The golden noodle nest came out of the pot, and Hu Jingyun was the first to run over and pick up the first one and bite it.

Fu Ning: "Beware of the heat." ”

For the sake of deliciousness, what is the scalding, Hu Jingyun squeaked and ate.

"It's delicious," Hu Jingyun praised vaguely, "It's flexible and layered, it's so delicious." It's better than ever! ”

Zhao Shuang knew that Hu Jingyun's mouth was born tricky, she didn't have her own judgment of delicious value, but she could accurately eat the difference in delicious value.

Hu Jingyun said that if there is a sense of hierarchy, it must be there.

Zhao Shuang picked up one and tasted it, and it was really the icing on the cake.

Fu Ning smiled: "I finally know that the sense of hierarchy is not in the technique, but in the tool." ”

Saying that, he let Zhao Shuang see the spoon he was holding, the spoon that was specially broken, when the spoon was serving the noodles, the noodles were tied into many parts, and the soft dough was put into the pot, and then folded up, and when it was closed, it was fried at high temperatures, and it instantly formed a layer.

Zhao Shuang nodded: "That's good, we can finally leave Xushui City." ”

Li Guanghalo, who had just come over, heard Zhao Shuang say that he was leaving, and immediately said: "How good is Xushui City, now there is a drought everywhere, and I heard from the merchants that some places can't even drink water, why don't the benefactors wait for the drought to pass before leaving?" ”

The main reason is that she suddenly can't eat breakfast at the frost and snow shop, and she is not very comfortable.

Zhao Shuang said: "We still have something to do, we can't always stay here." Let's hit the road tomorrow. ”

Li Guang pondered for a long time, and suddenly said: "Benefactor, you said that you want to accept me as an apprentice, is it too late for me to agree now?" ”

Zhao Shuang said unexpectedly: "Why did you figure it out again?" ”

Li Guanghalo said with a smile: "Obviously, selling rice is better than fortune-telling to make money, senior brother, the people who eat are lined up." If I can learn, do I still use the streets to pull people to tell fortunes? ”

So, she has been red-eyed for a long time.

Zhao Shuang said: "Okay, we'll apprentice after I finish eating this noodle nest, tomorrow we will go on the road, I'm afraid I won't be able to teach you anything tonight." ”

Li Guang said: "Wherever Master goes, we will serve wherever we go." ”

Three teachings and nine streams, the apprentice of the fortune teller witch has a better mouth.

In the afternoon of the same day, Hu Jingyun invited the landlord to vacate the room, and the breakfast business was not done.

The husband and wife of the husband-and-wife shop saw that their neighbors had quit the rent, and they were quietly celebrating in the store, when Fu Ning came to knock on the door.

The husband looked vigilant and said, "What's the matter with you?" ”

Fu Ning said lightly: "My master asked me to come over and tell you the skills we have summarized during this time to make noodle nests." ”

"Ha......" The husband and wife were stunned for a moment, unable to believe what Fu Ning said.

After a while did his wife speak, "Why do you want to teach us?" ”

"I don't know." Fu Ning said coldly, "I said, you should remember carefully. ”

The husband and wife still couldn't believe it, but Fu Ning had already begun to talk at his own pace, and he told the husband and wife the method he summarized and the method Zhao Shuang pointed out without reservation, and turned around and left after speaking.

The husband and wife were stunned for a long time.

"Why did he tell us?"

"We didn't give them any help when they were making breakfast next to them!"

"Maybe the method he told us is simply to make the dough nest unpalatable, which will make it difficult for us to do business in the future."

"Why would he do this? Maybe the method we were told was really a good way? ”

The husband and wife were skeptical, but because they refused to believe it, most of the methods and skills that Fu Ning said did not listen to them.

In the days that followed, the husband and wife slowly tried the methods they remembered, and found that the noodles they made were getting better and better, and then they regretted not listening to the little brother at the beginning.