Lin Ruo lowered her head, but her shoulders twitched slightly, revealing that she was snickering at this time.

Murong Chong pretended to be calm and went to the water platform to wash his hands, and then took another egg. Lin Ruo kindly reminded: "Do you want to take two more?" ”

Murong Chong raised his eyebrows and rejected the proposal with his actions.

The hand that was used to holding the weapon, when he was holding this small egg, he was unprecedentedly a little nervous - probably because Lin Ruo had been staring at him.

Murong Chong took a deep breath, thought about Fang Cai's strength, and chose a strength that was neither light nor heavy between the two and knocked on the side of the basin. The strength was just right, a small gap was opened in the eggshell column, Murong Chong proudly hooked the corners of his mouth, and lifted the egg on top of the flour, but he didn't pay attention to the strength when breaking the eggshell, "click", the thumb of his right hand poked into the gap in the eggshell, pulled the corner of his mouth and pulled out his fingers, several pieces of the broken eggshell fell into it, and the egg white was mixed with the broken egg yolk, dripping into the flour.

“……”

Is it so hard to knock an egg?

Seeing Lin Ruo's smile and leaning back, Murong Chong took an egg again.

It stands to reason that just these flours, it is enough to beat an egg into it, but Lin Ruo did not stop it. She carefully used her chopsticks to help Murong Chong remove the eggshells mixed into the flour, then smiled and stretched out her hand to signal him to continue.

This time, the force of knocking on the edge of the basin was just right, and the force used to peel off the eggshell was also just right, and a whole egg yolk was surrounded by egg whites, and it fell into the flour so condescendingly, raising a burst of flour crumbs.

Lin Ruo seemed to have a premonition, and took two steps back to the side, Murong Chong covered his mouth, coughed lightly, shook his sleeves, and drove away the disobedient flour, and after a while of calming down, a thin layer of flour was already on his sleeves.

Murong Chong glanced at Lin Ruo's wooden basin, the egg yolks and egg whites floating back and forth on the flour, and then looked at the wooden basin in front of him, yellow and white, a mess, and displeasure hung on his face.

Lin Ruo's eyes crooked with a smile, but he didn't laugh at him out loud, but continued to the next step - adding water.

Murong Chong estimated the amount of water Lin Ruo added, drew a scoop according to the gourd, and then followed Lin Ruo's example, put his hand into the wooden basin, and began to knead the dough. At first, the slimy feeling was very bad to the touch, but because the person who was with her was Lin Ruo, seeing her smiling and doing the same thing beside her, there was an inexplicable sense of joy in her heart.

But it didn't take long for the joy to dissipate.

Murong Chong looked at the pot of failed products in front of him, and was a little indignant: Obviously, the operation is the same, Lin Ruo adds flour and he also adds flour, and Lin Ruo adds water and he also adds water, why did Lin Ruo knead the noodles well, smooth and smooth, and he still has a mess in this basin, which is unformed and miserable?

In particular, Lin Ruo's hands were clean, the flour and flour that were originally on his fingers were gone, and even the basin was clean! But on his hands, there was still flour and flour all over the place, dry and mushy, and it was quite uncomfortable!

Lin Ruo put the kneaded dough in a wooden basin and covered it with a piece of white gauze.

"Fourth brother, you have less water."

Lin Ruo kindly reminded him, then picked up the water bowl and poured a little bit along Murong Chong's flour-stained hand.

Murong Chong looked at Lin Ruo suspiciously, and continued to knead the dough under Lin Ruo's determined gaze.

"When kneading, follow the edge of the wooden basin, just enough to knead all the flour into it."

Lin Ruo raised his hand, gestured in mid-air, and from time to time corrected Murong Chong's movements, and added water a little twice, and finally, Murong Chong witnessed the originally miserable dough in the basin turn into a piece of dough - although the kneaded dough was much larger than the one Lin Ruo kneaded.

Therefore, there was a reason why Lin Ruo didn't stop Murong Chong from beating one more egg into the flour just now, she had already expected this ending.

Lin Ruo stretched out his finger, poked it gently, and nodded: "Fourth brother, you still have a little talent for cooking." ”

Murong Chong felt a little proud in his heart, looked at Lin Ruo and took another piece of clean gauze and covered it with the dough, and asked curiously, "What is this?" ”

"Waiting for the face, about two moments."

Dough?

Murong Chong nodded, it turned out that this was still needed.

Taking advantage of the time to make noodles, Lin Ruo began to walk back and forth in the kitchen again, digging out something from a different corner each time: fragrant beef brisket, corn kernels and pine nuts soaked in water, and unknown leafy greens piled up in bamboo baskets......

Murong Chong was instigated to burn the fire, and the inappropriate Prince Rong on the battlefield pulled up the bellows, but either the fire was too strong, or the kitchen was smoky, which was particularly choking.

Lin Ruo didn't say a word of complaint, and put the fried corn, pine nuts, diced carrots, diced asparagus, etc. on different plates, and was about to say a few words to Murong Chong, but he laughed out loud - the powerful Rong Wangye became a flower-faced cat at this time, and his forehead, nose tip, and right cheek were stained with black charcoal ash, especially the right cheek, in addition to charcoal ash, there was also flour left over just now.

Murong Chong wanted to touch his cheek with understanding, and when he raised his hand, he happened to see the black palm, and immediately gave up this idea.

"Don't worry, I'll help you."

Lin Ruo added water to the pot, covered the lid and boiled, then took out a clean silk scarf from his arms, dipped it in water, and prepared to help Murong Chong wipe off the black ash on his face, but unexpectedly, Murong Chong thought that Lin Ruo was trying to leave traces of flour on his face when he fished for flour, and suddenly played together, stretched out his hand, and his black fingers gently swept over Lin Ruo's cheeks, and a black and thick "beard" suddenly appeared on his white face.

Looking at Lin Ruo's stunned appearance, Murong Chong couldn't help laughing, and subconsciously clenched his fist with his hand against his lips, this is good, and it has left a strong mark on the tip of his nose and among people!

It wasn't until Lin Ruo pointed at him and laughed that Murong Chong realized that he had added a few more black beards to himself.

The corners of Murong Chong's mouth hooked, and with his evil smile, the black claws stretched out towards Lin Ruo. Lin Ruo hurriedly blocked his hands in front of him and said to forgive: "Fourth brother, stop, stop!" The noodles have been almost made, and it will be too late to make trouble, and the tendons are insufficient! ”

Then Murong Chong didn't understand the cooking, and Lin Ruo was talking nonsense.

Murong Chong didn't really plan to add a few more black marks to Lin Ruo's pale face, but he just involuntarily generated such a childish way of teasing, wanting to see Lin Ruo's vivid reaction.

"I'll help you first-" Murong Chong paused halfway through his words, followed Lin Ruo's raised eyebrows, looked at his gaze, looked at his black hands, shrugged helplessly, and blurted out, "It's better for you to ...... first"

Looking at Lin Ruoqiao's smiling appearance, Murong Conflict was suddenly blessed and said, "There is a Lao lady!" ”

Lin Ruo was stunned, suddenly came back to his senses, whispered "yes", turned his back to wet the veil, but Murong Chong saw it clearly, her ears were red at the tips.