Although Fu was pregnant with twins, she had no morning sickness during pregnancy, and her appetite was good, she was afraid that she would be too fat to give birth when she was born, so she ate less and more meals and moved more every day.

Activities, when I go back to my mother's house or my grandmother's house, I walk back and forth in the courtyard.

Eat, use this as an excuse, and start teaching okara to make all kinds of food.

Teaching and teaching her that it is better to learn more than to learn well, her mother is good at making snacks and cooking, maybe she will have to rely on this to make money in the future, even if she teaches Yuan Hai, she knows that it is not good to grab business with her mother when she orders a modern menu.

Besides, the bean dregs may not be able to learn, so it is better to only learn, learn well, and lay the foundation for the century-old store of future generations.

Isn't he called the head of Dou, then he should be the originator of the mountain, the first generation of the head.

Thinking of this, I feel sorry, it would be nice if my cousin Fu Boss wore it with her, the brother and sister opened a ramen restaurant, Fu Boss once learned, she could pull fourteen buttons, and she could only pull six buttons.

I don't know about other histories, but she knows a little bit about ramen, and it's also thanks to Boss Fu, and I've heard him say it countless times.

This will thank him for saying it countless times, so I am impressed.

Ramen, also called dragon beard noodles and silver silk noodles, I don't dare to call them dragon beard noodles here, but I think it's good to call them silver silk noodles.

To make ramen, the main thing is noodles, and the noodles here are probably not good, they are too rough to pull up. The scumbag father in his previous life once said that the noodles he ate when he was a child were divided into eight or five sides and seven or five noodles.

Fu Xishi asked strangely what this is called, and the scumbag said that there is a difference between grinding seventy-five catties of wheat out of one hundred catties and grinding out eighty-five catties, and it would be better if it was sixty or zero noodles, fine and white, and it was best to make some dim sum.

Then she had to grind the flour finer first.

Let the bean dregs grind the noodles, now there is a donkey, no need for him to grind in circles, I heard that the daughter-in-law is going to make him a new food, although I feel sorry for the daughter-in-law, but also drooling, diligent work.

Fu used to move his mouth to command, grind the noodles, let the bean dregs and noodles, mix with water and salt, mix the noodles, knead repeatedly, wake up for a while, knead again, and continue to wake up.

If the noodle soup is boiled with beef bones, it is beef ramen, but unfortunately it is difficult to buy beef bones in ancient times, and the cost of another one is also high.

Fu used to think, a small place, with high-cost materials, how many bowls can be sold a day when the price is expensive? Just like she sells tofu, the price is the same as other houses, and there are more and more repeat customers who are delicious, if the fat mother-in-law made it before, it is similar to other houses, and the nearby neighbors don't want to go far and come to buy it. Those who are farther away will not go to the mill alley to buy.

But now it's different, and some customers are people who live in other areas and come to buy. It has to be the same price, and someone else chooses the good taste.

It's the same with making snacks.

When I thought about it, Yangchun noodles are not too troublesome, boil some lard, fry in scallion oil, if there is monosodium glutamate to extract freshness, it would be better, exclusive.

I'll ponder this in a few days, and I'll make the silver silk spring noodles first before I can talk about anything else.

Put a little lard in the hot pot, fry the fragrance with cinnamon, take out the cinnamon with a colander, then put in the green onion and ginger and stir-fry, put some wine and soy sauce, a little sugar to taste, add appropriate salt, pour into the water and boil in a large bowl.

The okara is good to look at, and you have to pay attention to the past. The daughter-in-law made food for him with her stomach, and she was moved, he had to learn to make it himself when his daughter-in-law wanted to eat it.

Fu Xishi held his stomach and boiled the soup into a thick bowl, and began to ramen.

I saw that she kneaded the awakened dough again and then kneaded it into long strips, shook both ends of her hands slightly, and then kneaded it into long strips, stretched it open, rolled it up, and rolled it up again, and after a few buckles, she put the dough on her hand on a flour-sprinkled board and shook it, and then stretched the dough with both hands, shaking while stretching.

