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After seeing Sha Zhu pulling the noodles with ease, Li Weijun cut the noodles evenly with a knife himself, and added a pinch of chili and salt to the seasoning bottle before returning to the front yard in a serious manner.

At this time, Xu Wanjun had already heated up the coal stove and was waiting for the oil to be added, sweating.

Without delay, Li Weijun carefully soaked the noodles into the oil pan and started frying them.

When it comes to instant noodles, there is actually no technical difficulty once you open your mind to it. The only difficulty may be controlling the oil temperature and time.

If you fry it for too long, it will inevitably become crispy, which is the same as Sanzi, and it loses the soul of instant noodles.

If the time is too short, it will also lead to insufficient toughness, not only the depth of the sandwich, but also a lack of softness, making it more greasy, which is undoubtedly a huge damage to the taste.

Therefore, Li Weijun chose to use a low fire to fry the instant noodles, closely controlling the temperature of the coal stove. After frying them at low temperature for two minutes, he quickly scooped out the thin noodles.

Since it was his first attempt, Li Weijun was inevitably a little flustered. He picked up the prototype of the instant noodles with chopsticks.

Before he could feel happy, Li Weijun was disappointed to find that these rough instant noodles were indeed dehydrated. For some reason, they did not have the crispness and shape of later instant noodles.

Instead, it was like a deep-fried Sanzi, which would break into pieces with a snap if the movement was a little bigger.

"Wei Jun, this, is this a success or a failure? Why do I feel like it's no different from Sanzi?"

Xu Wanjun tasted it curiously and couldn't help frowning: "Pah, pah, it tastes so bitter. Is there something wrong with this step?"

"Sister Wanjun, don't worry. There's a saying that failure is the mother of success. We are crossing the river step by step, so it's normal to encounter some setbacks. Let me think about which process went wrong."

Li Weijun stroked his chin, looking at the failed instant noodles No. 1 in his palm. After thinking for a while, he still couldn't figure out the solution.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like that. Although I was not engaged in the food production industry in my previous life, I lived in an era when short videos were extremely developed.

I have more or less understood the various processes of instant noodle production. Although I can't remember all the steps and I only have a vague understanding at best, at least I have seen how a pig runs.

It's strange, the oil temperature, the width and thickness of the noodles, and even the cooking time, there was nothing wrong.

Xu Wanjun looked at her beloved with a worried look on her face, and retreated silently, holding her breath.

She is no longer an ignorant girl who has never experienced anything in life, and she knows clearly what a qualified and virtuous wife should do.

So apart from adding some water to Li Weijun's cup, he spent the rest of the time in silence, helping Li Weijun tidy up the somewhat messy housework.

It's funny to say that Li Weijun's not-so-spacious room was tidied up by three women: He Yushui, Jiang Yingying, and Xu Wanjun.

Everyone felt that the room was messy and untidy, the arrangement of objects was not to their liking, and it looked just like the mistress of a fake house.

Just when Xu Wanjun and others were feeling a little sleepy and dozing off, Li Weijun, who had been watching Shazhu steaming buns through the window, suddenly had an idea.

He slapped his thigh and said in surprise, "Sister Wanjun, look at my memory. I almost forgot this important step. The noodles must be steamed first. After the noodles are cooked, they can be fried at low temperature in the pan to drain the oil. Otherwise, they will lose moisture and become crunchy like Sanzi."

“Steam the dough again?”

Hearing this, Xu Wanjun was shocked and, hoping for a lucky break, prepared to light the coal stove again.

"That's right. Don't worry about that. I guarantee nothing will go wrong. Just wait and see how I win the first prize."

After realizing this, Li Weijun did not delay and hurriedly picked up some of the remaining noodles in the bowl and put them into the steamer on Sha Zhu's side. Under Sha Zhu's surprised gaze, he cooked the noodles thoroughly.

Only then did he happily soak the steamed dough carefully in the oil pan.

Watching the dough slowly floating up and down in the oil, a few small bubbles appear.

Xu Wanjun, who was standing by, felt her heart in her throat and her palms were full of sweat, fearing that it would end in failure like last time.

It looks like Sanzi after being fried, but the taste is not as good as the previous one. It is a failed product.

On the other hand, Li Weijun was full of confidence and looked at the dough soaking in the oil pan with contentment.

After learning from the failure last time and filling in the gaps, Li Weijun was convinced that there would be no mistakes again.

Sure enough, after two or three minutes, Xu Wanjun took the dough out of the pot and drained the oil. She found that the dough, which had been fried and dehydrated, was golden and firm.

It was completely different from the previous burnt yellow dark brown color, and it even emitted a faint unique fragrance.

"This is it? It's done. Just soak it in boiling water and add some seasoning and you can eat it?"

Xu Wanjun poked the pancake with her hand with some doubt. Before she could say anything, Li Weijun had already taken out a large ceramic bowl from the cupboard.

Put the dough in and evenly add some salt, chili, garlic and lard that Li Weijun got.

As he put the ingredients in, he explained, "Sister Wanjun, this is called seasoning. We're making it at home, so I just mix everything I have. But standard instant noodles only have oil, chili and salt. Once you pour hot water on it, it tastes delicious."

After saying that, Li Weijun poured boiling water into the bowl, covered it with newspaper, and waited for a few minutes to taste the instant noodles.

After listening to this, Xu Wanjun thought deeply and felt that the production process of this instant noodle was indeed simple.

Once the key steps are figured out and put on the assembly line, large-scale production can be easily started.

As for these seasoning packets, aren't they similar to marinade packets? The ingredients used are even cheaper than marinade. Chili, oil, and salt are served in small packets separately and put together. This is for food factories with relevant production experience.

That was easy and simple.

"Okay, okay, I'm keeping track of the time. Now that the noodles are done, open them and let me take a look."

After a moment, at Xu Wanjun's urging, Li Weijun casually opened the newspaper.

The instant noodles that had been prepared long ago were revealed. In just a moment, the unique aroma of the noodles quickly filled the cramped room.

Although it is not as good as the thick sauce packets, the instant noodles made with lard and chili have a unique flavor.

"Here, try it, so you don't have to accuse me of playing tricks. I've thought it through. With this instant noodle, you might even be able to move up from the Women's Affairs Office, Director Xu?"

Li Weijun teased Xu Wanjun in a joking manner and handed the chopsticks to her who was eager to try.

Although instant noodles have been available in the neighboring Sakura, this is the first time in this area.