In the kitchen, Wang Yan quickly poured the transformed flour into the noodle tank, the mountain spring water flowed in, and under the rapid stirring of the right hand, the snow-white flour was quickly beaten into dough, and in the dough bowl between the tumbling, it was quickly kneaded and beaten into the dough, and then, when the hands reached out, the dough was all beaten, the action was elegant, the strength was even, and it was not long before the soft dough became smooth as a mirror, and the whiteness revealed a springy strength. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The production of scallion pancakes is not complicated, after the dough is reconciled, it is divided into fist-sized agents by Wang Yan, after rolling it out, the boiled scallion oil is brushed some, and then, evenly smeared with a layer of chopped fresh shallots, rolled up, made into a ball of small dough, placed on a frying pan heated by oil fragrant wood, and began to slowly fry up.

The white dough cake is soft and glutinous with a faint fragrance of scallion oil, with the heating of the pan, the soft glutinous dough gradually and slowly takes shape, and the surrounding oil splashes are scattered, making a burst of sneering sounds, Wang Yan holds a flat spatula in his hand, gently pressing the part that has been formed, with the white dough foaming because of the heat, the dough in the pot began to become a little thicker, at the same time, when a burnt smell gradually diffused out, Wang Yan quickly turned it over, revealing the other side that had been fried and burned。

"Snort..."The oil flower released heat and instinct, so that the side that had just been turned over was heated, and it quickly took shape, and the fragrance was swirling, making several people outside look at it again.

In the pan, the oil flowers sneered, the skin of the large scallion pancake was golden and crispy, the golden yellow of the spots flashed with bright color, and it quickly matured under the processing of high temperature.

After frying the scallion pancakes, Wang Yan carefully packed them up and put them in the storage bag, and when the last pot was finished, the sky was about to darken.

The guests had already dispersed, and after Fang Yuan finished cleaning up before and after, the golden buttery scallion pancakes in his hands were rolled with vegetables and partridge meat, chewing heavily, eating with a mouth full of oil, and a big face full of satisfied smiles, like a hungry wolf, after killing three scallion pancake rolls and vegetables and meat in a row, Fang Cai was still full of burps, and began to clean up the kitchen with a smirk.

"By the way, starting tomorrow, the black shop will be temporarily closed for a period of time, and you will come back after the training, and during this period of time, you can also go back to Tiangang City to follow your men and horses to practice." Watching Fang Yuan diligently clean up the kitchen, Wang Yan said softly, and as his voice fell, Fang Yuan was slightly stunned, and then, shaking his head vigorously, causing the fat on his face to shake with it.

"I'll follow you, no matter how I say it, it's also a seven-fold flesh realm, and you see that I have rough skin and thick flesh, and I won't hold you back. Fang Yuan said with a smile, this time the experience will take at least two or three months, and not being able to eat the dishes cooked by Wang Yan for such a long time is a kind of torture for him, and most importantly, he said that he came to be an apprentice, but now the dishes he cooked... It was still unbearable, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the king of dark cuisine, Fang Yuan was also working this, but it was still to no avail, thinking of the poison-like effect of the dishes he had cooked after eating, Fang Yuan wanted to cry without tears.

"It's better to go back to Tiangang City, summarize what you've learned during this time, and when the time comes, I'll look for you back." Wang Yan said again in a deep groan, although it is an experience, but within the 100,000 mountains, no one knows what will happen, if some accidents really happen, he and the Tiangang City Lord can't explain, after all, the current Wang Yan is not enough to protect the people around him.

Wang Yan's voice fell, Fang Yuan's face suddenly became bitter, he was also very clear about Wang Yan's temper, so he could only nod helplessly.

"You keep these things, besides, this jar of wine can't be drunk until three days later, don't open it in advance. Seeing Fang Yuan nodding, with a wave of Wang Yan's palm, ten pieces of saqi horses and five scallion pancakes with a jar of sealed horse clover appeared on the cooking table, and after explaining to Fang Yuan, he turned around and entered the backyard.

"Three months... Let's hope time flies sooner. Fang Yuan muttered in his heart, watching Wang Yan's figure disappear in front of him, putting away the food and wine on the cooking table, and then tidying up the kitchen again.

At this moment, there are only three people left in the backyard, Ah Da Ah Er and Wang Yan, as for the two elders and Wang Hao, after eating and drinking, they went to Qingshan Town together, looking for an inn to live in, and also purchasing some necessities for training.

Night gradually fell, the sky began to darken, the remnant sun set at the same time, a full moon also rose, soft moonlight poured down, shrouded the whole earth, beside the stone table, Wang Yan sat there alone, there were no dishes on the table, but there was a jar of old wine, although it was not as good as the three cups made by Wang Yan, but it was also strong.

"Done?" Seeing Wang Yan walk out, Wang Yan raised his head, a smile appeared on his rugged face, and he dried up the old wine in the big bowl in his hand in one gulp.

"It's nothing busy, just prepare what you need to bring for the experience. Wang Yan sat down on the side, poured out some of the wine in the jar, took a sip gently, felt the spicy spicy that rushed straight to his throat, and shook his head gently.

"This wine is strong, but it is not mellow... Drink less. Wang Yan said softly, looking at Wang Yan in front of him with dark eyes, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan smiled, and after taking another sip, he nodded.

"Then you go back and brew some more, and when the time comes, I will take it back to the Yanwang Mansion and drink it slowly." Wang Yan said with a smile, making Wang Yan roll his eyes helplessly.

"Then you should continue to drink this, according to your drinking method, I can't raise it. Wang Yan said with a smile, which made Wang Yan smile as well.

"Stinky boy, you're still so buttoned up with your father. Wang Yan scolded with a smile, but he still put away the wine jar on the table.

"You should rest early, you have to get up early tomorrow, and when this experience is over, I will send you a few jars of good wine." Wang Yan opened his mouth and stood up from the stone bench, while Wang Yan nodded, and when he got up, his eyes looked at the full moon in the sky, and there was a hint of softness in the tiger's eyes...

"Yue'er... Do you see, this little one, now that he has grown up? ”