Live: The leisurely life of a rural dad

Chapter 189 Affirmation
Zhang Wei put the dustpan on the ground. He carefully looked at the dough maker in front of him. He stroked his chin with a curious hand, and his eyes changed from doubt to admiration.

"Brother Chen, didn't you buy this dough maker? I've never seen a dough maker like this in the market, and all of your things seem to be handmade!"

Zhang Wei's head suddenly lit up. This noodle maker must have been made by Brother Chen Jing himself, right?

He couldn't believe it, so he walked out of the dough maker's house and asked Chen Jing.

Zhang Wei kept looking at the kitchen.

Before Chen Jing could answer, Ke Ke smiled and said, "Uncle Zhang Wei has good eyesight. My dad made the dough maker. My dad has been making this thing for a whole week!"

At that time, he was in the same mind as Uncle Zhang Wei. He had never seen Dadbi making a dough maker, and she looked at it curiously for a long time.

But I never understood it.

She didn't understand what was going on until Dad finished making the dough maker and demonstrated it to her himself.

She instantly felt that her father was really amazing, not only could he make a wheelchair, but he could also make such a powerful thing.

The little girl admired her daddy more and more. After hearing this, Zhang Wei's eyes suddenly widened.

Staring at Coco in disbelief.

Said: "What you said is true, did Brother Chen really do it?"

"Of course my dad did it."

Coco responded with great pride.

At this time, Zhang Wei lost his composure for an instant, walking back and forth with trembling hands.

Brother Chen, brother Chen, you are really talented.

This can also be done by you.

Oh my God!

What kind of talent did I meet?

Excited heart, trembling hands.

Zhang Wei couldn't express his excitement, so he should put it into action at this time, and see what Chen Jingge made.

After a series of operations, Zhang Wei was incomparably amazed.

In his memory, the old-fashioned noodle machine not only needs to be beaten once, but also needs to be beaten many times to make fine noodles.

Under his observation, there are three grades.

First gear, second gear and third gear, from coarse to fine.

"Zhang Wei, don't make the noodles too delicate. We are going to make steamed buns. If they are a little rougher, the taste will be more fragrant."

In terms of making steamed buns, if the flour is too fine, the steamed buns will have a bitter taste, so the flour should be coarser.

After Chen Jing's request was finished.

Zhang Wei responded readily: "No problem."

He himself was born in the countryside, these things are common sense, of course he knows.

So Zhang Wei only went through it twice, and then he produced rough flour that he thought was pretty good.

The strong corn fragrance, he took a deep breath, it was fragrant.

It was far more fragrant than the cornmeal he had ever smelled, and it was mouth-watering.

"Coco bring the bag, let's pack it."

"Okay, uncle!"

Coco brought a small bag, and Zhang Wei poured corn flour into the bag.

This fragrance has been filling his nose, it is really too fragrant.

The things in Brother Chen's house are all good things.

One big and one small came out of the house of the dough maker.

Zhang Wei walked to the kitchen with his things.

"Brother Chen, how about taking a good look at my skills?"

When Chen Jing was free, he glanced at the flour in the bag.

"good."

Chen Jing affirmed it.

(End of this chapter)