The Local Lazy Man System

"Good morning beauty!"

The parrot "Yingying" imitated the man's voice and said. (VIII) "% ⒈

"Yes, that's the voice!"

"So it was you who were talking just now!"

"Sick to death, to be frightened by a parrot!"

After the three daughters of Ouyang Qianqian were stunned for a moment, they all blushed.

This thing is really embarrassing.

The three of them were... unexpectedly scared by a parrot.

He even yelled "there is a ghost"!

If this gets out, people won't be laughing their ass off!

"Okay, now you know there are no ghosts! Thanks to all the years you've been studying..."

Ouyang Lizhu took a few glances at Ouyang Qianqian and the others, and lectured them.

This early in the morning, yelling, I don't know how many people have been woken up.

"Oh!"

After being called out by Ouyang Lizhu, the three girls all lowered their heads, not daring to look at Ouyang Lizhu. This matter is really embarrassing.

...

"Honey, wake up!"

Liu Qingqing, who was awakened by Ouyang Qianqian and the others' shouts, pushed Ye Guangrong who was still sleeping soundly.

Usually at this point, Liu Qingqing would have woken up early, but it was too late last night because of being tormented by Ye Rongrong, and now she is still weak, so she can't wake up early.

"Well, what's the matter?"

Ye Rongrong half-opened and half-closed his eyes, looked at his wife suspiciously and asked.

Ye Rongrong didn't go to bed until after 2 o'clock in the morning last night, and Ye Rongrong is still sleepy!

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

Liu Qingqing said with some worry.

"What's the matter, they have woken us up long ago."

After Ye Rongrong listened, there was no movement outside, so he spoke.

"Too!"

Liu Qingqing thought about it, and thought it made sense.

If something really happened, they would have woken themselves up long ago.

"Go to sleep!"

Ye Rongrong hugged Liu Qingqing and continued to sleep.

In Ye Rongrong's opinion, the happiest thing in the world is sleeping late with his beautiful wife in his arms.

"Ok!"

Looking at the time, it was only six o'clock, and Liu Qingqing was still a little sleepy, so she leaned on Ye Guangrong's arm and slept with her eyes closed.

Liu Qingqing likes to sleep next to her husband the most.

I feel very safe and happy.

Liu Qingqing hopes that when she grows old, she can also sleep on her husband's arm like this.

After squinting for a while, Liu Qingqing woke up Ye Rongrong again.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Glory opened his eyes and looked at Liu Qingqing suspiciously and asked.

He just fell asleep, and was woken up by her again.

"Honey, I'm hungry!"

Liu Qingqing said with a red face.

I spent so much time exercising with my husband last night, exhausting a lot of energy, now Liu Qingqing feels so hungry!

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

When Liu Qingqing said this, Ye Rongrong's stomach started to growl.

It seems that the amount of exercise last night was a bit heavy, and now my stomach is growling with hunger.

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

Liu Qingqing lay on Ye Rongrong's chest, and drew small circles on Ye Rongrong's chest with her fingers. Every morning, when Liu Qingqing woke up, she liked to draw small circles on her man's chest.

"it is good!"

Ye Guangrong was too hungry to sleep now, so he got up to make breakfast.

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

Liu Qingqing said to Ye Rongrong who was getting dressed.

"Yes, my dear little wife!"

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

...

Sliced ​​noodles are the only top ten noodles in China, and they are also called the five major noodles in China together with fried noodles, stewed noodles, hot dry noodles, and Dandan noodles.

The knife-shaved noodles are smooth on the outside and tendons on the inside, soft but not sticky, and the more you chew, the more fragrant they become. Not only Liu Qingqing likes to eat it, but Ye Rongrong also likes it very much.

The production process of knife-shaved noodles is to knead the flour into lumps, hold the dough in the left hand, and hold the curved knife in the right hand.

Peel the noodles one by one into the boiling water pot, take them out after cooking, add simmered seeds and seasonings and eat.

In many TV dramas, you can see the noodle maker with the dough on his head, holding a curved knife in both hands, and quickly cut off the noodles on the top of his head, which is very interesting.

It is very important to make noodles,

The technical requirements for knives and noodles are relatively strict, and the ratio of water and noodles must be accurate. It takes Ye Rongrong more than ten minutes to finish kneading the noodles.

After kneading the noodles, Ye Rongrong held the kneaded dough with his left hand, and held a knife in his right hand, facing the soup pot, chasing, chasing, chasing, one knife at a time, and the noodle leaves that were cut out, one leaf after another, just like a meteor chasing the moon, flying in the air An arc-shaped white line was drawn, and the noodles fell into the soup pot.

Ye Rongrong's knife skills are very good, and the length of each leaf cut out is exactly six inches.

This is something that ordinary noodle chefs cannot do.

There is an ancient legend about sliced ​​noodles: after the Mongolian Tatars invaded the Central Plains, they established the Yuan Dynasty.

In order to prevent the rebellion of the Han people, they confiscated all the metals in every household, and stipulated that 10 households should use a kitchen knife for cutting vegetables and cooking in turn, and then hand it back to Tatar for safekeeping.

