After helping the little lemon to wash up, Yang Chen stretched his waist, went straight back to the kitchen, and began to make some breakfast for the little girl.

It's also just a good practice to see what is the difference between the dish "Yangchun Noodles" issued by the system last night and what I made.

After familiarizing himself with the structure of the new kitchen and the placement of ingredients, Yang Chen browsed the production method of Xinyangchun noodles again, and then began to work with his hands.

The general steps have not changed much, the starting hand is still and the noodles, but the half bag of flour at home used by Yang Chen before does not know where it was thrown by the system, according to the plan given by the system, Yang Chen had to use the raw materials provided by the system.

Yang Chen easily poured the small bag of flour into a large wooden basin.

He had already seen it beforehand, and the noodles pulled out of this small bag of flour given by the system were exactly the amount needed for a bowl of Yangchun noodles, so Yang Chen effortlessly poured both bags of flour into them.

The flour provided by the system is pale pink, and Yang Chen can even smell the refreshing fragrance of wheat during the kneading process after adding water.

Add the tartar, salt water, stir slightly, the pale pink flour will immediately become viscous with the addition of brine and lime water, stir a little, and then Yang Chen is eyes flashed a trace of light.

The fierce momentum climbed to the peak with a low roar deep in his throat, Yang Chen took a deep breath, and moved his hands together, at this moment, an indescribable momentum was scattered with him as the center.

Xuanjie advanced fighting technique "Tai Chi Rubbing Hands", produced by the system, was born from the Tai Chi of the Wudang School in Yang Chen's previous life, although Yang Chen at this moment is just cultivating it for the first time.

But the Xuan Rank is the Xuan Rank after all, and now from Yang Chen's body, he can already clearly feel a momentum that will only appear from the Grandmaster.

"Smack!"

With his heart in his hand, Yang Chen's left hand hovered in the air, as if he was holding a full moon, both offensive and defensive, rigid and soft.

Then, his gaze was as sharp as that of an eagle falcon at the pale pink dough in the wooden basin on the table.

"Smack!" and slapped it with a palm. The dough only trembled slightly, and then, miraculously, happened.

This dough did not leave an obvious handprint as Yang Chen imagined, but the entire surface of the dough was like a wave of water, and a ripple slowly spread out in all directions.

"What a strong elasticity!

Yang Chen's heart jumped, feeling the amazing elasticity of the dough and the smooth touch transmitted from the palm of his hand.

He was also taken aback, and his gaze on the pale pink dough changed again, replaced by a wolf-like gaze.

With such an amazing elasticity, what should the dough that is pulled out later with this dough look like?

After a set of 36 strokes of Tai Chi rubbing his hands, until Yang Chen's critical gaze also revealed a trace of satisfaction, the latter was also tired and panting, wiping the tight layer of sweat that came out of his forehead.

He is only becoming more and more dissatisfied with the physique of his current body, although the system has been transformed last night, it still doesn't seem to have strengthened much.

After resting for a while, Yang Chen set off again, looking at the pale pink dough that had been kneaded into a smooth and bright ball at the moment, and when he pulled it, it could be pulled into a long filament.

Not only that, but it is even obvious that the outer part of the dough is now covered with a thin pink film, which is compact and powerful.

Seeing this, even Yang Chen's mouth couldn't help but show a proud smile, that's right, this is the performance of kneading this dough to the extreme.

If you keep getting it, you won't have to say anything, but if you don't get it right, it will affect the taste of the noodles.

Therefore, Yang Chen began to start ramen, and gradually began to boil broth, which is also a feature of Yangchun noodles given by the system.

Yang Chen opened a cabinet beside him and took out a whole chicken that had already been processed from there, which he had prepared a long time ago.

This is an old hen that was sent in an iron cage when the system arrived.

I don't know why, from this chicken's body, Yang Chen even inexplicably felt a hint of coercion when he killed the chicken.

But after death, that coercion also dissipated.

Afterwards, Yang Chen still felt that he was a little funny, just a chicken, what danger could it bring to himself? It is estimated that he didn't sleep well last night, and his spirit was a little tired, Yang Chen comforted himself in his heart.

After disposing of this whole chicken, disemboweling it, throwing away all the useless things there, there is nothing in the chicken's belly, just going through the cooking wine to remove the smell, and then it is put into the cold water in the pot and begins to boil.

The characteristic of a pot of high-quality broth is the word "boil", to make the fire big and unclear, this is the best state, so Yang Chen adjusted the heat, and the other side began to boil eggs.

A black egg, this is something Yang Chen has never seen in his previous life and this life, he has only seen pale yellow eggs in his previous life, and at most there are white, or cyan.

A black egg, and there are some blood-like red lines on it that cling to the eggshell, this is simply subverting Yang Chen's worldview.

When will chickens be able to lay such beautiful eggs?

Yang Chen even had a desire to meet the hen that laid the eggs.

It's just that the system didn't remind him that the hen he wanted to see now was dead in his hands, and it was simmering in the pot on the side.

Beat the eggs into the water and boil them, which did not surprise Yang Chen, and the color of the egg yolk and egg white also subverted his three views.

Purple egg yolk, pink egg white, Nima, looking at it is full of force! At this moment, Yang Chen just wants to say this, why don't you go to heaven?

Yang Chen's favorite hard-boiled egg is the seven-ripe egg yolk, because at that time, the egg yolk was not fully cooked, but showed a semi-congealed egg liquid.

As soon as you bite into it, the sticky golden egg wash challenges your taste buds with a silky taste and an intoxicating fragrance.

That feeling, even if Yang Chen thinks about it now, there is a tendency to be articulate.

However, this seven-ripe egg is not suitable for a little girl who is only three years old, because it is not fully cooked, so there will still be some bacteria in the egg liquid.

So Yang Chen scored a total of two eggs, and the one for his daughter was naturally fully cooked, but unfortunately, this little girl didn't have that mouth.

Yang Chen thought so badly, but there was a soft sound of "ding" in his ears, and a strange expression appeared on his face, and he turned his head to look at the pot used to boil soup next to him, so fast?

Walking over in disbelief, Yang Chen just used his hand to slowly uncover the corner of the lid of the pot, and then, it was like a violent storm.

A pure aroma and umami from the chicken burst out from this small stone pot.

A small shop that was originally located on a busy street corner became the focus of all eyes within a radius of miles in such an instant, and nothing else.

It's just that there's a huge smell of chicken here, and it's starting to spread around the shop.

It was as if a boulder had been thrown into a piece of water that was originally as calm as a mirror, and it began to gradually stir up a storm in the corner of this huge Aoki Castle.