"Husband, come out quickly, I've got the snowman ready, come and take a look." ”

As soon as Ye Rongrong made a bowl of "wine and eggs" and brought it to the house in the front yard, he heard Liu Jingqing calling himself loudly outside the courtyard.

Walking out of the yard, he saw that his wife had already made a appearance on the little snowball, which made Ye Rongrong feel funny that Liu Jingqing actually used a carrot as a nose for the snowman and stuck it on the snowball, which looked a little funny.

"It seems that there are eyes and hands missing. ”

After Ye Rongrong looked at it carefully a few times, he put forward his own opinion.

"Wait for me. ”

After Liu Jingqing thought about it, he ran to the yard, and soon Liu Jingqing took out two big red dates from the house and put them on the small snowball, and soon the eyes and nose of the snowman were there, and some people looked like people.

"Yes, yes, it would be perfect with a broomstick. ”

Ye Rongrong picked up the broom placed on the side of the courtyard wall and inserted it into the big snowball, acting as a small hand, so that the snowman looked more presentable.

"Husband, take a picture of me and the snowman. Liu Jingqing looked at the fruits of his labor, not to mention how happy he was, and wanted to take a photo with the snowman.

Seeing that his wife was so excited, Ye Rongrong was also happy to take more than a dozen photos of her in a row.

"Wife, are you cold?"

Ye Rongrong saw that his woman's little face was red from the cold, and asked with some distress.

"It's a little bit, but it's really fun. ”

Liu Jingqing is still very excited, this is the first time that Liu Jingqing has grown so big and built a snowman with his man, Liu Jingqing feels very happy and sweet.

Although the body is a little cold, the heart is warm.

"My husband's 'wine and eggs' are getting cold, let's go into the house and eat it, you can warm your body, if you catch a cold, your husband will feel distressed." Ye Rongrong hugged Liu Jingqing, whose face was red and fluttering, and said.

Ye Rongrong walked to the courtyard with Liu Jingqing in his arms......

"Husband, the 'wine and eggs' you made are so delicious, and after eating, my body is warm and a little drunk. After a bowl of "wine and eggs" was down, Liu Jingqing felt warm and comfortable.

"Hehe, there's a lot of rice wine in it, although the degree is not high, but it's also quite intoxicating, if you want to sleep, you can sleep. Looking at Liu Jingqing, who was blushing after eating the "wine and eggs", Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

"Well, husband, I want to eat noodles at noon, is it okay?" Liu Jingqing was also a little sleepy and wanted to go to the house to sleep.

"No problem, go to bed, and when your husband makes the noodles, I'll tell you to get up and eat the noodles." Ye Rongrong touched his woman's little face with some love and said.

……

In the kitchen, Ye Rongrong took out half a bag of flour from the cupboard, these flours were bought from the town a few days ago, after all, the weather is cold now, sometimes I don't want to buy vegetables, cook vegetables, and cook so troublesomely, so I bought some flour and made pasta to eat at any time.

I took out a cutting board, poured in a small half bag of flour, then put the flour bag away, and took a small bowl of water. Put the small bowl on the table not far from the board, so that Ye Rongrong can reach it with his hand.

Ye Rongrong washed his hands, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to start making peace.

Ye Rongrong put his hand on the board, stretched out one hand from the middle of the flour, gently pushed, divided the flour into two small piles, and then turned his wrist to form a circle in the middle of the flour.

Then Ye Rongrong slapped heavily on the table, controlled his strength, shook out the water in the bowl, and let it accurately fall into the circle drawn in the flour pile, without spilling out half a minute, Ye Rongrong's hand luck turned back and forth in the water a few times, and a Tai Chi pattern was clearly displayed on the water, and it disappeared after a few seconds.

Ye Rongrong smiled, it seems that his system is really good to pass on his Tai Chi to make noodles, and when he makes noodles, the taste should be very good.

There is water and noodles, then prepare to make noodles, Ye Rongrong flew on the board with both hands, kneaded the dough around, and finally formed a spherical shape, let this spherical dough rotate back and forth in his hands, the dough turned faster and faster in Ye Rongrong's hands, and finally Ye Rongrong divided his hands and shook his hands.

He let the dough fly high on its own, and when it was almost close to the ceiling, the force disappeared, and it fell heavily from the sky, smashing accurately in the middle of the board.

When Ye Rongrong saw that the dough was as high as his head, he stretched out his right hand, and caught up with the dough first, unloading and twisting the falling force, and then pushed the dough onto the board, so that it could continue to run at high speed on the board, but it couldn't get out of the range of the board.

Ye Rongrong nodded with satisfaction, turned around and took out the pork sold yesterday from the refrigerator, Ye Rongrong was going to use this pork to make the filling.

This time, Ye Rongrong seemed to be addicted to playing, and the meat was not easy to cut, so he played tricks.

Ye Rongrong put the meat flat on the knife surface, the muscles of the arm holding the knife were stretched, and the wrist was lightly raised, and the piece of meat was shaken into the air, Ye Rongrong stared at the piece of meat without saying a word, as if he was his mortal enemy, the meat kept flipping in the air, Ye Rongrong held the knife in his right hand, looking for the most suitable angle for the knife.

Suddenly, Ye Rongrong took out the knife, brushed a few white lights flashed, as if lightning in the dark suddenly cut through the sky, and saw that the piece of meat in the air suddenly disintegrated in the air, turning into dozens of small squares of uniform size, Ye Rongrong casually nailed the knife to the board, picked up the plate that had been prepared, and caught the fallen piece of meat.

Then turn on the stove, put the pot in place, put the meat pieces and various spices in turn, and turn the heat to the minimum, this kind of marinade is best simmered over low heat, so that the various flavors can be best mixed and matched, which is called flavoring.

"Hehe, it's time for you to rest after turning around for so long. ”

Seeing that the dough was still spinning in circles, Ye Rongrong smiled, stepped forward, stretched out his hand and slapped the dough fiercely, directly bursting the dough, breaking it apart, and a few pieces were knocked out of the board and flew towards the ground.

Ye Rongrong had already prepared, and he was not in a hurry to catch those pieces of dough, because he had already calculated his strength, god-level cooking skills and grandmaster-level Tai Chi, if this little thing was not done well, Ye Rongrong could wipe a rope and hang himself.

Ye Rongrong took the pieces of dough in his hand, first kneaded it into a long dough stick, and then kept beating it and stretched it continuously, and it stopped after beating it several times in a row, although the dough was already very strong after being rotated for so long and made into noodles, but Ye Rongrong still thought he was not perfect, so he beat it a few times.

"Well, this should be about the same, such noodles just add a little salt and no seasoning, and that's also a delicacy." ”

Ye Rongrong looked at the noodles in his hand and said with a sigh, this is not bragging, this is a fact, what is a god-level cooking skill, a god-level skill is the existence of turning decay into a legend, and the skill is close to the Tao.

With a history of 5,000 years in China, there are many cuisines, but there are only a handful of people who have practiced their cooking skills to the grandmaster level.