Although Fu Yonghan has the ability to do it, but the materials are limited, and there are still things that Fu Yonghan dislikes, and there are even fewer things that can be used. Being able to make such a bowl of noodles is already the maximum limit that Fu Yonghan can do now.

Although the noodles don't smell very fragrant and the color is quite simple, it looks inexplicably appetizing. In addition, He Yu was indeed tired and hungry after a busy day, and of course she couldn't wait to put down the chopsticks for the noodles made by her daughter.

Before the noodles were eaten, He Yu knew that he still underestimated this bowl of ramen!

Although it is just the simplest clear water noodle soup, and there is no other thing mixed in the noodles, but after Fu Yonghan's hands, these two things have become different from what others make!

Especially this noodle, the noodles are kneaded just right, soft and hard and palatable, both soft and strong, and people can't tell what it tastes like!

Eating a bite of noodles and drinking a mouthful of vegetarian soup, He Yu has lived for forty years, and he has never eaten the simple but so delicious noodles that he has today!

Fu Yonghan finished the noodles slowly, but He Yu was hula and didn't pay attention to manners at all. Originally, He Yu's bowl contained a lot more noodles than Fu Yonghan, but when Fu Yonghan had only eaten more than half of it, He Yu was stunned to finish his share of noodles, and there was no noodle soup left!

After drinking the last sip of noodle soup, He Yu let out a long sigh of relief, and an extremely happy smile appeared on his face.

She looked at her empty noodle bowl, then at her daughter who was still eating noodles, and asked with some hesitation: "Hanhan, you also learned this ramen making technique in the school cafeteria?" ”

In addition to such a location, He Yu really can't think of where else her daughter can learn such a skill!

In the past, when he was in Yangzhan Village, because his family was poor and there was a lot of work in the field, Fu Yonghan had to share part of the housework in addition to going to school, and he never even fell behind in the field. However, although Fu Yonghan has been cooking since he was a child, his skills have never been so good!

In He Yu's memory, the dishes her daughter can cook seem to be the most ordinary home-cooked dishes in the farmhouse. Even stew, Fu Yonghan hasn't done it a few times.

There's no way, the mother and daughter are too poor to live, and there aren't many opportunities to eat meat, let alone stews that require a lot of meat?

However, stewed bones are relatively low-cost dishes, and Fu Yonghan ate a lot of them when he was a child.

Fu Yonghan didn't expect that before she could figure out how to explain, He Yu had already thought of a good excuse for her. She immediately nodded and said, "Yes! Our school is big and has a lot of students, from all over the country. Everyone has different tastes, and of course the things made in the canteen are also varied. I worked in the school cafeteria for two semesters, and I have played many masters, but I have learned a lot of skills! This ramen is just one of them, Mom, you wait, I will make it for you to try one by one when I have a chance in the future! ”

If you want to live a good life and eat what you want to eat, Fu Yonghan's ability must not be hidden.

But she had to have a good excuse to find a source for her skills.

Under the name of the school cafeteria, it is a good choice to reveal your skills little by little.

Anyway, as long as you can fool He Yu, the closest person to the deity, as for other outsiders, who can control so much?

He Yu looked at Fu Yonghan incredulously and said, "The master of your school cafeteria, your skills are so high?" ”

Even if He Yu was born in the countryside, she also knew that such skills were enough to go to those star-rated restaurants to be a chef, how could she condescend to a university cafeteria?!

Fu Yonghan had already thought of this, and said with a smile: "Of course not!" Although the craftsmanship of the masters is good, it is not so good. Otherwise, everyone wouldn't be disgusted with the bad taste of the food in the cafeteria, and they would always run outside to buy food! The masters I mentioned are all people who came to the school temporarily to train the canteen masters before, and they have real skills! In addition, your daughter is smart and studious, hasn't she learned a lot? ”

Hearing that Fu Yonghan made a rare joke, He Yu was relieved, and laughed, and glanced at his daughter with disgust: "You, we can just say this in private, but we can't go outside to say it." Otherwise, people don't know how to laugh at you! ”

Fu Yonghan grinned: "Mom, don't worry!" Is your daughter such a blind person? ”

The mother and daughter talked and laughed, Fu Yonghan quickly finished eating her noodles and washed all the pots and bowls.

After everything was cleaned up, He Yu was ready to start chopping the stuffing.

Seeing He Yu put on a posture, Fu Yonghan thought about the ordinary taste of the buns made by He Yu in his memory, and hurriedly said, "Mom, didn't I tell you that I will also make buns?" You can rest well today, just leave this stuffing matter to me! ”

After seeing Fu Yonghanlu's two hands, He Yu also knew that her daughter was not what she remembered in Yangzhan Village. Thinking of the steamed buns and ramen noodles made by Fu Yonghan, He Yu has to admit that at least in terms of pastry, his craftsmanship is far inferior to his daughter!

Thinking about it like this, He Yu was also curious.

I don't know what my daughter's skills are at making steamed buns?

He Yu simply gave up the position in front of the board: "Okay, mom will be lazy today, and I will call you again!" ”

Seeing that he didn't have to bother talking more, Fu Yonghan was also relieved.

She was already wearing an apron, so she didn't need to solve it at this time, she washed her hands directly, walked over, and took out the pork that He Yu had bought.

He Yu is a sincere person, although her steamed bun stall is only a small business, but she has never thought of buying the leftovers from the pork stall that no one wants to make steamed buns.

The pork He Yu bought back turned out to be authentic pork belly!

The pork belly should be a little fatter, and the steamed buns are juicy and oily, but not as greasy as the buns made from inferior meat. It is a home-cooked steamed bun, and there are more pork belly choices.

Fu Yonghan was barely satisfied with this meat.

Just think about the current price of pork, and then think about the price of the buns sold by He Yu, Fu Yonghan will know why she can't make much money!

Fu Yonghan sighed in his heart, divided the pork into pieces, held two kitchen knives, and slaughtered it neatly.

He Yu sat on the side and watched.

Why did she think that chopping meat should have been a rude thing, but why was her daughter so attractive when she did it?

It's as if it's not a rough job, but something extraordinary.