One day at noon, an old woman asked the old man to pick up the knife after making up with her, but the knife was taken away by someone else, so the old man had to go back.

When going out of the Tatar gate, the old man's foot was touched by a piece of thin iron, and he picked it up and put it in his arms.

After returning home, the pot was blaring, and the whole family waited for the knife to cut the noodles, but the knife was not brought back. The old man was so anxious that he suddenly remembered the iron sheet in his arms, took it out and said, "Use this iron sheet to cut noodles!"

When the old woman saw that the iron skin was thin and soft, she murmured, "How can such a soft thing cut noodles?"

The old man said angrily: "Chop if you can't do it."

The word "cut" reminded my wife. She put the dough on a wooden board, held it with her left hand, and held an iron sheet with her right. She stood beside the boiling water pot and "chopped" the noodles. One by one leaves fell into the pot, and after cooking, they were taken out of the bowl. Inside, pour marinade and let the old man eat first.

The old man said while eating: "It's very good, it's very good. I don't need to fetch a kitchen knife to cut noodles anymore."

In this way, it was passed on to ten, ten to a hundred, and spread throughout the land of Jinzhong. This is also the origin of the knife-sliced ​​noodles.

...

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

Because Ye Rongrong's family eats breakfast relatively late, Wang Yan goes to the kitchen to make breakfast on time at 6:30 every day.

But as soon as he entered the kitchen today, he saw Ye Rongrong busy in the kitchen.

Wang Yan has been at Ye Rongrong's house for more than half a year, and this is the first time seeing Ye Rongrong enter the kitchen so early to make breakfast.

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

Ye Rongrong said to Wang Yan while making noodles.

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

"it is good!"

Wang Yan nodded and said.

Having been at Ye Glory's house for so long, Wang Yan certainly knows Ye Glory's culinary skills, which are much better than the chefs in big hotels.

I can't compare myself.

So Wang Yan stood in the kitchen and watched Ye Rongrong make noodles. This is a rare learning opportunity!

...

"I'm so full I can't even sit down!"

Xue Kaiqi touched her chubby belly and said.

"You have the nerve to say that you ate half of the sliced ​​noodles in a big basin by yourself, and we haven't finished eating yet!"

Ouyang Qianqian looked at Xue Kaiqi dissatisfied and said.

"That's right, that's right, I haven't eaten a few bites yet, it's gone, and you alone ate a lot."

Zhang Yang also said dissatisfied.

"You can't blame me for this. Who told you to eat politely? Do you want to look like a lady? Look at me like this, eating big mouthfuls, all the delicious food went into my stomach."

Xue Kaiqi said proudly.

It turned out that in the morning Ye Rongrong brought out the sliced ​​noodles he made on a special big face plate.

Ye Rongrong's family makes noodles, and if there are many people in the family, they always use big pans to serve the noodles. If everyone wants to eat noodles, they take the bowls and chopsticks and scoop them out of the washbasin by themselves.

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

But after everyone took a bite of the sliced ​​noodles, they couldn't help but their eyes lit up. The taste was really delicious.

"You ate all our noodles, it's reasonable!"

Ouyang Qianqian looked at Xue Kaiqi speechlessly and said.

In terms of face, I really can't compare with Xue Kaiqi!

"Let's not talk about that, why are the noodles made by our teacher 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've ever eaten. If our teacher opens a noodle restaurant, the business will definitely be very good!"

Zhang Yang nodded and said.

Everyone often eats pasta. There are many pasta shops on the street and on the side of the road. In China, pasta is the three most important staple foods. The billions of people in China have basically eaten pasta.

The taste of pasta in different places is also different.

Zhang Yang has eaten many kinds of noodles, such as noodles with fried sauce, braised noodles, hot dry noodles, dandan noodles, sliced ​​noodles, instant noodles, etc., as well as foreign pasta, etc. Zhang Yang often eats them.

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

"Our teacher is so rich, and he is still a professor at the School of Medicine of South 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, but just looking at his big yard and the teacher's Audi Q7, Xue Kaiqi thinks that the teacher's family must have a lot of money.

It would not be so tiring to open a noodle shop to make money.

"That's right."

...

"What are you talking about?"

Ye Rongrong walked over with Nalan Hai and Ma Shaohua, just when he heard Ouyang Qianqian and the others talking about him, he asked.

"Hello teacher!"

"Teacher, we are saying that the noodles you make are so delicious, I am so full!"

"You eat the most, making everyone not full!"

Ye Rongrong looked at Xue Kaiqi with some depression and said.

You said that you are a girl, how can you eat so fast!

In the morning, Ye Rongrong made quite a lot of noodles, just wanting to show his glorious image as a teacher in front of his students. When Ye Rongrong ate noodles, he was much more refined than usual, and he didn't gobble up any more.

But I didn't expect my female student to gobble it up. A large basin of sliced ​​noodles was eaten up by everyone in three or two strokes.

It made Ye Rongrong not have enough to eat in the morning.

So Ye Rongrong decided to rescue them and take them to live in the dormitory of the "Home for the Elderly" today, and they will eat there later.

These big stomach kings, if they continue to raise themselves, when they get fat, they will lose weight. (To be continued.) 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our Reading Academy