Chapter 117 Burning Noodles

Molan cut off a vermicelli hard. It felt too dead and not crispy enough.

"Isn't this vermicelli dried in the shade? Isn't it sun-dried?" Mo Lan asked Xue Lingfeng with vermicelli.

Xue Lingfeng looked at her seriously, nodded and said, "After it's done, it's not good. It's dry in the house and hasn't been exposed to the sun. Can you see it?"

"I can't see it, and it's impossible for anyone to see it. Just fold it like this. The vermicelli is not crispy enough, the time to make it is not enough, the powder is not delicate enough, and the color is not good enough. It must not taste as good as my family." What did Molan say?

"Can't you? Lanlan, you know it's not as good as yours without even tasting it?" The little fat man didn't seem to believe it.

"Anyway, the meal is not ready now. Why don't we go to the experiment?" Molan asked them for their opinions. Now that he told them the method, he hoped that they would do their best.

"All right, let's go." The little fat man liked novel things best. Hearing Molan, he immediately got off the stool and ran to Molan's side.

"Go, pick up those things and give us a hug in the inner room." Molan pointed to the things on the kang and supported the little fat man.

"No way, how can I hold it! I'm going to call Mr. Xue to hug. He is drinking water with the driver in another room. The little fat man howled. How did he do this?

"If you don't hug, don't shout, I'll hug myself." Molan curled her mouth and walked to the pile of things.

"Don't hug, you are a girl, how can you move? Fifth brother, come and help me. How can I move alone!" The little fat man grabbed Molan and then looked at the pile of things like Xue Lingfeng for help.

Xue Lingfeng didn't look at him at all and walked forward.

Molan pinched the two grids of vermicelli and folded a few of them. Looking at the little fat man holding something with a sad face, he was still muttering something like that he would not be saved.

She covered her mouth and smiled secretly. She was just joking with the little fat man. She really hugged him when she thought of him.

Molan went out of the door. I saw Xue Lingfeng standing alone in the yard. His back was very straight, but there was some loneliness in his uprightness.

Molan led the two to the stove. Wang and Qiu Liu, who were busy working in it, saw the Qin and hurriedly stood up and hurriedly said hello to them.

"You girl, too. Why did you bring Mr. Xue here? Look, it's messy here." After talking about his daughter, Qiu hurriedly said to Xue Lingfeng and Xue Linglei, "Mr. Xue, you'd better sit in the front. Look, there is not even a place to sit here.

"It doesn't matter." Xue Lingfeng said coldly.

Both Qiu and Liu were a little panicked, but they clearly remembered the way Xue Lingfeng ordered people to beat Cui that day, although they said they would not offend him. But I'm still afraid to face him.

"Mom, it's okay. Just stand there. You and your aunt put these things away first. This is the New Year's gift given to our family by Mr. Xue, and there are still some in the house. Remember to ask Brother Dajun to get it later.

Molan didn't care. Her kitchen was cleaned up neatly and cleanly. The chopping board and the pot table did not look dirty, and even the rag was washed after a while. Unlike many people, the rags are black.

"This, that's not good. How can we accept Mr. Xue's New Year's gift? Qiu muttered in a low voice.

"Go ahead, you go and put things away." Wang was calm and ordered his two daughters-in-law.

"Mom?" Qiu shouted doubtfully, and Wang nodded to her, and then she went with Liu.

"Thank you, Mr. Xue." Wang thanked the two of them.

Xue Lingfeng nodded. The little fat man smiled and said to Wang, "Mo's grandma. You're welcome. We eat here every day. When it comes to the New Year's Day, it means that it should be. Leave us alone. We are here to see Lanlan's performance.

Watch your granddaughter's performance? Wang looked up at his granddaughter.

Molan glanced at the little fat man and said, "I'm not a magician."

Everyone was happy to see her appearance, and Qin thought to herself: I didn't expect Lanlan to speak so casually in front of the Mr. Xue family. It seems that their relationship is still good.

Molan burned the vermicelli in his hand at the fire in the furnace. With a "thorn", the vermicelli flashed sparks, and then became a white dragon.

Molan burned another one, and then handed the two to the little fat man with a big mouth and Xue Lingfeng with an expressionless face.

"Try it." Molan said to the two.

"So you can eat it? It's so fun. No wonder you always like to stay in the back kitchen. So it's so fun. Give it to me, I'll burn the roots, too. The little fat man was very excited and asked Molan for the vermicelli in his hand.

Molan gave him one and told him, "You should move quickly, don't burn your hands."

"I'm not a child who can burn my hands. This is too underestimated by me." The little fat man muttered, walked to the furnace with vermicelli, and burned to the fire.

"Ouch. It's burnt." The little fat man pulled it out a little late, and the vermicelli had been burned black.

"Give me another one." The little fat man didn't play enough and came to ask Molan for it again.

"Try it first, and we'll play later." Molan turned him over, and the child's playful mind was big.

