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Just when Gu Yanze was immersed in his thoughts, an hour and a half passed quickly, and even if the edge of the lid of the clay pot below was covered with gauze, a rich fragrance could come out of it.

The fragrance slowly wafted through the small courtyard.

Mo Xiaomi, seeing that the chicken soup was ready, said: "Grandpa Zhou, the chicken soup has been cooked, and I have also scalded the green vegetables for you, you can take out the noodles later, and then pour the chicken broth and chicken meat with salt on the noodles, and the chicken soup noodles will be ready." I couldn't finish the chicken soup, I saw that there was a refrigerator at home, I could put it in the refrigerator and continue to drink it tomorrow. ”

"Millet, the chicken soup is ready, don't go, eat here with your grandfather." Steward Zhou said, "Your grandfather Zhou, I am from Shaanxi, I make good noodles, let you eat authentic hand-rolled noodles." ”

Mo Xiaomi looked at her grandfather and asked for her grandfather's opinion, although she was thick-skinned, she was embarrassed to eat at someone else's house.

"Hehe, when I went back to get the clay pot, I guessed that your grandfather Zhou would not let us go, so I told your mother that we won't go home for dinner." Mo Xiangshan laughed and said, "Here is Brother Zhou, I'm welcome." ”

"Huh?" Mo Xiaomi was surprised, "Grandpa, you are really straightforward." ”

"I just like Brother Mo's temper, what do you have to say." Steward Zhou smiled, "After drinking the chicken soup today, I'll go buy chicken again." As long as you are free to teach me how to cook a few dishes, I can't thank you enough. ”

"When it comes to cooking, my millet is talented and self-taught." Mo Xiangshan said proudly, eager to let everyone know that his granddaughter was powerful.

Mo Xiaomi covered her face, I have to say that her grandfather's skin is thicker than her.

Mo Mi turned off the fire, and the clay pot continued to be placed on top of the stove.

Steward Zhou had already reconciled the noodles just now, and he woke up for half an hour, so that the noodles that came out were more delicate and strong, and they were easy to roll.

Steward Zhou's cooking skills are poor, but the skills of rolling noodles are really good, it is only ten minutes, and a large thin sheet of dough has been rolled out, and then several are folded in half to form a one-centimeter-wide noodle.

Mo Xiangshan boiled hot water in the cauldron, and after the noodles were rolled out for two or three minutes, the water in the cauldron also boiled.

Steward Zhou began to lower the noodles, tossed a few laps in the boiling water, and the noodles were ready.

Mo Mi took out four large soup bowls from the cupboard, which were the most suitable for noodles.

When Steward Zhou served the noodles, Mo Xiaomi asked his grandfather to open the gauze and lid on the clay pot, put salt to taste, and after stirring, a pot of thick chicken soup was ready.

Now the substance is not abundant, and the oil on the chicken soup is also considered a great tonic, so it has not been made out.

After serving the noodles, Steward Zhou poured chicken soup on the noodles, then put a few pieces of chicken and chicken thighs, chicken wings, and a few chopsticks to blanch vegetables on it, and personally served it to the young master.

Chicken broth and hand-rolled noodles go well with it!

Gu Yanze has been paying attention to the movement downstairs, and when he saw Grandpa Zhou delivering chicken noodle soup, he was even hungrier, because when he opened the window, he vaguely smelled the fragrance of chicken soup, which was different from what Grandpa Zhou usually did.

Steward Zhou held the chicken soup, and the aroma of the chicken soup was mixed with the fragrance of hand-rolled noodles, and kept drilling into his nose.

Hey, after leaving the old mansion of the Zhou family in Yanjing, he had never drunk such a delicious chicken soup, and with his noodles, it was simply delicious and indescribable.