The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

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Keira and Kerry looked nervously at the two children younger than themselves.

That way, as if the two little buns held the power of life and death, they didn't dare to breathe.

No wonder the siblings reacted this way.

In fact, before going to bed last night, grandma told their siblings a lot of truths.

The other siblings both knew only half of what they heard, but they firmly remembered one thing.

That is, their grandparents and grandchildren are all living in Aunt Si Ling's house now, and Aunt Si Ling brought people back to protect their grandparents and grandchildren.

So, if you don't want to be chased away by Aunt Si Ling, if you still want to eat the delicious food from last night, don't go back to drink that nasty nutritional supplement.

Then you have to be respectful enough to Aunt Si Ling, and you have to be very kind to your younger siblings.

Don't make aunts and younger siblings unhappy, let alone hurt younger siblings.

Therefore, at this moment, the Kaila siblings will behave like this.

"Ah~ mama."

Liu Liu and Jiu Jiu listened to their mother's words, and Xiao Baozi was a little speechless.

However, in order not to embarrass his mother, Jiujiu waved his little hands cooperatively, grinning, drooling (she couldn't control this), laughing and jumping.

Liu Liu saw that his sister had cooperated and he couldn't let go, so he shouted: "Ma Ma Ma Ma."

"good."

Si Lingling saw that the two children were a little nervous, so she stopped teasing them.

Reaching out and gently rubbing the little guy's head, he said to Kayla and his brother: "Play well with your younger siblings."

After the words fell, he went to the kitchen alone.

Mrs. Chill hesitated for a while, but finally did not chase after her.

She felt that Si Ling's ability to make such powerful delicacies should be due to her unique secret recipe, and as an outsider, she shouldn't steal from her master.

So he turned around and went to the yard to take care of the yard with Jian Niu.

Si Lingling didn't care what Mrs. Cheer was thinking. After thinking about it in the kitchen, she took out some soybeans and soaked them in warm water.

Turning around, I took out the reconciliation face in front of the building last night from the cabinet and looked at it.

Well, just right.

So he took a pot to heat up the oil, and at the same time poured the prepared noodles onto the counter that had been smeared with peanut oil.

Skillfully cut the noodles into strips that are half a card (the shape of the thumb and index finger is called a card) long.

When the oil temperature is right, put the two prepared soft noodles together, and use a chopstick to press in the middle to form a groove.

Then pick it up very quickly, and stretch it into the oil pan.

The sizzling oil stars splashed, and the fried dough sticks inside instantly swelled and turned yellow.

The gentle fragrance of oil and the fragrance of noodles permeated the air instantly, and Si Lingling flipped a pair of long chopsticks in her hands quickly.

The movement is non-stop, repeating the previous rhythm.

Not long after, a large pot of crispy yellow fritters was fried out.

After finishing this, Si Lingling lifted the oil pan and put it aside, took an aluminum pan, and boiled water.

Make the remaining noodles into cute and exquisite cartoon buns, put them in the steamer and steam them.

While waiting for the steamed buns to come out of the pot, Si Lingling looked at the soybeans she soaked, and after confirming that there was no problem, she took out the soybean milk machine and pumped them out.

Then put it in a milk pot and cook slowly over low heat.

The soy milk is cooked, and the steamed buns are also steamed.

Si Lingling shouted to the outside: "Mrs. Cheer, Stubborn Bull, come in and help me carry my things."

Stubborn Bull and Mrs. Cheer, who were working in the yard, hurriedly put down their work and strode towards the kitchen when they heard the shouts.

They have already smelled the fragrance, and the gluttons in their stomachs are about to fly out.

It's just that Si Lingling didn't say anything, and no one dared to go in to find something to eat.

Now that they heard the cry, how could the two of them hold back.

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