Dough rolling, to some extent, can be called the most technically difficult unique job in the face case.

Not only will it be used in making noodles, but the technique of rolling noodles can also be used to make a variety of dim sum, such as oil cakes, silver silk rolls, panxiang cakes and other difficult dim sums that require the blessing of dough rolling technology, which is an indispensable process.

The naïve Jiang Feng thought that it was very easy to watch Cao Guixiang rolling noodles in her memory, but the slender noodles were born from her hands in a few minutes, so she felt that rolling noodles should only be a little more difficult than hand-rolling noodles, and she could get started after studying hard for a while.

But in fact, dough rolling is one of the most basic skills, for Jiang Feng, an orthodox red case chef with zero experience in white cases, learning dough rolling as soon as he gets started is undoubtedly self-defeating, from entry to soil.

In fact, Jiang Jianguo taught Jiang Feng according to the teaching policy from entry to soil.

As a good uncle who cares for his nephew, Jiang Jianguo doesn't want to ruin Jiang Feng's prosperity, after all, this spirit of willingness to learn is worth encouraging. But on the other hand, as the eldest son who was disliked by the old man, the existence who was beaten the most when he was a child by the old man on weekdays, if he really led Jiang Feng astray like this, and brought the hope of the Jiang family's future from the red case to the white case, the old man would have to pull out his skin.

Don't look at the old man who is eighty years old now, when he goes out to take the bus and the subway, someone will take the initiative to give him a seat, and he will still be alive and well when he picks up his son. Although the strength may not be as good as before, with the addition of decades of rich experience, the effect is not inferior to that when he was young.

When Wu Minqi came home from a day's work, he saw Jiang Fengzheng lying on the sofa watching TV with a ruthless face, revealing a sense of waste wood that I want to be tired to death, let me salt the fish.

"How was it today, did you go to the hospital, did you go to the pharmacy? I didn't hear from you. Wu Minqi said, putting things on the sofa.

Jiang Feng then remembered that Wu Minqi had told him before he left that he would send her a WeChat message to inform him before he went to the hospital, but he forgot all about it after eating dog food in Zhang Chu's memory.

"Kiki, I'm so sorry, I forgot. I went to the community hospital next door this morning, and the doctor prescribed me medicine and said there was nothing wrong with me and told me to go home and lie on my stomach. Jiang Feng said.

"You've been lying like this for a day?"

"No, I've been downstairs to learn how to stretch noodles with my uncle, and I just came back and lay on my stomach. Jiang Feng said, his eyes staring at the TV.

"Rolling noodles?" Wu Minqi, who is also a chef of the red case, thought for a while before reacting to what was happening when rolling noodles, "It's very difficult to roll noodles, how did you learn today?"

What do you think......

Probably ......

Start with noodles.

"Add water, add salt water first, use two hands, force, the basin is not allowed to leave dry noodles, force!"

"Hard, use a little more force, knead hard, add some water, and just keep kneading, until the hands, noodles, and basins are three light. ”

"You can't do this noodle, re-knead, remember to have three lights, which three lights do you remember? hand light, face light, basin light!"

"Force, use some force! How can you do this little strength, you see that you still have dry noodles at the bottom of your pelvis that have not been kneaded, Xiaofeng, what is wrong with you today? Why is your strength so small today?"

"This won't work, come again!"

Although I took the medicine, it was just an ordinary Western medicine, and it was not an immortal medicine, and the effect was not so fast. Due to the burning pain from behind him that was difficult to ignore when kneading the dough caused by the sequelae of eating spicy food, Jiang Feng could not exert all his strength when kneading the dough, and he was embarrassed to tell the uncle that he was unable to use his strength because of the temporary discomfort of an indescribable part, so he could only stiffen his head and noodles, and one harmony was a day.

That's right, Jiang Feng met for a day, and he didn't even start to learn walking, so he was coaxed back by Jiang Jianguo to rest.