The bean dregs couldn't take their eyes off it, opened their mouths wide, and were too surprised, the pulled noodles were so fine, and the most important thing was that they didn't break a few sticks.

It's amazing.

After the noodles are cooked, put them up, add some noodle soup, put a few blanched vegetables in advance, and then add two tablespoons of the freshly boiled soup.

"You bring it to your grandmother, I'll pull it again, give it to your father and your mother, and then we'll eat it again."

The okara walked away quickly, and Fu Xishi continued to start, and when she and the okara were ready, she finally went to the dinner table, and saw that they had all finished their noodles.

The bean dregs took a bite and said, "It's delicious, I've never eaten such a delicious noodle soup." Xiao Xi said: This is called silver silk spring noodles. ”

Dou Quanzhu nodded frequently and said: "No wonder that sentence: a cup of soup cake is messy, and the silk is like a wisp of hosta." I now know what silver filigree soup cakes look like. ”

Fu Xi was puzzled, and the bean dregs explained to her on the side, "This is a poem written by a person, and the soup cake is noodles, a bowl of noodles like silver threads." “

Fu Xi rolled his eyes in his heart, why didn't the ancients talk well.

After snorting and eating, he said, "When I learn how to make it, grandmother, don't you see, Xiaoxi's dough is amazing, a few times, a bowl of noodles is ready." ”

Fu Xi laughed twice: "It's not powerful, it's not powerful, I'm a woman, I'm boring, Brother Scumbag has learned, then you can make dozens of bowls and hundreds of bowls a day." ”

The bean dregs smiled: "Why am I stretching such a bowl?" Our family of five, even if each person eats two bowls, that is, ten bowls, where do dozens of bowls come from. ”

Dou Chen looked at his grandson helplessly, Dou Quanzhu wanted to laugh, Dou Baoshi sank his face and said: "Eat one meal a day, eat again every few days, how can you eat every day?" I saw that a lot of wheat was grinding that bit of noodles, can it not be delicious? ”

The bean dregs nodded and said, "Yes, the ground noodles are fine and white, no wonder they are delicious." ”

Dou Quanzhu ignored the two of them, and said to Fu Xishi: "Silver silk Yangchun noodles, this name is good, you want to let the bean dregs sell noodles?" ”

Fu Xishi nodded and said: "That's right, Brother Scumbag said that he wanted to make more money, I thought about it for a long time, and came up with this idea, let's find a shop that specializes in all kinds of noodle soup, and it can also be sold in the tofu shop." ”

The bean dregs sighed and said, "Let me make noodles?" ”

Fu Xishi glared: "No? Do you want me to make noodles with my stomach up? ”

The bean dregs hurriedly said: "I do what I do." ”

"Don't look reluctant, I can tell you, it's not for the sake of you being the child's father, I won't teach you, my unique job is to find a restaurant to teach others, others can be desperate, I can sell at least ten taels of silver, don't sell it, I go to work, and I can't earn silver? Do you have to do it? ”

Doubao's eyes lit up, kicked his son, and said to his daughter-in-law: "I'm energetic, it's definitely okay to roll a hundred bowls a day, I'll learn with bean dregs." ”

The bean dregs hurriedly said: "Mother, you are old, it is a manual work, you rest, this is my business with Xiaoxi." ”

He was afraid that his mother would learn to teach Doulian when the time came, and he would have to be scolded to death by Xiaoxi.

Dou Chen said to Dou Bao: "You make some soles for me, and I have to make shoes for my great-grandson." “

Doubao was silent, in fact, she wanted to learn, not to leave it to her daughter, but to feel sorry for her son, thinking that she would be able to help her son more, and look at the recent tiredness of her son, she said that she didn't care, but she was still distressed.

But recently, my mother-in-law always asked her to make the soles, and the whole family made two pairs of soles, which will be done again.

Doubao would rather make tofu than do needlework, stay in the house and panic, it is better to sell tofu in front of you to talk to people, and you can also go out to hang out.

Now she is always left in the backyard, so boring.

After eating, she quickly got up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, washed the dishes, then cleaned up the kitchen, and then fed the donkeys.

After grinding for a long time, I went back to the house to make the soles.