The early morning breeze blows the curtains over the windowsill, and the wind chimes hanging from the windowsill beams make a crisp sound. The quilt on the bed let out a few seductive murmurs, squirming a few times to support a human figure, and the quilt covering the head slipped down to reveal a touch of brilliant blonde hair, reflected in the warm morning light.

Erina Nagikiri, who was sleeping in the spring of Begonia, was half-dreamed and half-awake by the cool breeze of Fujian winter into the collar of her pajamas, and hurriedly pulled the quilt with the fragrance of the sun to wrap her delicate body, and then turned her head down to want to sleep back. Rubbed a few times on the pillow, greedily inhaling the crop fragrance emitted by the pillow.

The smell of dried rice husks and buckwheat husks is really good, and the aroma of rice and wheat is very pleasant. Wait a minute! I seem to have forgotten something.

Rice fragrance?

Mai Xiang?

Erina Nagikiri, who reacted, was completely sleepy, and hurriedly lifted the cold wind poured into the quilt to make her shiver when she was only wearing this light pajamas, but she still turned over and got out of bed against the cold wind, today is the birthday of the two elders, although he is an outsider, since he has come to celebrate his birthday, he can't get up later than the elders.

The messy hair was combed a few times casually and tied into a ponytail with the rubber band when the halberd was eaten, and after washing, he just applied some protective and nourishing moisturizing cream and lipstick, and the perfect face looked even brighter, Erina Nagi looked at herself in the dressing mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

Plaid skirt over lacquered socks, waist jacket, a windbreaker is enough to withstand the cold winter in Fujian, put on a pair of women's sneakers, clean up the parked Nagi Erina left the room and floated downstairs.

As soon as I arrived at the kitchen door on the second floor, I heard the sound of sticks hitting the table from inside, and Jiang Yunfeng sternly reprimanded: "Kneading dough is the foundation!" A dough can best show your strength, and the dough like you will be cut out of the noodles and scattered in the pot, and in the end you can only get a bowl of paste. No way!! Do it all over again!! ”

Fortunately, only two bowls of longevity noodles need to be made, and the villagers are rich in making twenty bowls of flour, Fu Hua pouted, threw the remnants of dough in his hand aside, picked up the basin and poured out a pile of dry flour.

"Are you going to make dumplings with so much dough?" Erina Nagikiri asked as she walked into the kitchen and looked at the pile of thin or dry dough.

"Ah~ Morning, eldest lady, the squad leader, as the eldest grandson, is independently completing tonight's main event, and instead of his father, who is the eldest son, he will send a bowl of longevity noodles to his grandparents." Jiang Yunfeng, who was sitting on the side with a rolling pin and a stern master's posture, replied.

Erina Nagi pinched the dough that could not be formed in the end after being stuck in water and adding more water, and shook her head helplessly and said, "It's just a bowl of ramen, you can help Fu Hua finish it." ”

"No, this is a Hakka tradition, and it must be done by the eldest son or grandson himself, otherwise it will be regarded as disrespectful to the elders. All I can do is guide me, and if I help, it will break the rules. ”

During the short conversation between the two, Fu Hua destroyed a piece of flour again, still unable to form. There is not much flour left in the basin, looking at the amount, it is just enough to make two bowls of longevity noodles, Fu Hua hugged his head in pain, and Jiang Yunfeng also covered his face and sighed.

Erina Nagikiri couldn't stand it anymore, and proposed, "Since it is difficult for Fu Hua to master the ratio of water to noodles, why don't you want to make noodles without using water?" Your mind isn't just a decoration, is it? ”

"How is that possible! I'm much more powerful than Zhuge Kongming, who invented steamed buns! Jiang Yunfeng patted his chest and replied.

Erina Nagikiri smiled disdainfully, "There is no evidence for what you say, but you will prove it to me!" ”

"Miss, you invite Zhuge Kongming here, and I will compete with him in person to see who is more powerful."

Erina Nagikiri was laughed at angrily, and said, "Inviting Mr. Kong Ming to come to Yuanyue, no matter how strong his strength is, he doesn't have great powers, but it's still very simple to send you to see him, do you want to try it?" ”

"No need, why bother with his old man's house?" Jiang Yunfeng, who recognized it, tapped his head lightly with a rolling pin, searching for all the noodle making methods that he could think of in his mind, and according to the direction pointed out by Erina Nagikiri, a noodle with auspicious meanings emerged.

Throwing away the rolling pin in his hand, Jiang Yunfeng said excitedly: "I thought of it, there is a way to make the dough easy to form without water, and the taste of the finished product is chewy and delicious, but the production method is a little cumbersome and laborious." ”

"It's okay, I'm still very confident in terms of strength." Fu Hua patted his biceps.

"Okay, squad leader, I'll teach you to make green pineapple noodles that mean 'pine and cypress Changchun', dig a hole in the flour pile first, and then mix the noodles with egg whites, remember! Be sure to use egg whites. After Jiang Yunfeng instructed Fu Hua to take some precautions, he ran downstairs to ask for a handful of spinach from the busy master downstairs.

Fold it back and stuff it into a blender, add an appropriate amount of water, and whip repeatedly until all the fibers of the spinach are broken up into a bowl of green vegetable juice. Fu Hua also happened to pour the separated egg whites into the noodle pile.

"Put a pinch of salt and rub it in." Jiang Yunfeng helped control the amount of spinach juice, and then made a demonstration with both hands.

Fu Hua followed the demonstration and gathered the dry flour from both sides to the middle, and after a few reciprocating strokes, the dry flour absorbed the egg whites and spinach juice into a lot of tiny flocculents.

Jiang Yunfeng made up some spinach juice and said, "Squad leader, the ratio of water and noodles is in place, and whether it can be formed or not depends on your hands." ”

The first few failures were not for nothing, although Fu Hua did not knead a qualified dough, but he had already kneaded the technique by heart. Soon the scattered dough was gathered by her and kneaded into a pale green dough, but the dough felt rough and hard.

"Yes, the next time is the most important time to test the strength of the maker's arm, the dough has to be beaten and pressed repeatedly, and the dough is rolled flat and wide with a rolling pin."

In the process of making noodles, Fu Hua's strong arm strength was vividly displayed, and Yongchun's inch fist skills were even used in the process of fighting, and every delicate little fist made the desk squeak like a rapid collapse. The powerful penetrating power made Jiang Yunfeng panic when he looked at it, and he was afraid that her two fingers of thick wooden tabletop would penetrate it, and the dough that had only begun to emerge after her hard work fell to the ground and there was nothing.

"Good! Alright, alright. The gloss and brightness have reached the standard, now use a rolling pin. ”

Fu Hua took the rolling pin handed by Jiang Yunfeng, first rolled out the dough that had become emerald green, patted it with dry flour and wrapped it around the rolling pin, rolled it up, and pushed it on the table together with the rolling pin.

During this period, the dough area was expanded after three pushes, and finally became a piece of dough with a length of nearly one meter and a flexible and smooth texture like green satin.

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