Traveling through the bright moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 70 Big Bowl of Wide Noodles (please recommend, please collect)

Lu Ming, who returned to the Jiangnan Pavilion, first put the kitchen utensils in an empty room, then unpacked and cleaned all the kitchen utensils, then Lu Ming started kneading the dough.

Lu Ming was afraid that his own strength would make the noodles too hard to eat, so he controlled his own strength and kneaded the noodles slowly.

After kneading the dough, Lu Ming covered the dough with a damp cloth. After 10 minutes, Lu Ming started kneading the dough again. After kneading for a while, he continued to cover it with a damp cloth.

Repeated about three or four times, when Lu Ming covered the dough with a damp cloth for the last time, he heard Zhao Qingcheng calling himself in the bedroom, "Husband, hubby, are you alright, I'm about to starve to death !"

Lu Ming washed his hands and came to the bedroom where Zhao Qingcheng was.

Seeing Lu Ming coming in, Zhao Qingcheng's eyes lit up and said, "Husband, is your face ready?"

Lu Ming smiled and said, "Another hour will be fine."

Zhao Qingcheng's face collapsed, "Huh? Another hour? I'm so hungry that I'm about to pass out."

Lu Ming smiled and said, "This is your own request, you can't go back on your word."

Zhao Qingcheng snorted, "But I didn't expect it to take so long!"

Lu Ming comforted: "Hey, ah, it will be fine soon!"

Zhao Qingcheng said suddenly: "Honey, can I go over there and watch you cook?"

Lu Ming asked, "What's the matter? Why do you suddenly want to watch me cook? There is a lot of oily smoke there, so you should not go there."

Zhao Qingcheng said coquettishly: "I just want to see how you cook, and when I learn how to cook, I can cook it for you."

Lu Ming nodded Zhao Qingcheng's nose, "It's not in vain for me to cook for you. Let's go, I'll take you there."

Lu Ming carried Zhao Qingcheng to the empty room that was temporarily used as a kitchen.

Zhao Qingcheng wrinkled his nose and sniffed it, and said coquettishly, "Honey, you lied to me, how can there be oily smoke here?"

Lu Ming explained: "It will be there in a while, you see how I pull out a big bowl of wide noodles."

Zhao Qingcheng nodded.

Lu Ming put the rested dough on the chopping board, pressed the dough into dough cakes with a rolling pin, and cut the dough dough into strips with a knife.

Oil the surface of the long noodles with a brush, then cover the surface with plastic wrap and let it rest for 20 minutes.

During the period, Lu Ming made a small cold dish for Zhao Qingcheng with carrots and some other vegetables. Zhao Qingcheng tasted it, and it was very delicious.

After the noodles woke up, Lu Ming slowly stretched the noodles wide and long with his hands, and then threw them into the boiling water pot next to him.

When the noodles were almost cooked, Lu Ming threw the prepared greens into the pot, scalded them and took them out of the pot together with the noodles.

When he scooped the noodles into the bowl, Zhao Qingcheng's stomach had been rumbling for a long time.Seeing that Lu Ming scooped up the noodles into the bowl, his eyes lit up and he asked, "Are you ready? Are you ready to eat?"

Lu Ming laughed and said, "Little Greedy Cat, you have to wait a while."

Zhao Qingcheng grimaced, "We still have to wait!"

Lu Ming said, "It will be fine soon."

As he spoke, he sprinkled minced green onion and minced garlic on his face, and then asked Zhao Qingcheng, "Can you eat spicy food?"

Zhao Qingcheng thought for a while, "I can only eat a little bit."

Lu Ming understood, "Got it."

Then Lu Ming sprinkled a pinch of chili powder and salt on the face.

Finally, pour hot oil on top, and a large bowl of fragrant lasagna is ready.

As soon as the hot oil was poured on it, a burst of fragrance burst out, and the glutton in Zhao Qingcheng's stomach was immediately hooked out.

She shouted eagerly: "Quick, quick, I want to eat."

Lu Ming brought the noodles to Zhao Qingcheng. Zhao Qingcheng picked up the chopsticks and was about to eat it. Lu Ming stopped Zhao Qingcheng and said, "Wait a minute, there is still one soul ingredient left."

After saying that, Lu Ming went to get something, Zhao Qingcheng quickly mixed the noodles, then picked up a noodle and put it in his mouth.

"Ah, it's delicious." Zhao Qingcheng made an indistinct sound, but he didn't stop eating the noodles.

When Lu Ming came over with something, he found that the bowl of noodles had been eaten by nearly half.

Lu Ming couldn't laugh or cry, picked up the things in his hands and said, "How can I eat noodles without vinegar?"

Then he forcibly removed Zhao Qingcheng's head from the bowl, and put a little vinegar into the bowl.

Zhao Qingcheng's angry face because he was pushed away from his rice bowl immediately lost his anger when he smelled the scent of vinegar. After mixing the noodles well, he picked up another noodle and put it in his mouth.

Immediately, Zhao Qingcheng's eyes widened, and the taste was completely different from the previous one, but the same delicious.

Seeing that Zhao Qingcheng's food was delicious, Lu Ming also cooked a bowl for himself. After the hot oil was poured down, Lu Ming picked up the bowl, picked up a large chopstick, opened his mouth wide, sucked it, half-cut the noodles, and went in into Lu Ming's mouth.

Lu Ming exerted some force on his upper and lower jaws, and the noodles were bitten off.

After chewing a few mouthfuls, Lu Ming swallowed.

"It's really delicious, it seems that I have a talent for cooking!"

Lu Ming, who was about to take his second bite, realized that he had forgotten to add vinegar to the noodles.

Lu Ming glanced at the vinegar in embarrassment, and then at the half-mouthed noodles. With a cruel heart, he swallowed the half-section in one gulp, chewed a few times, and swallowed the noodles into his stomach.

At this time, Lu Ming picked up the vinegar in his hand and poured some vinegar into the bowl.

After mixing the noodles evenly, Lu Ming took another bite. Sure enough, the taste was completely different from the one just now. A little vinegar made a bowl of noodles have two flavors, which is really worth the money.

After Zhao Qingcheng ate all the noodles in the bowl, he licked the corner of his mouth and smiled at Lu Ming: "Husband, do you have any more noodles?"

Lu Ming glanced at the noodles on the chopping board, nodded, "Yes, wait for a while, I'll give you another bowl after I finish this bowl."

Lu Ming picked up the noodles in the bowl next to his mouth, ate them all in two bites, then turned around and stood in front of the chopping board to pull the noodles.

The noodles were put into the pot one by one, and what Zhao Qingcheng saw was pleasing to the eye, whether it was noodles or Lu Ming.

After the noodles in the pot are cooked for a while, they can be taken out.

After Lu Ming scooped up a bowl for Zhao Qingcheng, he scooped up all the rest into his own bowl. The sound of hot oil being poured on the surface made Zhao Qingcheng salivate involuntarily.

Picking up the bowl, Zhao Qingcheng and the two began to eat.

After the meal, Lu Ming hugged Zhao Qingcheng and lay on the sofa.Neither of them wanted to move anymore.

Zhao Qingcheng lay in Lu Ming's arms and asked, "Husband, where did you learn this big bowl of wide noodles? Why are they so delicious?"

Lu Ming explained: "I learned it from a singer who sang."

Zhao Qingcheng wondered: "Don't lie to me, how could a singer make such delicious food!"

Lu Ming smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, I can't help it, but I really learned the big bowl of wide noodles from a singer."

Zhao Qingcheng was full of disbelief, but looked at Lu Ming's swearing expression and became somewhat suspicious.

(End of this chapter)