This is also the reason why when Wu Minqi came back, he saw Jiang Feng lying on the sofa with a look of me almost exhausted.

As for why the expression is loveless, it is thanks to Ji Yue.

After rubbing his face for a day, Jiang Feng felt that his body and mind had been greatly damaged, and decided to lie on the sofa and watch the sand sculpture idol drama to relax. Ji Yue is an absolute expert in sand sculpture idol dramas, and under Ji Yue's affectionate recommendation, Jiang Feng chose a certain country's annual masterpiece that cannot be found on online TV and can only be watched by mobile phone projection - "XX's Falling Leaves"!

So there was the scene that Wu Minqi saw when she returned home.

“luoha，&￥@%&*......”

After discovering that the voice on the TV was not Chinese, not English, not Japanese or even Korean, Wu Minqi's attention was finally attracted to the TV.

"What kind of drama is this?" Wu Minqi sat down with great interest to watch the drama with Jiang Feng, she hadn't watched much TV series recently.

Jiang Feng thought for a moment and organized the language: "A... Revenge drama ......"

"What are you talking about?"

"The male protagonist's mother was indirectly killed by his own father.,After he changed sex, he became the female protagonist and returned to China for revenge.。 Jiang Feng said.

Wu Minqi: ???

"It's revenge now, isn't it?"

"Count...... yes, it's supposed to be revenge on her aunt. ”

Wu Minqi: ???

"Auntie, so how do you get revenge now?"

"Well, well, for now, she's in a relationship with her uncle. ”

Wu Minqi: ???

？？？

Taking a photo of her current expression can be used as an emoji directly, and she doesn't even need to add others to understand the meaning of this emoji when she asks.

Wu Minqi's eyes changed when he looked at Jiang Feng.

My boyfriend is so good.

I didn't expect that.

"It's not like this, this drama has been very popular recently, it's not what I want to watch, it's recommended to me by Ji Yue. Jiang Feng hurriedly explained, "I'm also bored on my stomach and don't know what to do, I will never watch this kind of drama usually!"

Seeing Jiang Feng like this, Wu Minqi didn't tease him anymore, and said with a smile: "I know that Ji Yue recommended it to you, and I watched it with her at noon today." ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Feng: ???

My Kiki is actually so good?!

"The plot is actually average, but the male and female protagonists are okay. Wu Minqi commented pertinently, "But then again, why do you suddenly want to learn to make dough?"

"I came back from the community hospital today and ordered a jajanjang-myeon at the noodle shop downstairs. Jiang Feng said.

"The noodle restaurant downstairs? Ah Neng noodle restaurant? Their noodles are average, Aunt Wang has eaten them. Wu Minqi said.

"It's not ordinary, it's unpalatable. Jiang Feng looked back on the past, "Then I suddenly realized that I had only eaten fried noodles twice since I arrived in Beiping, and each time the food was not authentic, and it was even a little unpalatable." ”

Wu Minqi looked at him quietly, waiting for him to continue.

"Senior Chen Mengxing, do you remember? The one who graduated from our chess club this year, the senior of the law department who didn't come to the last dinner. When I first arrived in Beiping, I asked him where the most authentic and delicious fried noodles were in Beiping, and he told me that the outside were the same, only the most authentic and delicious ones made at home. Because jajangmyeon is the taste of home, and the jajangmyeon in everyone's memory is the taste made by relatives at home from snacks to adulthood, so no matter how delicious the jajangmyeon made in the restaurant outside is, it is not as authentic as the one at home, and it is not the taste of love that they want to eat. Jiang Feng said slowly.

"So I want to learn, I want to make my own, make it for you to eat, and make the most authentic jajangmyeon by myself. ”

Wu Minqi smiled, shyly smiling, biting her lip, her eyebrows and eyes crooked, flashing with tears.

"Then let's learn together, and I'll make it for you when the time comes." ”

"Good. ”

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