Almighty singer assistant system

Chapter 115 Big Bowl of Wide Noodles
"Then, that...Aunt Mo, do we really want to use this dish to go out to fight?"

"What? Do you think there is something wrong with my formula?"

"No, no, no... I didn't mean that, it's just the name of this dish... Sigh!"

Wei Cheng stared dumbfounded at the dough in front of him, followed the steps of Mo Yueyin's recipe, and unconsciously glanced at the name of the dish.

"Big Bowl of Wide Noodles"

Excuse me???
Is Mo Yueyin serious? She actually wants to serve this dish out?
Although the overall process and the cumbersome steps seem to be no problem, but this name... is it really a man?
"What's wrong with the name of the dish, isn't 'Big Bowl of Wide Noodles' delicious?
Let me tell you the truth, I didn’t create this dish alone, but it was named by a senior at the same time as me, isn’t it good to have a big bowl with wide noodles?”

She said it lightly, but Mo Yueyin's supervisory work was extremely solid, and she did not give Wei Cheng any room to be lazy.

"Senior at the same time? Aunt Mo, the senior you are talking about is..."

"Shut your mouth and knead the dough!"

Mo Yueyin's pure white fingers hit Wei Cheng's forehead accurately, and a snap of his fingers made him bow his head and continue kneading his face obediently.

For a moment, the only sound in the kitchen was the sound of kneading dough and the occasional instructions from Mo Yueyin.

"The noodles should be crackled, knead vigorously, and the heat should be well controlled..."

While following the recipe, Wei Cheng secretly observed Mo Yueyin's expression, and quickly came to a few conclusions.

However, even if he guessed a few conclusions, Wei Cheng still followed the method Mo Yueyin taught him to complete the cooking in front of him.

While making the noodles, some kind of lyrics unconsciously appeared in Wei Cheng's mind, and then he sang it out.

"Look at this noodle, it's long and wide, look at this bowl, it's big and round..."

"Wait! What are you humming?"

When Wei Cheng sang the lyrics, there was an invisible sound energy gathering around him, and it finally flowed into the dough he was polishing, making the whole dough start to glow, which surprised Mo Yueyin.

"No. I just knead the dough according to the recipe, and I didn't do anything else."

Hearing Mo Yueyin's question, Wei Cheng immediately shut his mouth, the sound energy gathered also stopped, and the vision that appeared on the dough also disappeared.

Of course he would not tell Mo Yueyin that when he was looking at the recipe, this melody involuntarily appeared in his mind.

"Continue! Can you try to sing that song just now?" Mo Yueyin frowned, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, and after confirming that there was no abnormality around Wei Cheng, she closed the doors and windows and asked him to continue making noodles.

And Wei Cheng nodded, and played with the dough on the table again with the palm of his hand, and the vision in his mind reappeared.

A line of lyrics was recited in his mouth. When Wei Cheng sang those lyrics, the sound energy that had dissipated in the surroundings began to gather again, entered the dough, and started the noodle making process again.

As for Mo Yueyin who was staying by the side, she seemed to be calm on the surface, but in her heart she had already set off a turbulent wave.

"This... is the word he sang back then..."

While Wei Cheng was singing the lyrics, the sound energy around him also changed accordingly, projecting the image of a chic and unrestrained man, just standing behind Wei Cheng, showing a faint smile to Mo Yueyin .

And at the moment when this man appeared, the dough on the table was kneaded, polished, and cooked by Wei Cheng with skillful means, as if the man personally instructed Wei Cheng.

Mo Yueyin glanced at Wei Cheng, and found that the young man in front of him was following the recipe and cooking with all his heart, without noticing any changes in his surroundings.

"Yu, no wonder... you wanted to keep this recipe."

The moment she saw the man, Mo Yueyin understood.

It is not so much a recipe as it is a wisp of thought left by the man during his lifetime. The man hopes that this recipe can be passed on instead of disappearing with him. That is why Mo Yueyin left this recipe behind. down.

In the past, Mo Yueyin also tried to make the dishes recorded in this recipe by herself, but no matter how many times she tried, the phantom of that man never appeared.She even asked Mo Qingxian to try to awaken the man's mind, but it was all in vain.

Mo Yueyin knew that the reason why the man left this recipe was definitely not just to complete the bet with Saibacheng Ichiro, it must have a deep meaning.However, after hundreds of failed attempts, she still made ordinary noodles, so she gave up.

But it never occurred to him that after many years, Wei Cheng had successfully inspired the man's thoughts left in the recipe.

"Is he the one you've been waiting for..."

Mo Yueyin watched Wei Cheng's busy back with complicated emotions, immersed in the rhythmic lyrics.

……

While Mo Yueyin was supervising Wei Cheng to make noodles, in an elegant lounge in a foreign country far away from V Restaurant.

A neatly dressed and beautiful woman is walking slowly, scattered in the huge courtyard, holding a novel of 'Three-Body Problem' in her hands, and slowly looking at it.

Suddenly, the beautiful woman's body trembled, she couldn't hold the novel steadily and dropped the book on the table.

"Why, Xiaoqi, you also have times when you can't hold it steady? It's really surprising!"

A crisp laughter emerged from the woman's side, with a hint of mischievousness in the voice, the overall appearance was beautiful and graceful, and there was a faint sound of birdsong.

The woman stared silently at the source of the sound with her clear pink eyes, then tied up her hair that was hanging on the ground with a butterfly-shaped hair accessory, and changed into outing clothes.

"Lingyuan, I'm going out for a while."

"Get out, where are you going?" The playfulness in the voice suddenly lost a bit, and he asked a question instead.

"The inheritance left by that person has been inspired, and I am going to meet the person who inspired the inheritance. Do you want to come together?"

Pulling up her slightly pinkish red-brown hair and hiding it under the deep brim of the hat, as soon as the woman took a step, her figure appeared several feet away like a butterfly, and she was about to step out of the door of the room.

"Wait, wait! I'll ask Sanwu and the others first, you wait for me first, don't rush away!"

Seeing that the woman was about to leave, the voice panicked.In an instant, a girl in a red dress appeared from the source of the sound, and a pair of wings grew out from the girl's back. The moment the wings were flapped, the girl's figure disappeared.

Seeing the anxious look of the girl in the red dress, the woman couldn't help laughing, so she simply sat by the window and looked at the photo on the page. The photo showed a handsome man with dark red hair and Le Zheng who was still in his infancy. The smiling faces of Aya and Lezheng Longya.

"Long time no see... how are you all?"

The woman called "Xiao Qi" muttered a few times to herself, and closed the book in one breath, and then a pair of butterfly wings made of sound energy spread out behind the woman, flying in the direction where the girl left just now.

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