four and a half year old farm family pet

Chapter 609 This is wheat flour

Butcher Yuan couldn't help but said angrily: "Little girl, don't be so mean. I know that you have made great achievements in rescuing the city. Even His Highness the Crown Prince looks down upon you.

But you can't say that to us, right? Do you mind sharing a bowl with us?
Haha, are we those lowly beggars?Do you want you to give food to live on? "

Yuan Bao has seen a lot of dramas that confuse right and wrong in the village. Butcher Yuan and his family have made it clear that they want moral kidnapping. Do you really think she is afraid?

“Beggars are not despicable, but you who stretch out your hands to eat free food and live like moths are particularly despicable and disgusting.

Your sons and daughters are still around, so it's best not to be so messy, lest your sons and daughters imitate the same example and become rogues when they grow up. "

Seeing that Butcher Yuan was so angry that he wanted to use his hands, Yuan Bao was not in the mood to roll out the dough, so he simply kneaded out the dough one by one and made finger noodles, while kneading it he said:
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. His Highness the Crown Prince is here to take charge. He is young and prone to impulsiveness. He might be unhappy and tie your whole family to the execution platform in the vegetable market and behead them as a warning to others."

Butcher Yuan's family understood Yuan Bao's words, and their expressions became even uglier.

"You damn girl, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart. You are so coquettish at such a young age, but you actually know how to seduce the prince..."

"Bang!" Yuan Bao picked up the rolling pin on the table and smashed it into the face of Butcher Yuan's wife, directly breaking the bridge of her nose. "Be careful, slandering and framing noble people will kill the nine tribes!"

"..." The woman covered her nose, looked at Yuan Bao resentfully, and wanted to curse something.

But Butcher Yuan had already heard the words "kill the nine tribes" and his legs were weak. He dragged his wife and children angrily, "I have the support of the prince. If we don't take the victims seriously, what's the point of staying here? Let's go." !”

"Get out of here quickly, so as not to be an eyesore." Lian Xichao said.

Butcher Yuan's family just left the tent. Yuan Bao asked his senior brother to help him boil the fire and boil water, and then went into the tent. After a while, he came out with a handful of green spring onions in his hand.

Lian Xi was surprised: "Junior sister, where did you get these green onions?"

"Gifted by the victims. The houses collapsed, but the vegetable fields were not damaged. To thank me, those people specially gave me some vegetables and seasonings." In fact, the ingots were planted in the God of Fortune Mansion. Hehe, after the Mansion of Fortune Mansion was upgraded, , the space is very large, except for planting potatoes, yams and ginger.

In front of the library, an acre of land was opened. Yuanbao sprinkled a few vegetable seasoning seeds in it and asked Yinzi to take care of it. Basically, he could harvest the vegetables once a day and pile them in the space, while keeping the freshness. The function can be convenient.

Not only are the spring onions grown in the space, but the flour used to make finger noodles is also high-quality wheat flour produced in the space!
Yuan Bao washed the green onions, cut them into finely chopped green onions with a dagger. When the water in the pot boiled, he put in the finger noodles and cooked them. Then he added salt and boiled them, and filled up bowls of finger noodles.

Sprinkle a pinch of chopped green onion on top, which makes it full of color and flavor.

"Dinner is ready, senior brother, go and call the master and the others over."

Yuan Bao brought his fingers into the tent, and not long after, Hua Weiwei, Tantai Lianhua, and Qingyuan also came over.

A group of people were sitting at the table eating pasta. In the past, Tantai Lianhua would not have looked at such strangely shaped finger surfaces.

But now that he has experienced the hardships of life, he can eat overnight steamed buns, not to mention freshly baked, fragrant finger noodles.

Tantai Lianhua took two or three bites of the finger noodles with a spoon and couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Yuanbao, this finger noodles is so fragrant. It turns out that the flour can be so smooth. After returning to the palace, I will make it available in the imperial kitchen every day. Make a bowl of them all!”

"I'm afraid the imperial dining room can't be made." Yuan Bao poured a basin of cold water on him.

"Why?"

Yuan Bao said while eating: "My finger noodles are made of wheat flour. Nowadays, all that is available is flour ground from barley. The texture is not as smooth as wheat flour. Even if the finger noodles are made, the taste will not be the same." I made it so well! Little egg yolk, you have never tasted really delicious finger noodles. If you have lard on hand, add half a spoonful of it to it, it will taste better."

Unfortunately, she had everything in her space except lard made from suet, so she had to make do with vegetable oil.

(End of this chapter)