At this time, both Di Lieba and Zhang Zifeng started kneading the dough according to their original memories, but for some reason the noodles seemed to be unable to form a ball.

He Jiong watched their operations from the side, always feeling a little strange, but he couldn't say there was nothing he could do about it. Since they chose to do this and repay Teacher Ye, he couldn't stop them.

"Hey, why don't my noodle dumplings stick together after I eat them? I remember that Teacher Ye only had to knead them for a while, and the dough would all stick together when I ate it. Why did I feel like I was just sitting on the dough? I can't describe it."

"Teacher He, please help us find out what is going on. Why are my noodles getting uglier and uglier as I make them? I remember that Teacher Ye's noodles will turn into little disciples one by one. Why do they all end up like this? ?”

He Jiong shook his head in confusion. After all, his cooking skills were the same as theirs, and he was inexplicable at all.

"To be honest, I really don't know this. After all, except for one thing, not everyone can learn it.

"Although I followed you and carefully watched all Teacher Ye's operations, I still didn't learn it at all, and you can't blame me at all.

"But if you really want to repay Teacher Ye properly, I think you can ask Teacher Huang. Teacher Wang is Chef Huang here, and the food he cooks is on par with Teacher Ye. You You can ask."

Dilraba came to Huang Lei holding a large basin of unknown objects.

"Teacher Huang, can you help me see what's going on here? I already said it was fine, but I don't know why, but now the dough looks like this..."

Huang Lei looked at the unknown objects in their pots and rolled his eyes, realizing that they really had no talent for cooking.

"Did you two put starch and water together?"

Dilraba Dilraba and Zhang Zifenghu looked at each other because they couldn't tell the difference between starch and flour. They just looked at each other and saw that they were all powder.

"I don't know either. I still can't tell the difference between these fans."

Huang Lei was also helpless. After letting out a long sigh, he stood up from the soft couch.

"Let me see what you put in there."

I saw Dilraba silently pointing to a bag of starch, and Huang Lei turned it over again, not expecting that the new starch they bought was gone.

"You really put the starch in. Can you be more careful when making things in the future? This starch is very different from flour. Flour is used to make noodles. Starch is used to collect juice. More."

Listening to Huang Lei's analysis, Di Lieba and Zhang Zifeng still shook their heads in confusion.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Huang, we still don't understand it at all, but we do understand that we must clearly distinguish between starch and starch, otherwise it will definitely turn into this pot of unknown objects."

"Teacher Huang, should we get rid of this pot of unknown objects now? This feels like such a waste. Is there any way to bring death back to life?"

Huang Lei thought about it carefully and then spoke to Reba.

"You can use flour with a box of this starch. If it works, it will be Reversal. If it doesn't, it will be destroyed. It's your choice.

After saying this, he lay back on the soft couch and ignored the three people giving blood.

I saw Di Lieba picking up all the flour, pouring it into the starch, and then started to mix it.

Zhang Zifeng and He Jiong on the side looked at Dilraba frantically stirring the flour, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"Why do I feel like you are so violent? Otherwise, you should calm down a little. Look at how this flour has become like this."

"I think you may have added too much. How could this flour become like this... I think you should not use too much force when operating. Now you have to add some water."

At this time, Dilraba couldn't help but sigh.

"Please, please, can you stop pushing me? I'm going to be driven crazy by you. You really know how to push me every day."

"I won't choose any powerful operation anymore. Look at this noodle, it doesn't look like noodles. It's not good, and I don't even think about the dough. I think we should redo it, otherwise we won't make noodles. Let’s do something else.”

Zhang Zifeng and He Jiong looked at each other and felt that making pasta was really not suitable for them.

·Please give me flowers...

"Then let's change it. After all, this pasta can't be made by just anyone, and everyone is waiting for the breakfast you made.

Dilraba looked at the big bowl of noodles and couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that she really had no talent for cooking at all.

In the barrage at this time, everyone couldn't help laughing when they looked at Dilraba's appearance.

"I never thought that Reba could cook like this. Oh my god, I always thought that I was the worst at cooking and could burn the pot casually. It seems that Reba is the worst at cooking. He is the most powerful person I have ever seen.”

"Please, please, can you please stop calling me Reba casually? Reba will make her sad, okay? Although what Reba did is indeed a little ugly and a little ugly, oh, it's not indescribable, but I still can't. You’ve worked hard.”

"I also think this is much better than those who don't know how to cook at all. I think this Reba still has many, many advantages. Maybe these advantages are none at all. Let's put it into cooking."

"So I finally understand why so many people like Teacher Ye. It must be because Ye knows everything.

"Please, do you think there can be so many Teacher Ye in the entertainment industry? It's impossible even if you think about it...and Teacher Ye is not considered a person in the entertainment industry, he is just a member of the entertainment industry. .”

"Yes, some people really think that Teacher Ye is from the entertainment industry, but in fact that is not the case. Teacher Ye did not make his debut in the entertainment industry to be known by the audience."

"Actually, I have always believed that every Stephanie is excellent and powerful, but in fact, if this is the case, it seems that no matter how good and powerful you are, you may not be as powerful as others."

"The sight of Reba cooking is still in my mind. I wonder if Teacher Ye saw it. What kind of psychological feeling is it to cook? I think if my wife cooks for me like this in the future, , let me do it."

"I wonder if it's upstairs. I still need a wife. Why don't you let me do it?"

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