Listening to the exclamations of his mother and Haiyue, Song Yu smiled sweetly and explained what the staple food was.

This made both Haiyan feel strange: "Is there such food in the world? ”

Song Yu nodded: "Yes, I have also improved my cultivation, and when I entered the palace of the God of Songs, I knew that there was such food." ”

To add credibility, she also smiled: "In order to learn how to make pasta, I ate a lot while learning from the God of Songs Palace." ”

Sure enough, hearing her say this, the light in Haiyan and Haiyue's eyes became brighter.

Haiyan even stretched out her hand to hold her daughter in the house, and said proudly: "My family is very good, and I can get such favor from the god of songs." ”

Haiyue smiled with a wrinkled face: "That's not it, it's different to look at it when you are young, and you should be so favored by the god of songs." ”

Song Yu listened to the two elders praising herself like this, and she was a little embarrassed.

Hurriedly changed the topic: "Okay, Grandma, Yuemu, there are a few Lan Lan outside, let's go to the kitchen, and I will teach you a few ways to make pasta." ”

"Okay."

When the two heard her say this, they immediately happily followed her to the kitchen.

Due to today's limited time, Song Yu didn't teach them too complicated, and only taught them how to make noodles.

For example, how to mix noodles, roll noodles, and how to make rolled noodles into clear soup noodles and noodles.

When Song Yu finished the noodles, Song Hu and Song Chen, father and son, who were watching the pottery kiln outside, also went home.

And the wheat flour left for the clansmen outside was also exchanged with the cooperation of Xiong Lan and the three of them.

There are many kinds of items obtained, and Song Yu first put the items that may be traded in the mall into the storage compartment, and then left the ones that can be used at home.

and left Xiong Lan's disciples to eat noodles together.

Time is limited, and there are only three kinds of noodles made by Song Yu: clear soup noodles, Zhenzi noodles, and fried noodles.

The amount of each type of noodles is relatively large, so everyone present can eat two large bowls of everything except Song Yu.

"It's delicious."

Wei Feng sighed vaguely while eating, "I have never eaten such delicious food." ”

Xiong Lan raised her foot and kicked him: "It's delicious when you eat, what do you say?" I couldn't hear it clearly. ”

"Hey, hey, hey."

was kicked by Xiong Lan, and smiled like a fool, "Lan Lan, I praise the noodles made by the master for being delicious." ”

"It's up to you to say that."

Xiong Lan glanced at him, "Seeing that you are covered in sweat, I will know." ”

"Senior sister, senior brother, you two are like this, we can't eat."

He Yu looked at the intimacy between the two of them, and couldn't help but want to tease them.

"Why can't you eat it?"

Xiong Lan looked at her puzzled, "You can't eat such delicious food?" ”

"Oh Lanlan, let's leave the little junior sister alone."

No, He Yu explained, and Wei Feng hurriedly persuaded Xiong Lan, "She can't eat it, so we can eat a few more bites." ”

Song Yu listened to the conversation between the three of them and laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

Especially the two big apprentices, it made her laugh so much that she couldn't eat.

"Master, be careful."

Only He Yu knew what she was laughing at, she put down the dishes and chopsticks, stepped forward to pat Song Yu's back, "Don't choke." ”

When the other members of the Song family saw Song Yu laughing like this, they all looked at He Yu blankly: "Ah Yu, what is your master laughing at?" ”

He Yu prompted: "Master, have you forgotten the stories that your master usually tells us?" ”

As she spoke, she laughed to herself.

After her reminder, everyone looked at each other and immediately laughed.