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"Goddess, Goddess ......"

The little girl grabbed the side of the stage and shouted a few words at Shen Qingge in a low voice, but seeing that Shen Qingge didn't react, her eyes rolled and changed to a shout: "Shen Qingge, Shen Qingge ......"

At this time, Shen Qingge on the stage had just finished thinking about whether she could replace the noodle press machine with a rolling pin, and found that if she used a rolling pin, she would inevitably need to use knives, which would be tantamount to breaking the rules.

No, let's think differently.

Shen Qingge sighed, and was about to think about other aspects, when he suddenly heard the voice of his name being shouted in his ears.

She was slightly stunned, and quickly looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a cute and sweet little girl, holding on to a piece of stage that the camera couldn't capture, and shouting her name at her.

Shen Qingge's eyes flashed with some doubts, she didn't have this girl in her impression, what did she shout herself for?

As soon as she was in such a daze, the little girl noticed her gaze towards her, and she was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked: "Goddess, I am from your fan support group, do you have anything you need our help with now?" ”

Support group?

Help?

Shen Qingge moved his gaze to the group of people holding their own lantern signs in the audience, and instantly understood.

These people may be their loyal fans, or maybe they saw their embarrassed expressions, so they secretly came to ask?

Shen Qingge was a little moved.

Such a group of people have no relatives to her, but they care about her so much.

To put it mildly, how can she?

However, now is not the time for Shen Qingge to sigh, she slightly suppressed her emotions and said to the little girl: "I lack a device now, but you don't have to worry, I can solve it myself immediately, you just go back to your position and sit down." ”

The goddess can solve it herself!

Shen Qingge's words were like a shot in the arm for the little girl, and joy instantly jumped on her cheeks.

She nodded again and again, "Okay, goddess, come on!" ”

Saying that, the little girl didn't dare to stay longer, for fear that anyone would notice this side and bring unnecessary trouble to Shen Qingge, so she left quickly.

After she left, Shen Qingge quickly had a new idea and quickly started to do it.

At this point, there were only 18 minutes left before the end of the game.

Shen Qingge quickly put cold water in the pot, and then started a fire and began to boil the water.

Immediately after that, she put the kneading dough aside, and because of the lack of equipment, she was going to discard the dough and use another method to make noodles.

She put about 200 grams of high-gluten flour in a bowl, added an appropriate amount of water to it, and just as she was about to pick up the chopsticks and stir, she was stunned for a moment, put a little salt in it, and then began to stir.

When Shen Qingge stirred, he also remembered an old past.

A long, long time ago, when Shen Qingge was still Su Wu in the orphanage, the dean's mother often used this method to make noodles for her, and at that time, the dean's mother also specially explained to her that when making noodles, salt must be added to the flour first, which can increase the gluten of the flour and make the noodles more chewy.

Shen Qingge smiled.

Although she has been Shen Qingge for too long, fortunately she has not forgotten about the orphanage, and she does not have the teachings of the dean's mother, otherwise she would not be strong enough to make noodles today.

Fortunately, she never denied her past life.

That's what life is.

Sometimes what you think is a bad thing may also play a good role in later life.

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