For Cao Jie, as long as the place where cooking can be carried out, it is definitely an inviolable pure land of the Holy Spirit, so even in front of Weidu's workbench, Cao Jie put away his lazy appearance and showed a serious expression.

"Boss Cao, what are you going to do?" Looking at Cao Jie with his hands propped up on the edge of the sink, Ling Xiaoxiao walked to the cash register very consciously and showed his very strong curiosity to Cao Jie not far ahead.

"It's not up to me to decide what to do, it's you. For example, what do you want to add, what kind of taste or something......" Cao Jie took a deep breath, turned to look at Ling Xiaoxiao and responded, "I will try my best to meet your request." ”

Listening to Cao Jie's words, Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't help biting her thumb with some confusion, and then seemed to think of something, the whole person fell on the counter, looked at Cao Jie tightly and asked slyly, "Is it okay to cook special food?"

Hearing Ling Xiaoxiao's request, Cao Jie glanced at Ling Xiaoxiao with half-squinted eyes, and confirmed to Ling Xiaoxiao seriously: "Are you sure that's it?"

Ling Xiaoxiao was instantly stunned by Cao Jie's words, and didn't know how to answer for a while. According to Ling Xiaoxiao's thoughts, Cao Jie should continue to refuse himself with words like he can't make special dishes, but now......

However, hesitation is not Ling Xiaoxiao's habit, so Ling Xiaoxiao's stunned was only a moment, and Ling Xiaoxiao, who came back to his senses, instantly began to nod frantically at Cao Jie: "Mmmmmmmm, that's it." ”

"Okay, I got it. Cao Jie nodded to signal that Ling Xiaoxiao understood, and then turned around and prepared to start cooking.

Cao Jie's readily agreed suddenly made Ling Xiaoxiao feel very uncomfortable, and she didn't understand why Cao Jie, who had always strongly resisted cooking special cuisine, would not refute herself wholeheartedly at this time. But seeing Cao Jie, who had already started cooking, Ling Xiaoxiao was embarrassed to interrupt his work, so he had to silently turn around and take the initiative to help Cao Jie clean up the mess he had made......

The so-called noodles are a kind of food made of flour of grains or beans and ground into a dough with water, and then pressed or rolled into slices and then cut or pressed, or rubbed, pulled, pinched and other means to make strips or small flakes, and finally boiled, fried, stewed, and fried.

As a pastry chef, making noodles is the foundation of the basics.

Feeling the familiar aura around him, the mana in Cao Jie's body quickly turned around. The right hand swept over the worktop, and the storage bracelet shone brightly, and the tools appeared on the countertop.

To make a perfect noodle meal, you must start carefully selecting the raw materials, picking up a bag of wheat on the countertop that has not yet been shelled, Cao Jie first felt the weight of the bag of wheat, and then quickly activated the flame array of the stove, and at the same time immediately put a large iron pot on the rack.

Seeing this, Cao Jie immediately carried the bag containing wheat to the top of the big iron pot, and at the same time grabbed a knife in his left hand and slashed it under the bag.

With a "whoosh-" sound, the wheat in the bag suddenly slid down the gap and fell into the iron pot.

In order to prevent the wheat from being scorched, after Cao Jie poured the wheat clean, his left hand holding the handle of the big iron pot instantly exerted force, and the wheat particles in the pot fell back into the pot from bottom to top, from back to front, after completing a perfect parabola.

After Cao Jie's a few upheaval pots, bursts of mellow wheat fragrance began to echo in the microdu, so that Ling Xiaoxiao, who was cleaning up, couldn't help but stop the broom in his hand, looked at Cao Jie, who was frying wheat, and couldn't help but doubt in his heart: For the matter of not being able to make special dishes, Cao Jie really pretended to be ......

Even Ling Xiaoxiao could smell the fragrance of wheat, how could Cao Jie, as a chef, not smell it? Feeling the aroma that had no longer deepened, Cao Jie took the big iron pot off the stove.

For grinding noodles, Cao Jie did not use stone grinding rigidly, in the modern era when formation technology is extremely developed, there are already dozens of ways to hull wheat like this, but for the dish that Cao Jie has in mind at this moment, it is best to choose the wind removal method without moisture.

After taking out the blender and throwing the two doji-like hullers into it first, Cao Jie divided the dry wheat in the pot into equal parts according to the capacity that the blender could bear, and then took out one portion and added it to the blender. The mana input activates the whirlwind array, and in an instant, the wheat in the blender spins in a clockwise direction...... Under the action of the huller, the husk of the wheat is slowly taken off in the collision and sucked into the huller, leaving only the white wheat still rotating in the mixer......

After processing the so-called wheat into flour, Cao Jie poured it into a basin and began kneading the dough.

"Boss Cao, don't you want to add water?" Just as Cao Jie was kneading the dough, a puzzled voice suddenly came from beside him.

It turned out that Ling Xiaoxiao, who was attracted by the aroma of fried wheat, found that Cao Jie only added eggs and did not add water when kneading the dough. In her impression, kneading dough requires adding water, seeing that Cao Jie had already kneaded the dough, Ling Xiaoxiao was worried that Cao Jie would forget to add water and kindly reminded her.

"I don't add water to this side. When he said this, Cao Jie did not raise his head, his eyes were still fixed on the flour in the basin in front of him.

"Don't add water?" Cao Jie's answer made Ling Xiaoxiao's head can't help but put a big hello, she can't figure out how to make noodles without adding water, won't it break?

Just when she was stunned, Cao Jie picked up a jar, poured the liquid in it into the basin for kneading the dough, and continued to knead it......

"By the way, please excuse me. After feeling the feel of the dough coming back, Cao Jie first casually stretched it a few times, then looked up and said to Ling Xiaoxiao in front of the cash register.

Although he didn't understand the meaning of Cao Jie's words, Ling Xiaoxiao still let out an "oh" and took a few steps back to the side.

Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao retreat, Cao Jie breathed a sigh of relief and took out the flying sword from the storage bracelet, although it can't be used for the sword, but it doesn't mean that the flying sword has no other use.

Cao Jie grabbed one end of the noodles that had been stretched several times with his left hand, hung the other end of the noodles on the hilt of the flying sword with his right hand, and then suddenly exerted his strength and threw the flying sword out of the door!