The Almighty Goddess of Interstellar Rebirth Has Fallen

"Dad, do we have more of this green bean flour in our family?"

Ye Huang rummaged in the kitchen and asked while taking out the star corn flour.

Star corn flour is a bit like wheat flour, but it has a green and astringent taste, which makes her mouth bitter. She felt this green bean flour and felt that it could neutralize this strange taste a little.

"besides,"

Dad hurriedly said, taking out a bag from a bucket and saying, "There's only so much left, is it enough?"

"OK!"

Ye Huang took it over, quickly started mixing noodles, and asked Dad to go to the small vegetable garden to cut some winter chives.

The winter chives are very similar to the chives she is familiar with, but the leaves are wider and spicy and pungent. Dad and the others are usually used as condiments to cover up other strange smells in the food.

Without saying a word, Dad went to cut a bunch of winter chives and came back.

"What are you doing?"

When Anan came over after taking a shower, his eyes widened.

“Breakfast Pie!”

Ye Huang said a name casually, and her subordinates moved very neatly. When she was in country Z, she specially learned cooking for her seriously ill grandfather.

It's a pity that my grandfather is still gone, and it is still a problem in the late stage of cancer in country Z, even if her family is a Xuanmen family, even if she knows the ancient books of refining medicine well...

In a world without spiritual energy, she is also a clever woman who cannot cook without rice!

"Juicing!"

Ye Huang ordered.

Anan rolled his eyes, went to squeeze the juice obediently, and then stared at Ye Huang's every move curiously.

Ye Huang mixed the juice with the flour, added a few seasonings and kneaded it into a dough, then quickly cut into small doughs with a knife.

"Press the cake!"

Ye Huang gave another order, turned around and asked Dad to add a little coyote oil that was made last night to the pot, and said, "Fry all the pressed noodles, we can't finish eating, we'll take it on the road!"

She wants to have a good understanding of this interstellar society. It is inevitable to go shopping, and she will not be able to come back in a while. If the little radishes are hungry, they can take a seat.

"Can this be eaten..."

Anan whispered something in his mouth, but he did it honestly.

The noodle cake was placed on the oil pan, and immediately there was a strange fragrance in the sizzling sound.

"Wow!"

The four of them, Mu Hong, who came over after taking a bath, smelled the smell and saliva came out, "Boss, boss!"

Anan was frying honestly, and closed his mouth hard. If he didn't close his mouth, his saliva would come out, and he couldn't eat it immediately after smelling it. It was too painful!

Dad was shaking with excitement.

Anan's heat is well controlled, and the golden and butter-flavored pancakes will soon be out of the pan!

"Well…"

Several children first brought one to their father's mouth, and then looked at Ye Huang.

If the boss doesn't eat it, neither can they!

"The rules are good,"

Ye Huang hooked his lips, "Hurry up and eat!"

A few radishes cheered, picked up the small pancakes and stuffed them into their mouths, nodding vigorously as they stuffed them. When they looked at Ye Huang, their eyes were bright and scary.

Crispy and fragrant, they want to cry when they take a bite!

I can eat a full meal again, and I still eat so well!

Anan endured and finished frying all the noodles. Seeing that Ye Huang hadn't eaten it yet, he stretched out one of his hands and handed it to Ye Huang: "Are you stupid? Don't you eat it?"

Ye Huang smiled at her, but did not answer, but opened her mouth directly.

Looking at the unbridled smile in her phoenix eyes, Anan felt her face warm again for some reason, and she felt a little flustered. Angrily, he shoved the dough cake into her mouth, then turned around and turned his face away.

It's so abhorrent, I'm addicted to pretending to be a man, and even flirting with her!

Yu Fengbai, who was in the metal cage over there, saw this scene from a distance, with a chill in his eyes: This kid is really a careless bastard!