Four Hundred and Thirty-Eight 1 Good Appetite

Hearing the movement downstairs, Han Qingye pouted, and secretly slandered, can the world find someone who is less picky than a stinky girl?

Still have the face to say that they are not picky eaters?

Don't be afraid to lose heart!

Of course, Han Qixuan and the others also felt the same way. People who vomited black out after eating fish, how could they say that they are not picky eaters?

"Then let me cook the noodles. It's easy to cook. Grandpa, do you want to have fried noodles or tomato and egg noodles?" Han Qixuan asked.

"What's so good about fried noodles?" Han Qingye frowned, just hearing the name, his old man lost his appetite.

"How about eating tomato and egg noodles?" Han Qixuan asked again.

Han Qingye's brows furrowed even tighter: "Don't eat, sour teeth!"

"Then what do you want to eat, old man?"

Han Qixuan burst into tears, God, she will cook these two noodles with all her heart's content.

Han Qingye suddenly remembered the cold noodles he had eaten in Xinquan Village before. It was also a hot day. The stinky girl made cold noodles and put them in the spring water for a while, then took them out and mixed them with spicy oil to eat, ouch!

That taste is so good, he ate three bowls in one go!

It's a pity that after returning to Nanping, I have never eaten such delicious cold noodles again. Others make it, always feel a little worse.

"I want to eat cold noodles!" Han Qingye said quietly.

Han Qixuan was dumbfounded, and Ai Ai said, "Grandpa, I don't know how to make cold noodles!"

Han Qili whispered, "Grandpa, can I buy a bowl of cold noodles for you to go to the restaurant?"

"No, the cold noodles made by the restaurant are not delicious." Han Qingye suddenly turned into a child and was not easy to serve at all.

Han Qiqin couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted, "Grandpa, the eldest sister can't make it. You don't like what the second sister bought, so what do you say?"

Han Qingye looked at Shen Jiao, who was pretending to be dumb, and his teeth were itchy!

Smelly girl, dead girl, the old man made it so obvious, and he was still pretending to be dead there!

Shen Jiao had already received the plaintive look in an old man's eyes, and secretly laughed, but pretended not to understand, and huddled on the sofa motionless.

Who let this old man find Brother Han after five days!

And let the bad woman Jin Yuqin stay in the Han family, disgusting brother Han!

snort!

I'm so greedy you old fool!

Although his mouth was overflowing with saliva, the old man still insisted, not to say the words to let Shen Jiao make cold noodles, he is a powerful general, how could he bow his head for a bowl of cold noodles.

Or to a stinky yellow-haired girl!

Definitely don't bow your head!

Li Yunhao reluctantly looked at the stalemate between the old and the young. The head of his family is really getting older and younger!

"Jiaojiao, Uncle Li suddenly wants to eat the cold noodles you made. I'd like to trouble you, how about you?"

Li Yunhao's face is what Shen Jiao wants to give, and since he is Han Qixiu's grandfather, it's enough to hang up his appetite, but he can't do it too much.

"Uncle Li, you're too polite, it's just a bowl of cold noodles, it's hard work, I'll do it!"

After Shen Jiao finished speaking, she went into the kitchen, tied her bib, and was about to start making cold noodles. Li Yunhao breathed a sigh of relief and said to Han Qingye, "Sir, the cold noodles will be ready to eat right away."

Han Qingye glared and shouted, "I don't want to eat in a hurry, you want to eat it yourself!"

"Yes, yes, it's what I want to eat, I'll wait for you to eat some!" Li Yunhao teased him deliberately.

"Humph!"

His answer was a high-pitched snort!

Shen Jiao shook her head with a smile, Han Qingye's stinky temper was getting worse and worse, and thanks to Li Yunhao's good temper, if he wanted to change his temper, he had already choked up with this old man!

She searched for the ingredients in the Han family's kitchen,

There is meat in the refrigerator, as well as cucumbers, bean sprouts, fungus, carrots, peanuts, etc. Although the materials are a little less, it can barely make it!

She was really too lazy to do it, so she let Han Qixuan cook the vermicelli, two or three kilograms, rinsed it with cold water after cooking, put it under the fan to cool it, and stirred it with chopsticks from time to time to prevent it from sticking together.

Then let Handoff cut all the ingredients into thin shreds, chop the meat into puree, and prepare all the seasonings. Then turn on the gas, fry the peanuts first, then fry the meat sauce and put it away. On one side, then blanch the carrot fungus and bean sprouts with water and set aside to cool.

The last step is to prepare the red oil and chili peppers. The vinegar, peanut oil, sugar, Chinese peppercorns, and chili peppers are boiled together to make the red oil and chili peppers.

Han Qixuan and the others looked at Shen Jiao swiftly and swiftly taking the spoon.

Most importantly -

Why are people cooking so good-looking!

Just like painting, the cooked things are also like paintings. They are so beautiful that they are so beautiful. Like them, the cooked noodles are all mushy, where can you see them!

"People who are good-looking are taking advantage. Cooking noodles is like dancing. Unlike me, cooking is all about swinging a hoe!"

Han Qixuan sighed softly and was deeply struck.

Han Qiqin didn't care, what she cared more about was whether the food Shen Jiao cooked was delicious!

Shen Jiao took a plate of cold noodles, poured some red oil and spicy pepper, and then took chopsticks, cucumber shreds, carrot shreds, fungus shreds and other materials, red, green, green, black and white, and sprinkled a spoonful of peeled and crushed golden cans. of peanuts.

Add a few drops of sesame oil, stir with chopsticks, and a bowl of fragrant and refreshing cold noodles is ready!

And it's a bowl of cold noodles like a work of art!

"Qili, take out these two bowls of noodles!"

Shen Jiao mixed another plate and let Han Qili take it out. She also mixed a small plate, leaving the rest alone, leaving Han Qixuan and the others to mix and eat. No more fumes from the kitchen.

Outside, Han Qingye was holding the plate and devoured it. Hula was a big mouthful. There was sweat on his nose and sweat on his body. It was really cool!

"Delicious, Yun Hao, let's make another plate!"

Han Qingye finished making a plate of noodles in two and three, and urged Li Yunhao to mix another plate. His old man will have a good time today!

Li Yunhao also ate comfortably all over his body. He didn't need Han Qingye's urging. He grabbed the plate and went to the kitchen to mix it. He grabbed two plates from the mouths of the wolves.

"The chief eats first. Qi Xuan is already cooking noodles, so she will have it soon."

Han Qingye rushed into the kitchen with a plate and shouted, "Cook more!"

"I know, the noodles are all cooked!"

Han Qixuan's roar came out, the old man smiled with satisfaction, lowered his head and slowly tasted the cold noodles, he is a refined man, how could he be like Li Yunhao who hasn't eaten in eight hundred years!

Li Yunhao pouted, you must have eaten faster than him just now!

The corner of Shen Jiao's mouth twitched. She remembered that there were about ten kilograms of vermicelli in the kitchen cabinet. She cooked nearly four kilograms just now, and the rest was all boiled. What is the concept of boiling six kilograms of dried noodles?

Are they going to eat three meals a day as one meal?

Facts have proved that Shen Jiao thought too much. After Han Shihui and his wife came back from get off work, their family ate the six kilograms of dried noodles, including two meals of red oil chili peppers and vegetables that Shen Jiao specially prepared.

Not a drop of chili is left!

The whole family ate so full and full of burps, including Mr. Han Qingye!