The Local Lazy Man System

"Good morning beauty!"

The parrot "Sakura" said in a man's voice. ㈧㈠『％⒈

"Yes, that's the voice!"

"So you were talking just now!"

"To die, I was scared by a parrot!"

After Ouyang Qianqian's three daughters were stunned, they all blushed.

This thing is really shameful.

The three of them were... actually shocked by a parrot.

Also yelled "Ghost"!

If this is spread out, it won't be laughed off!

"Okay, now know that there are no ghosts! Thanks to you, you have read so many years..."

Ouyang Lizhu glanced at Ouyang Qianqian and the others, and preached to them.

This early morning, yelling and yelling, don't know how many people have woken up.

"Oh!"

After being called out by Ouyang Lizhu, the three women lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Ouyang Lizhu. This is really shameful.

...

"Husband, wake up!"

Ouyang Qianqian and their shouts pushed the awakened Liu Qingqing to Ye Yaorong who was still sleeping.

Usually at this point, Liu Qingqing woke up a long time ago, but he was tossed too late by Ye Yaorong last night, and now he is still weak and unable to get up early.

"Well, what's the matter?"

Ye Yaorong half-opened his eyes, looked at his wife questioningly and asked.

Yesterday night, I went to bed after two o'clock in the morning, Ye Yaorong is still sleepy!

"Husband, it was noisy outside just now, did something happen?"

Liu Qingqing said with some worry.

"What can happen? They have already woke us up if something happens."

Ye Yaorong listened, and there was no movement outside, so he spoke.

"Yes!"

Liu Qingqing thought for a while, but also found it reasonable.

Something really happened, they had already woke themselves up.

"Go to sleep!"

Ye Yaorong hugged Liu Qingqing and went to sleep.

In Ye Yaorong's eyes, the happiest thing in the world is to sleep in with his beautiful wife.

"Ok!"

Looking at the time, it was only six o'clock, and Liu Qingqing was still a little sleepy. He leaned on Ye Yaorong's arm and went to sleep with his eyes closed.

Liu Qingqing likes to sleep with her husband like this most.

I feel particularly safe and happy.

Liu Qingqing hopes that when he is old, he can sleep on his husband's arm like this.

After squinting for a while, Liu Qingqing awakened Ye Yaorong again.

"what happened?"

Ye Yaorong opened his eyes and looked at Liu Qingqing questioningly.

I fell asleep now, and was pushed awake by her again.

"My husband, I'm hungry!"

Liu Qingqing said blushing.

I spent so much physical exertion with my husband for so long last night, and now Liu Qingqing feels so hungry!

"When you say that, I'm hungry too!"

When Liu Qingqing said this, Ye Yaorong's stomach screamed.

It seems that the amount of exercise last night was a bit heavy, and now my hungry stomachs are "grumbling".

"Husband, I haven't eaten your noodles for a long time, I really want to eat it!"

Liu Qingqing lay on Ye Yaorong's chest, and made small circles with his fingers on Ye Yaorong's chest. Every morning, Liu Qingqing woke up and liked to make small circles on his man's chest.

"it is good!"

Ye Yaorong was hungry and couldn't sleep anymore, so he got up to make breakfast.

"Husband, I want to eat sliced ​​noodles!"

Liu Qingqing said to Ye Yaorong who was wearing clothes.

"Yes, my dear little wife!"

Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

...

Knife-cut noodles are China’s top ten noodles. It is also called China’s top five noodles along with fried noodles, braised noodles, hot dried noodles and dandan noodles.

Knife-sliced ​​noodles are soft and not sticky. The more they chew, the more fragrant they are. Not only Liu Qingqing likes it, but Ye Yaorong also likes it very much.

The process of making noodles by knives is to mix the flour into lumps, hold the dough in your left hand, and an arc knife in your right hand, and cut the noodles into a boiling pot one by one. After they are cooked, remove them, add the simmered seeds and seasonings.

In many TV dramas, you can see the chef who makes sliced ​​noodles with the dough on his head, holding a curved knife in both hands, quickly cutting off the noodles on the top of his head, which is particularly interesting.

It’s very important to make noodles.

The technical requirements for face-to-face knives are strict, and the ratio of water to face is required to be accurate. It takes more than ten minutes for Ye Honor to lose face-to-face.

After making the noodles, Ye Yaorong held the kneaded dough with his left hand and held a knife in his right hand, facing the soup pot with one knife, one knife, one knife, one leaf after another, just like a meteor rushing the moon, in the air Draw an arc-shaped white line, and the noodle leaves fall into the soup pot.

Ye Yaorong's knives were very skillful, and the length of each leaf that was cut out was exactly six inches.

This is something that ordinary noodle chefs can't do.

There is an old legend about cut noodles: after Mongolian Tatar invaded the Central Plains, the Yuan Dynasty was established.

In order to prevent the Han people from counter-insurrection, they confiscated all the metals of every household, and ordered 10 households to use a kitchen knife to cut vegetables and cook in turn for use, and then return it to Tatar for safekeeping.

One day at noon, after an old woman made her face, she asked the old man to take the knife, but the knife was taken away by others, and the old man had to return.

As he exited the gate of Tartar, the old man's foot was touched by a thin piece of iron, and he picked it up and held it in his arms.

After returning home, the pot blared loudly. The whole family waited for the knife to cut the noodles to eat, but the knife didn't get it back. The old man was so anxious that he suddenly remembered the iron sheet in his arms and took it out and said, "Just use this iron sheet to cut the noodles!"

