章節 131: The Same Taste

"There's such a thing?" Alex took a sip of the instant noodle soup and placed it on the table beside him. "But the Yang Chun noodles I ate at the Chinese restaurant last time had eggs and prawns in it. There was a huge variety of ingredients inside. The soup is even made from bone broth."

Xu Le placed a handful of dried prawn into the cold water. After washing off the dirt, he said, "Different regions have different ways of cooking it. As long as the traditional taste can be passed down, there's no need to be so inflexible. Besides, I really don't have any ingredients."

He poured cold water onto the prawn in the pot and started the fire. He said, "First, heat up the base soup and let the taste of the prawn seep out. After it's boiled, add some noodles into it. When it's boiled again, add half a bowl of cold water."

Just like that, he boiled the noodles twice. The noodles rolled under the light brown soup, and a hint of umami floated out.