This sentence made Wang Nizi's good impression of Song Wanqing disappear in an instant, although she hated Lin Haoxi, she would not do this kind of thing that harmed people's lives.

"Director Song, what do you mean by that? Could it be that I will still make trouble for Lin Haoxi after I know it? ”

Song Wanqing didn't understand the matter between Wang Nizi and Lin Haoxi, and in the face of Wang Nizi's questioning, he lowered his head and sighed.

"You can get some rest first."

Without waiting for Wang Nizi to reply, she turned around and left the office.

Wang Nizi looked at Song Wanqing's back, feeling very aggrieved, she just wanted to give herself a chance, why did everyone treat her as a bad person.

Lin Haoxi, who was concentrating on her work, received the flour from Lu Qinzhou, and after she opened the flour, she added water and began to mix the noodles.

The leader had already come to the outside of the steel plant, Liu Guoquan hurried to the plane tree, saw that there was nothing but flour on the long table, and pointed to the flour in embarrassment and asked.

"I'm sorry, the leader has arrived, you ....."

Lin Yixi wiped his hands and turned around to open the iron pot where the chicken soup was boiling, and then looked at the others who were already cutting the side dishes, and nodded with a smile.

"I'm ready here, and I can let the leader in."

Liu Guoquan looked at the empty long table, and squeezed out an embarrassed smile, "It's nothing." ”

"There are noodles, chicken soup in the future, and side dishes in the future, and I plan to perform fancy ramen for foreign friends to show my country's characteristics."

Lin Haoxi confidently introduced the flour in front of him, as well as the side dishes that had already been matched.

Liu Guoquan had never heard such a rhetoric as fancy ramen, but when he saw Lin Haoxi so confident, he had to take a deep breath to adjust the uneasiness in his heart and turn away.

Liang Qiu stood in the corner and munched on melon seeds, with a sneer on his face, "Fancy ramen? I think she's fancy to death, and I'm waiting for the leader to come and see this little. How to die of goods. ”

Her voice was very loud, and at the same time it fell into Lin Haoxi's ears, Lin Haoxi ignored Liang Qiu and put on her chef's uniform.

She also applied for chef uniforms for the other people who helped her, and everyone was ready to stand at the long table.

In less than half an hour, Liu Guoquan and Wang Hao came to the plane tree with smiling faces and leaders.

When foreign friends saw the placement and decoration of the long table, they had a happy smile on their faces.

Just after everyone sat down, Lin Haoxi took the long dough and came to everyone, waving the flour in his hand.

Under her skillful swirling, the dough followed the movement and turned into a circle, circling around Lin Haoxi again and again.

Now everyone saw this scene, and they all exclaimed, and applause rang out on the scene.

Under the applause, Lin Haoxi was more confident as if she had been beaten with chicken blood, her steps kept turning in circles, and the dough followed her hand like a rope and turned in circles.

Everyone couldn't take their eyes off it, and with Lin Haoxi's last circle, the dough in his hand slowly turned into thin noodles.

She poured the noodles into the chicken broth, and with the help of everyone, she put the noodles out, then added the soft-boiled eggs to the noodles, and finally sprinkled them with chopped green onions.

Under the leadership of Wang Xiaohua, everyone served noodles, and Lin Haoxi finished making fancy noodles.

Pick up the dough that has already risen, hold a knife in your hand, and make a knife to cut the dough.

Wang Hao and Liu Guoquan looked at the noodles in front of them with amazement, clapping their hands and looking at the noodles in front of them.

"Everyone, if you can't get enough to eat, there are also knife-cut noodles here, which are handmade and taste amazing."

Lin Haoxi took the made knife-cut noodles, walked around the long table, and displayed it in front of everyone.

The sun was setting under the plane trees, and the long table, which was once full of people, was now empty.

Lin sat on the long table tiredly, rubbing his sore knees.

Lu Qinzhou held a bowl of knife-cut noodles made by himself and put it in front of Lin Haoxi, "Come, eat." ”

Wang Xiaohua and Lu Shuangshuang, as well as Huang Yingying and Grandma Zhao, followed closely behind, holding noodles and sitting on the long table.

"It's a pity, you're so handsome today, I didn't expect you to have so many strange things." Grandma Zhao held the hot knife-cut noodles and gave a thumbs up in admiration.

She'd never seen this way of making noodles before, and it was an eye-opener today.

Wang Xiaohua rubbed her knees with a distressed face, sighed and said, "I'll rub it for you when I go back, I'm tired today." ”

Lin Yixi shook his head with a smile, "Do what you like, don't get tired." ”

"I'm sorry, can you teach me your noodle skills?" Huang Yingying recalled Lin Xixi's heroic body and was particularly envious.

If you can have this skill, you won't be afraid of not making money in the future.

During this time, Lin Haoxi felt Huang Yingying's sincerity, since it was her own family, of course she was willing.

"No problem, if you want to learn, I will teach, but the master leads you into the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual, and it depends on you whether you learn it or not."

Huang Yingying understood Lin Haoxi's words, patted her chest and promised, "Don't worry, if you can't learn it, I won't trouble you." ”

"You're still looking for trouble? See what you can do. Wang Xiaohua smiled and lightly nodded Huang Yingying's forehead.

Everyone watched the interaction between Huang Yingying and Wang Xiaohua, and they all burst into laughter.

Song Wanqing came to the long table after sending off the leader, swallowed his saliva and looked at the iron pot.

Lin Haoxi found Song Wanqing behind him, got up and walked to the iron pot to make a knife-cut noodles and served them to Song Wanqing.

"Director Song, I haven't eaten for a day after being tired, so I can barely take a bite."

Song Wanqing wiped his hands and hurriedly took the bowl, "Thank you, I won't disturb you to eat, you eat first." ”

After speaking, he walked to the office with the bowl, although he was very hungry, but he did not forget that there was someone in the office.

Pushing open the office door, Wang Nizi dragged her injured foot and was cleaning with a rag in her hand.

Song Wanqing saw Wang Nizi's actions and hurriedly put down the bowl, "Comrade Wang Nizi, what are you doing here?" ”

"I don't want to owe you a favor for cleaning up." Wang Nizi angrily pushed Song Wanqing's hand away.

Song Wanqing sighed helplessly, "It's not early, you eat noodles, I'll send you back." ”

Wang Nizi flattened her mouth, touched her already hungry stomach, and looked at the noodles on the table.

"It smells so good, did you make it?"

Song Wanqing didn't say that Lin Haoxi made it, and pushed the noodles in front of her.

Wang Nizi didn't bother to ask, picked up the noodles and took a sip of soup first, and the rich chicken soup instantly filled the tired body.

"This chicken soup is so delicious, too."

Song Wanqing pursed her dry lips, swallowed her saliva, and covered her hungry stomach without replying.

Wang Nizi curiously observed Song Wanqing's strange expression and asked suspiciously.

"Director Song, your face is very bad, are you not feeling well?"

Song Wanqing clutched his stomach and gritted his teeth, shaking his head, "It's okay, you can eat." ”

Wang Nizi didn't believe what Song Wanqing said, got up and squatted down in front of him, stretched out her hand and touched his forehead.

"Your body temperature is a little low, you shouldn't have eaten, have you?"

The lie was exposed, and Song Wanqing awkwardly avoided Wang Nizi's eyes and coughed lightly.

"You don't care, go back when you're full."