Chapter 1249 (1/2)

When Yuanzhou came downstairs after washing, there was still water vapor in his hair, and the time was only ten minutes away.

Wearing a linen colored modified short sleeved Hanfu, with dark hair and water vapor, he stood up briefly. The whole person looked very energetic.

”Order rice and noodles in the evening.” Yuan Zhou took out the sun dried noodles he usually made and directly began to cook in the pot.

Because the dog can't eat hot food, Yuan Zhou quickly cooked it and iced it under the big bowl with ice water, so as to cool it as soon as possible.

”Wait ten minutes.” Yuanzhou arranged the bowl, then opened the partition and opened the door.

Open the front door so that Wuhai can come in easily. Wuhai can't go through the kitchen through the back door and then go to the front hall for dinner.

The ice water soon lowered the temperature of the noodle soup. Yuanzhou picked up only the warm noodle soup, opened the wall view door of cherry shrimp and went to the yard of the tavern.

First put the bowl on the stone table to one side, and Yuan Zhou opened the back door to let the noodle soup and rice in for dinner.

Yes, because today's cooking is noodles, these two can only come in for dinner, but it's nothing if they're not open today.

After evenly distributed in their respective bowls, Yuan Zhou said, ”eat slowly. I'll make my own dinner.”

”Wang Wu.” The rice was very excited to eat with his head down. He just took time to sob as an answer.

And the noodle soup is much simpler, the head is not raised, and the food is very happy.

”Noodle soup, you should learn from your daughter-in-law.” Yuan Zhou couldn't help saying.

Until Yuan Zhou finished this sentence, the noodle soup raised the dog's face with noodles in its mouth, looked at Yuan Zhou, and then continued to eat noodles with its head down.

”You're great, you eat.” Yuan Zhou chuckled and turned away.

”I still had noodles with scallion oil for dinner. I suddenly wanted to eat it.” Yuan Zhou thought as he went back to the kitchen.

Yuanzhou suddenly didn't want to eat noodles in clear soup, but noodles with scallion oil.

”It's just that the scallion oil has been boiled. Just knead the noodles and cook them.” Thinking about the taste of scallion oil noodles, Yuan Zhou involuntarily accelerated his pace.

Some things can't be eaten fresh. For example, persimmons need to be cooked to taste good, and so is scallion oil. Although the taste of scallion oil just boiled smells very fragrant, the noodles are a little worse.

If it can be stored for a week, the fragrance will be more mature in the sealed bottle, and the fragrance will completely penetrate into each drop of oil. After opening, it doesn't smell so fragrant, but when mixing noodles, you will find that the noodles are more fragrant.

There are many kinds of noodles mixed with scallion oil. Generally speaking, this is a signature food of magic capital, but what Yuan Zhou wants to do is not so authentic. He makes home-made noodles mixed with scallion oil.

The so-called homely version, Yuanzhou this time is intended to play at will.

Yes, play at will.

The traditional magic capital scallion oil noodles use fine noodles, while Yuanzhou plans to roll noodles with hand made noodles, which will be slightly thicker than it.

Yuanzhou scooped out the flour, which was similar to the process of making clear soup noodles in the early stage. Only when the noodles were cut, Yuanzhou cut the noodles half thinner than the clear soup noodles, cut a pile, sprinkle dry powder and knead a pile.

Until the noodles become round strips of the same size and thickness.

When the noodles were ready, Yuanzhou began to boil water and prepare noodles. At this time, it was only five minutes from seven o'clock.

What about the water for their noodles when they just boiled noodle soup and rice? Naturally, they were fed to them together.

Because as long as you cook noodles for two, Yuanzhou puts less water. When Wuhai enters the door, the water just boils.

”It seems that I came at the right time.” Wuhai watched Yuan Zhou put the thin noodles into the pot and was very happy to sit in the middle of the long arc table.