He quickly ran over to check and found that the pot had been filled with water.

"I was afraid that the water wasn't enough, so I added half a spoonful. Would it be too much?" Liu Yimian was a little nervous.

"No, no, I was going to add water. I didn't expect your massage to be so comfortable, and I fell asleep. Fortunately, you look at the pot, otherwise it will be broken if it burns dry." Ji Wei praised Liu Yimian again. In a few words, take the awakened dough to the table with the rolling pin.

First wipe the table twice with a damp rag, then dust with a layer of dry flour.

Ji Wei first divided the dough into two halves, and kneaded half of them into long strips and crossed them into a twist shape.

Then he grabbed the two ends of the strip of dough with his left hand inward and his right hand outward, shook it without hesitation, and then folded it into two pieces with flour on the chopping board to prevent the noodles from sticking, and so on.

The dough that was opened in Ji Wei's hands quickly turned into noodles as thin as a hair in just a quarter of an hour.

Liu Yimian, who was watching the whole process, was startled by this hand and forgot to blink, stared straight at Ji Wei's hand, and after a while, she recovered her voice, "Brother Ji, when did you learn this?"

Ji Wei in the ramen took time to smile at him, "I learned it in my dreams."

Liu Yimian stopped talking, silently watching Ji Weixing's movements, she couldn't help feeling inferior.

He is a brother, but his cooking skills are not as good as Ji brother's, which is really embarrassing.

Ji Weiyi pulled the noodles and put the stewed bone soup into a large pot. When the pot is dry, quickly pour in the vegetable oil, cut a small half of the lean meat into strips, saute in the oil pot, sprinkle with a little sugar to refresh, and then pour the bone broth and noodles into the pot in turn.

While the noodles are cooking, put oil, salt, wine and chopped green onion into two large bowls respectively. Once the noodles are cooked, immediately use chopsticks to remove from the pot, and spread a layer of bones evenly on the noodles.

Ji Wei called Liu Yimian to serve the noodles, and took the remaining lean meat and bones to the well. The low temperature of the well water is a natural refrigerator. Farmers store the uneaten food in the well, which is the wisdom passed down from generation to generation.

After all, this meat was bought at a huge price, and it is considered a luxury for Ji Wei at present, no matter how it is handled properly. He glanced at the cart by the way, and seeing that it was also cleaned, he immediately ran back to the kitchen, picked up the big enamel bowl, and ate the noodles in big mouthfuls.

After his stomach was a little full, Ji Wei took a sip of soup, grabbed the cut bone, inserted the chopsticks into the hollow and poked it, and sucked hard.

The author has something to say: Ah, the cake is so delicious, and I ordered myself a six-inch mango cake with peach milkshake QAQ

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Chapter 6

The tube bone is a good thing, especially the bone marrow in the hollow, which is fragrant and tender, absolutely not to be missed. This is why Ji Wei spends seven cents to buy this pile of bones. Although there is no meat, it is the best for stewing soup. It is nutritious and calcium supplement, which is especially suitable for Liu Yimian who is growing.

After returning from the butcher, Ji Wei had already made up his mind that he would visit there often in the future. In his view, money cannot be saved just by saving. To save money, open source is also essential.

The bones on his side were chewing up nicely, but Liu Yimian had no idea what to do. He had never seen such a way of eating, who would pay for a bone without a shred of meat?

But this soup is really good.

Liu Yimian gulps the noodles into his mouth, the extravagant ramen noodles with an egg are chewy and chewy, and this noodle soup contains a strong meat flavor. He put in the food, neatly picked the shredded pork aside, and immersed himself in the noodles. After eating all the noodles, began to slowly taste the shredded pork.

"Why don't you eat bones?" Ji Wei pointed to the unmoved bones in his bowl and raised his eyebrows, "I know no one can eat bones, but try it, the bone marrow here is delicious. , it's a pity not to eat."

Perhaps it was Ji Wei's contented expression that convinced Liu Yimian, he imitated Ji Wei to grab a bone with his hand, and hesitantly poked it with his chopsticks, then put it in his mouth and sucked it.

Ji Wei smiled and pointed aside, "By the way, suck harder, then harder! Have you eaten yet? How about it?"

Liu Yimian tried his best to suckle, and after a clear sound of air, he finally inhaled a mouthful of smooth and soft meat. swallowed.

"Brother Ji, there is actually meat in this bone, I've heard it for the first time!" Liu Yimian looked at the cylinder bone curiously, the marrow inside was sucked out, and the long bones were empty.

Then Ji Wei taught Liu Yimian to chew the bones and joints, which was completely different from pure meat and firmly attracted Liu Yimian. After opening the new world, he no longer needed Ji Wei, so he turned the bones in the bowl into a pile of bone scum.

Ji Wei hiccupped and ate contentedly. After Liu Yimian also finished eating, she put away the tableware and was about to wash the dishes when Liu Yimian stopped her.

"You made the noodles at noon, so let me wash this bowl." People who are used to doing things can't stand it when they are idle all of a sudden. Liu Yimian had hardly touched the stove these days, so she had to take care of the laundry, which made her feel a little better.

Ji Wei didn't refuse, wiped his hands and went back to the house. He originally wanted to take a nap, but he was lost for a quarter of an hour during the massage just now. Lying on the bed, I couldn't help but keep thinking about the bread kiln, so I got up from the bed not long after, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find paper and pens.

Liu Yimian pushed open the door and came in, just in time to see Ji Wei open the cabinet and scratch his head to look for something, "Brother Ji, what are you looking for? I clean up everything in the house, I'll come."

"Do you have a pen and paper?"

"Ah?" This confused Liu Yimian, the original owner's parents were illiterate, so they didn't need it. The original owner didn’t like reading, let alone touching books. He had no pen, ink, paper and inkstone at home. If he needed it, he could just go to the street to find a gentleman, “I don’t have it at home. "