Daqin: I was heard by Zulong at the beginning

Chapter 32
Each of them kneaded flour solemnly and with a serious look on their face.

But Su Chen's heart followed their actions, blood fell one drop after another.
Hey Hey hey!Let it go, let it go, let it go!
I'm just talking casually!

Although you are ancient people!

But there must be some traditional virtues!

Can't you even give in?
Say "Oh, forget it, I won't taste it" won't you!

Really, why are these ancient people so annoying!
Su Chen was getting more and more irritable inside, and still had a look of indifference on his face.

You can even smile a little.

"Eh? It hasn't melted! This is flour!"

"It tastes neither sweet nor salty, and has no taste at all."

"Well, it is. How do you eat this?"

Everyone looked at Su Chen expectantly again.

All right!Let you see how to make flour into a ball!

Su Chen immediately threw away the unhappiness she had just focused on.

Although he doesn't bother to show other things, cooking is his favorite!
In his previous life, every time he cooked a meal, he wanted to take a hundred photos and upload them to the Internet!

In his eyes, being able to turn simple ingredients into exquisite delicacies is a very fulfilling thing!
He also enjoys the praise from friends and netizens.

These accolades make him happier than he earned 500 million!

Take a wooden basin, add water, salt, and dough.

Rub, rub, rub!

After ten minutes, Su Chen finally made a smooth and soft dough!

Although it has been a long time since I kneaded the dough,
But performing in front of so many people, luckily nothing went wrong!

Ha ha!Shock their jaws!

Most people can't even see him kneading dough!

This is the story behind the photo!

No one can see it unless you are close to it!

Su Chen looked at Fusu and the others proudly.

Fusu and the others looked complicated.

Isn't this just like a lump of mud?

I will do this too.

My three-year-old kneads better than an expert.

Cough cough cough, do you want to tell the expert?
Forget it, let’s not talk about it, right?
An expert is childish once in a while, so you can't beat him.

Just praise yourself against your will, and the master will be happy.

Several people looked at each other, decided on something, and nodded heavily.

then:

"Hahaha! That's great! Master!"

"This mud, bah, this flour dumpling, so good! So glossy!"

"That's it!"

Su Chen was satisfied.

It seems that they were really surprised just now.

So I haven't figured out how to praise it.

But why is this compliment different from the previous ones?
It seems fake.

Su Chen looked around at them, Fu Su and the others immediately stood up straight, with bright smiles on their faces.

Well, forget it, for the sake of their stupidity.

The smooth dough rested for about an hour.

Su Chen announced: "It's time to roll the noodles!"

Roll surface?What's this?
Fusu and the others fell into confusion again.

Su Chen had already cleaned the large chopping board in the kitchen in advance.

Aristocratic houses are just different.

Not to mention anything else, the kitchen is really big!

A large case with a length of two meters and a width of one meter is placed, and a table, a cabinet, etc. can also be placed.

Su Chen clicked his tongue when he saw it.

If this is a community room, you have to come out of a small study room.

The cleaned chopping board had been dried, and Su Chen took out a long wooden stick.

Going out with General Meng Yi this time, Su Chen got himself a lot of treasures.

One of them is this straight stick.

Cut from a locust tree, it has high hardness, does not crack, and is extremely straight!

It’s simply a noodle-making tool!
When he took out the rolling pin, Fusu and the others became even more suspicious.

this is not.
Hit the dog stick!

Every beggar on the street has one!

What is the master doing with this?
Several people looked at each other in blank dismay:

Need something to eat?

Or just give money?
Su Chen didn't know that she had been reduced from an expert to a beggar.

After he wiped the rolling pin clean, he started rolling the dough!

Roll, push, unfold!

After a while, the thick dough turned into thin sheets!

Everyone was shocked now!

How did this get thinner?

How can the dough not crumble?
Hey hey!Why did the master cut off the dough?

what a pity!

How can you cut off the round dough!

Master, you are wasting it!

It is a crime to spoil something beautiful for us to see!
Su Chen only caught a glimpse of the shocked eyes of a group of people.

Smile proudly.

A group of people who have never seen the world!
Boil water, chop leeks, chop shallots!Cut fungus!
Dig up some savory seeds and make a soup first!
Su Chen was very satisfied with this!
Fortunately, he made sauerkraut last night and cooked a lot of lard alone!
That's what aristocrats are good at, enough meat!
There was a lot of lard, so Su Chen scrambled an egg first.

A tripod is used to boil water, and clay pots are used to scramble eggs and cook soup.

After a while, the delicious soup began to exude a rich aroma.

People in Daqin also eat pork, but they haven't survived Xunzi!
Not to mention the lard!
Not to mention stir frying!

Su Chen's operation was simple!

The attendants swallowed unconsciously.

It's also delicious!
Although Fusu tried his best to restrain himself, his Adam's apple inevitably rolled a few times.

Sir, I am a gentleman, I will not be induced by delicious food!
This must be your new test for me!

Su Chen: You think too much.

The soup is ready, the water is boiling, and the noodles are cooking!

In fact, using a tripod to cook, Su Chen has always been in the shadow.

In the pre-Qin period, people were boiled with a cauldron.

He even read similar novels.

So when he saw the tripod bubbling, he was worried that a human head would come up.

When he was living in the county government, it took him a long time to get rid of his psychological shadow.

When the noodles were cooked, he took out a bowl and planned to serve everyone a portion.

The butler hurried forward.

"Master, two bowls have been served. You and Master Fusu can eat first. We will do the rest ourselves."

The other attendants also said with embarrassment:
"Don't worry about us. We'll do it ourselves."

Who just said that the dough is made of mud?
Who said that a rolling pin is a dog-beating stick!
I'll find a stick and beat him to death first!
Look at this delicious soup, look at these beautiful noodles!

Regardless of the past, the young master did our part!
Excuse me!

Su Chen: Actually, I did it to show off to you.

Fusu was also holding his own bowl, his heart and eyes filled with emotion.

My husband cooks and serves me meals himself!
Neither did my father!

Huh?Why do I always compare my husband with my father?

Forget it is not important!

The important thing is that Mr. is so kind to me!
This noodle is white!

Just don't know how to eat?

Do you pick it up and eat it with your hands like eating steamed rice?

I know about soup. I drink soup after dinner.

But why is there no food?

Su Chen didn't know that Fusu's mood had changed from gratitude to doubt.

He casually walked to the clay pot with the noodle bowl in hand.

Scoop a spoonful of soup with a wooden spoon and pour it in.

I found chopsticks, stirred them and started eating.

It also made a seductive sound, thin!

(End of this chapter)