"It smells so good!"

Ling Yi rubbed her head, "When Dad and Big Brother come back, we can start eating." ”

"I smell the fragrance from afar, what did my sister do today?" Ling Feng sniffed here and looked there.

"It's time to eat," Ling Yu shouted happily.

Ling Feng helped bring the chicken out, he couldn't help but swallow when he looked at the chicken that was full of color and flavor, his stomach was already upset.

Ling Yu also did his best to take the dishes and chopsticks and put them in the hall.

After tasting it, everyone praised it, and the family finished dinner happily and went to rest.

The next day, Ling Feng's father and son went to build a school early in the morning, and Ling Yi slept until he woke up naturally.

After the offal is processed, she plans to make a chicken offal noodles.

Scoop out a big bowl of semolina from the jar, reconcile, and while it was fermenting, Ling Yi called his sister to burn the pot.

Poor little Ling Yu was half-asleep and half-awake when she was pulled by her own sister to cook the pot, her hair was not combed, and her little head was little by little.

Ling Yi couldn't help but apologize a little to her sister, this time it really can't be burned, next time she will definitely do it! If it doesn't work next time, she will still call her sister, and she will not say it.

Ling Yi took out the soul of Sichuan cuisine - pickled chili pepper from the jar.

Cut the pickled pepper into sections, and the dried peppers are also cut into two sections.

Add shredded ginger, Sichuan pepper, dried chili pepper and pickled chili pepper to the pan to stir-fry until fragrant, scoop in a spoonful of bean paste, and the eye is a pleasing red.

The fragrance that belonged to the bean paste emanated, Ling Yu couldn't help but sniff and sneeze again: "Ahh ”

Then add the garlic slices, and then add the chicken offal with the cutters.

After frying, add monosodium glutamate, sprinkle a handful of shallots, and the pickled pepper chicken offal is ready.

Ling Yi couldn't help but taste it, the crispy county liver, the sour taste of pickled peppers, and the spicy taste of dried chili peppers were all integrated into it, making people feel their appetites open as soon as they ate it.

Support!

Ling Yi sighed, and then narcissistically said: It is worthy of me.

Put the chicken offal in a bowl and start processing the noodles.

Ling Yi sprinkled some coarse dry flour on the cutting board, kneaded the dough into a strip, cut it into pieces, rolled it out with a rolling pin, she tried to tear it into boxy pieces, then cut it into slender strips, sprinkled some flour, and the noodles were ready.

Ling Yi washed the pot and added water, and the water boiled into the noodles for her and Ling Yu, and her mother was not at home, so she didn't make hers.

After the water in the pot boiled for the first time, she added some cold water to the pot, and after the second time the water boiled, she added another handful of vegetables.

After blanching the greens, she scooped them up, put them on top of the noodles, and then added two large spoons of chicken offal, and she added a spoonful of pickled pepper chicken offal when she felt that it was not enough for her to eat.

After Ling Yu put out the fire, he followed Sister A to the hall with his noodles.

There was a sound of "suck, suck".

Ling Yu couldn't wait to stir the noodles well, and took a big chopstick to taste it, the entrance was a chewy noodle, and the sour and spicy pickled pepper flavor echoed in her mouth, she only felt that the barren words were not enough to describe the deliciousness of this bowl of noodles.

It seems that I have to make my own chili noodles another day, this chili oil is not fragrant, Ling Yi thought to himself.

If it's chili oil boiled by yourself, this taste, not to mention how fragrant it is.

If you want to make your own chili noodles, you have to go to the town to ask the iron master to make a sand helmet, which is the kind of can-shaped, wide at the top of the house, and equipped with a big iron rod, the top is columnar, and the bottom is round, she was lucky enough to see her do it when she was at her grandmother's house in modern times, and she will see it at a glance, so simple, there is nothing she won't do!

Ling Yi is entangled and doesn't want to go to town, it's like someone asks you to go out, and then you promise but don't want to go, and then your friend misses the appointment, but you breathe a sigh of relief, happy and don't have to go out, probably this is a modern otaku.

Ling Yi finished eating, cleaned up, looked at the eggs he had just bought yesterday, and pondered......

She had an immature idea, if she could make it happen......