Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 679
Fortunately, the kitchen of Bingren's house is quite big, and the chopping board is longer and wider, so that these three big men can be placed in front of the chopping board together.

I saw a small sack of flour on the chopping board at this time, and a basin of clean water, with a bowl in the basin, shaking slightly on the water.

Si Jixia first used another clean porcelain bowl to scoop out six large bowls of flour from the flour bag, poured it on the chopping board in front of him, then raised his eyes to glance at Bingren and Lou Yuan who were standing opposite him.

Lou Yuan followed suit first, he weighed it a bit, and scooped five bowls of flour in front of him, when it was Bingren's turn, Bingren scooped eight bowls in one breath, almost emptying the flour bag, when he When he was about to scoop out the ninth bowl of flour, Si Jixia asked him, "Brother, are you going to roll out the dumpling dough for tomorrow?"

"..." Bing Ren looked at the hill-like flour he scooped out from the flour bag, his eyelids jumped, as if he had scooped too much, and then he just heard him snort, took the flour bag, and put one of them Overturned, poured out all the flour in the bag, and hummed, "I'm doing this for Lian Qiutong and Aman, can't I make it together?"

"Oh, it's rare that senior brother is so caring. I thank senior brother for Qiutong and Aman first, but I hope that after they eat, senior brother's toilet won't be favored too much..." Lou Yuan smiled, Bing Ren grabbed a handful of flour and sprinkled it into his mouth before he could close it, and Lou Yuan immediately ate his mouth full of flour.

"Hahaha——" Seeing Lou Yuan's face full of white flour, Bingren couldn't help laughing heartily.

Not to be outdone, Lou Yuan quickly grabbed a handful of flour and sprinkled it on Bingren's head and face, and laughed too.

But when they turned their heads, they found that Si Jixia had quietly spread the pile of flour in front of him into a small pit, and at the moment he was scooping up half a bowl of water from the copper basin and pouring it into the small pit surrounded by flour. Then pick up a pair of chopsticks and stir slowly in the puddle of flour.

Bingren immediately said anxiously: "Mountain medicine farmer, you are a villain! You know that this little boy and I can't fix this thing, but you didn't wait for us to follow you!"

"Looking at the two of you having so much fun, it looks like you should be able to meet up. If not, why would you want to play? If that's the case, there's no need for me to wait for you two." Si Jixia Smiling lightly, with a serious look and tone.

But in the eyes of Bingren and Lou Yuan, Si Jixia obviously did it on purpose!

Bingren and Lou Yuan were afraid that they would not be able to follow the steps of their boss, Ji Xia, and would not be able to make noodles, make dumplings, and make their daughters-in-law unable to eat dumplings. Someone followed Si Jixia's steps and dug a hole in each of the flour piles in front of them, and then scooped cold water into the flour hole.

Lou Yuan scooped up half a bowl of cold water, and then imitated Si Jixia's example by stirring the water in the flour pit with chopsticks, allowing the water to slowly soak into the flour, because his amount of flour was about the same as Si Jixia's, so he No need to think about it, just do it.

But Bingren can't do it here, he just poured out all the flour they left over, this... how many bowls of water should we pour?

Unable to figure out why, Bingren simply took the copper basin and wanted to pour all the water in the basin into the flour pit in front of him, but Lou Yuan quickly stopped him.

"Brother, is this kneading noodles, or should we make raw noodle soup?" Lou Yuan really wanted to help his forehead.

"Brother, your flour, three bowls of water, and three bowls of water are enough." Si Jixia also said hastily, for fear that the ice blade would drown the chopping board, so none of them would be able to make dumplings tonight, "but ..."

"But what, if you have a fart, hurry up and finish it all at once. Don't tell me there are many problems in the mountains?" Bingren said disgustedly while scooping cold water into the flour pit.

When Bingren finished adding the second bowl of water, he heard Si Jixia say slowly: "What I want to say is that because of my incomplete hands, I add some water at a time and then stir slowly. In fact, you should stir the water while adding water to let the water seep into the flour."

"..." Bingren quickly scooped out the water from the flour pit, and cursed while gnashing his teeth, "Shanye Yaonong, you are such a fucking bastard, you are the ultimate villain!"

Seeing Bingren's hurried appearance, Si Jixia smiled with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Lou Yuan is also laughing, fortunately he is not as stupid as his senior brother, it is only half a bowl of water, it is not a problem, just add water slowly later.

But that being said, this water...how should I add it?How much is appropriate?
Si Jixia kept quiet on purpose, just added water silently, stirred the chopsticks silently, without even looking at Lou Yuan and Bingren who were standing opposite him, let alone teaching them.

In this way, Lou Yuan has often suffered from Bingren's eye knife, saying that he must be the scourge of the bowl of chopped peppers and that bowl of wine just now.

In fact, Bingren was thinking exactly, Si Jixia was trying to punish them on purpose, knowing that they couldn't, so he didn't say a word to them.

Si Jixia had added enough water, and the flour had been churned into flakes. When it was time to start kneading the dough, he raised his eyes to look at the two people opposite.

I saw that Louyuan's water was added carefully, and the flour was still very dry, while Bingren added too much water, and the flour had become sticky.

However, the expressions of these two people were extremely serious, as if what they were facing was not a puddle of flour but a sea of ​​knives and fire.

"..." Si Jixia suddenly felt a headache, wondering if the dumplings made by these two people could be eaten.

Bingren's flour pile made Ji Xia couldn't bear to look directly at it, so he turned around, took out another small cloth bag of flour from the cupboard behind him, put it on the chopping board, scooped two bowls of flour and added it Around the flour pit in Bingren, he said helplessly: "Fortunately, Xiongtai's family has enough flour, otherwise Xiongtai and his wife can only watch others eat dumplings tonight."

"Hmph!" Bingren snorted unconvinced, only to hear Si Jixia added, "Brother, don't add any more water, you can start kneading the dough after stirring the water in the flour pile thoroughly."

Lou Yuan laughed at the side, "Senior brother, I told you that you mixed too much water, but you didn't believe it. Now it's really good. Senior brother can make enough dough for a few days."

"Brother Lou, don't laugh, you add too little water, and it won't knead later."

(End of this chapter)