The old woman saw that the iron skin was thin and soft, and she mumbled: "How can you cut noodles with such a soft thing?"

The old man said angrily: "Slash if you don't move."

The word "cut" reminded my wife that she put the dough on a wooden board, raised her left hand and held the iron sheet in her right, standing next to the boiling water pot and "cutting" the noodles. Pieces of leaves fell into the pot. Inside, pour marinade and let the old man eat it first.

The old man said as he ate, "Very good, very good, I don't need to take a kitchen knife to cut noodles anymore."

In this way, one pass ten, ten pass a hundred, spread all over the land of Jinzhong, this is also the origin of the noodles.

...

"Glory, why did you get up so early?"

Because Ye Rongrong’s family was late for breakfast, Wang Yan went to the kitchen to make breakfast at 6:30 every day.

But as soon as I entered the kitchen today, I saw Ye Yaorong busy in the kitchen.

It has been more than half a year since Wang Yan came to Ye Yaorong's house. This was the first time I saw Ye Yaorong enter the kitchen for breakfast so early.

"Isn't it because Qingqing wants to eat the noodles I made, so I got up early to make noodles, Sister Wang, don't bother you for breakfast today, leave it to me!"

Ye Yaorong said to Wang Yan while making noodles.

Since Aunt Liu went to work as a chef at her sister's fast food restaurant in the county town, Wang Yan left the job of cooking for her family.

"it is good!"

Wang Yan nodded and said.

Having been to Ye Yaorong's house for so long, Wang Yan of course knows Ye Yaorong's cooking skills, which is much better than the chef in the hotel.

I can't compare myself.

So Wang Yan stood in the kitchen and watched Ye Yaorong making noodles. This was a rare learning opportunity!

...

"My stomach is struggling and I can't sit down anymore!"

Xue Kaiqi touched her chubby belly and said.

"You are ashamed to say that you have eaten half of the sliced ​​noodles in a large washbasin, and we have not eaten it yet!"

Ouyang Qianqian looked at Xue Kaiqi dissatisfiedly and said.

"Yes, that is, I haven't eaten a few bites yet, there will be no more. You only eat more."

Zhang Yang said dissatisfiedly.

"You can't blame me. Who told you to eat in a gentle manner? Do you want to look like a lady? Looking at me, eating big mouthfuls, all the delicious things have entered my stomach."

Xue Kaiqi said triumphantly.

It turned out that in the morning, Ye Yaorong brought out the sliced ​​noodles he made with a special big face.

Ye Guangrong's family makes noodles. If there are many people in the family, they use big face plates to serve the noodles. If you want to eat noodles, you just grab the bowls and chopsticks and grab them in the basin.

At the beginning, Ouyang Qianqian and others felt that the noodles made by their teacher must be so-so, not as good as the noodles made by the teacher last night.

But everyone ate a bite of slicing noodles, and their eyes lit up. It was really delicious.

"You have eaten all our noodles, it is reasonable!"

Ouyang Qianqian looked at Xue Kaiqi speechlessly and said.

On the face, I really can't compare to Xue Kaiqi!

"Don't talk about it, you said that the noodles made by our teacher are so delicious?"

Xue Kaiqi hurriedly changed the subject and said.

"Yeah, I didn't expect the noodles made by our teacher to be so delicious. This is the best noodle I have ever tasted. If our teacher opens a noodle restaurant, the business will be very good!"

Zhang Yang nodded and said.

Everyone often eats pasta. There are many pasta shops on the streets and on the roadside. In China, pasta is the three main staple food. The population of China has more than one billion people. Basically, they have eaten pasta.

The taste of pasta varies from place to place.

Zhang Yang has eaten many kinds of noodles, such as fried noodles, braised noodles, hot dry noodles, dandan noodles, sliced ​​noodles, instant noodles, etc.~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and foreign spaghetti, etc., Zhang Yang often eats .

But I have never had noodles better than the noodles made by my teacher. My teacher's noodle making skills are really amazing.

"Our teacher is so rich. He is still a professor at the Medical School of Southern Zhejiang University. Do we still need to open a noodle restaurant to make money?"

Xue Kaiqi shook her head and said.

Although I don’t know how much money my teacher’s family has, just look at his yard and the teacher’s Audi Q7 car. Xue Kaiqi thinks the teacher’s family must have a lot of money.

I won’t be so tired to open a noodle restaurant to make money.

"That's it."

...

"What are you talking about?"

Ye Yaorong walked over with Nalanhai and Ma Shaohua, just when Ouyang Qianqian and the others were talking about themselves, he asked.

"Hello teacher!"

"Teacher, we are saying that the noodles you made are so delicious, I can't eat them!"

"You only eat the most, so everyone is not full!"

Ye Yaorong looked at Xue Kaiqi depressed and said.

You said you are a girl, why do you eat so fast!

In the morning, Ye Yaorong made a lot of noodles. He just wanted to show his glorious image as a teacher in front of his students. When Ye Yaorong ate the noodles, he was more gentle than usual and didn't gobble it up.

But I didn't expect that my female student would be devoured, and a large basin of slicing noodles, three or two strokes, would be eaten up by everyone.

Ye Yaorong didn't have enough food in the morning.

So Ye Yaorong decided to rescue them today to live in the dormitory of the "Home for the Elderly" and eat there in the future.

These big stomach kings, raise them on their own, and then they will become fat, and they will lose weight. (To be continued.) 8 More wonderful novels, welcome to visit everyone's reading school