Xue Lingfeng had chewed the vermicelli at this time. He thought it was okay to eat, but he would not play like a little fat man.

"It's okay. It's a little crispy. I didn't expect that vermicelli could be eaten like this. I'll cook more when I get home. The little fat man also took two bites and thought it was okay.

Molan went to cut off two of her own vermicelli again, burned them and handed them to the two of them.

Xue Lingfeng took another bite. Yes, the homemade food is not as crispy as hers, and the taste is not as good as hers. It seems that she is telling the truth.

"You see, the color of the vermicelli in my house is cleaner than what you made. This is because we have poured it many times and poured out all the dirty things inside, so the powder is white and delicate. You must make it a few more times next time, so that you won't be able to eat such vermicelli. It's better to make it in March or September. At that time, the vermicelli can be dried during the day, frozen at night, and dry well. Molan didn't hide his privacy and said what they needed to improve.

After listening, Xue Lingfeng nodded to him gently to express his gratitude.

"What is this stew? It smells so good. Can I have a look?" The little fat man smelled the stewed fish and wanted to go and open the pot to have a look.

"Don't lift it. There is stewed fish, and there are tacos on it. If you lift the cake and it leaks, it won't be cooked." Molan hurried forward and grabbed him.

"Don't worry, I won't open it. This is for us to eat, right?" The little fat man smelled the fragrance and didn't fast.

"No, we eat at home. You can sit in front of us." After saying that, Molan kicked him out.

"Well, let's go ahead. You go with us, or I'm afraid you will steal our fish and cakes." What the little fat man said made Qiu and Liu, who had just come in, stunned. What the young master said really made people laugh and cry.

"Well, let's go. Who is as greedy as you? Mother, remember to leave me some fish and cakes when I get out of the pot. I want to eat it, too. After saying that, Molan walked forward.

The little fat man was still laughing after listening to her first sentence. After listening to the second half of the sentence, he almost staggered. As soon as he said that he was greedy, he turned his head and asked her mother to keep it for her. Isn't he as greedy as him?

The smile in Xue Lingfeng's eyes also flashed. He nodded to the people in the stove and stepped out.

When the two brothers of the Xue family sat down in the house, Xue Linglei pointed to the stool and said, "Lan Lan, you can also sit if there are no outsiders now."

"Well, I'll sit on the kang. Is this mutton?" Molan sat on the kang and asked, pointing to the half of the sheep.

"Wow, you even know mutton. Someone before sent five heads of mutton to our house, and several rooms were divided into one. This was only from my aunt's room. The fifth brother brought half of the mutton here today. My mother in our room didn't allow it, so I brought you some cakes and cloth. Look at me." The little fat man asked for credit.

" OK, wait for you to make a mutton pot for you next time." Molan remembered the instant-boiled mutton. Unfortunately, the seasoning is not complete and the side dishes are not complete, but the pickled cabbage pot mutton is also delicious. Just use the pickled cabbage pot.

"Good, good, but we couldn't get out before the New Year. There were a lot of things to do before the New Year. Let's estimate it next year. I'm afraid the pot won't be eaten until next year. The little fat man lowered his head a little. I guess he has been locked up at home for more than a month. It's really boring.

"It's okay. I'll make it for you when you come." Molan comforted the little fat man.

When the two of them finished eating the fish and cakes and drank some steaming sauerkraut soup, the little fat man took a long breath and had a good meal here. Unlike the rules everywhere in the house, everyone's face is not in line with each other, which is very dull.

As soon as the two got up and arrived at the door, they saw Qiu Dajun leading several people over. The leader was Xue Lingyun.

"Fifth brother, why are you here, Xiao Shi? Is this after eating and leaving? Xue Lingyun hurried forward a few steps and greeted the two of them. The princes behind him also hurried forward to say hello. Obviously, his status was not as high as that of the Xue family.

"Um." Xue Lingfeng nodded and said favorly.

"Yes, Brother Seven, no wonder we can't find you. It turns out that you are with Mr. Liu and others. We have finished eating. Let's go. Take your time." The little fat man said a big sentence.

"Ha ha, I have nothing to do in the house, so I'm going to enjoy the scenery with them. Let's go back together." Xue Lingyun's smile was still extremely gentle and full of great lethality.

"Shut down, the fifth brother has to go out, and I also have to go to the teacher's class. Brother Seven, take your time to eat. Let's go first." The little fat man explained.

"Go first." Xue Lingfeng said something and then walked away.

"These five princes are still so cold." The princes sighed.

"Ha ha, my fifth brother is like this, and it's the same in the house. Let's go. Let's go into the house. Xue Lingyun looked at the back of the fifth brother, and then went into the inner room with everyone.

The table in the inner room has been cleaned up, and only Qiu Dajun is carrying half of the sheep outside.

Xue Lingyun's eyes narrowed, and the fifth brother actually sent the sheep over! Is this him?

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