Rebirth No.1 Yuan

Chapter 361
In fact, no miracle happened, and Xu Xuyan's idea did not become very good in the industry. She searched for ingredients on the Internet, and then bought things according to the ingredients.

The two spent a whole morning shopping in the vegetable market before buying all the ingredients and seasonings.

Fortunately, the two of them went to the vegetable market to buy them, and they might not be able to buy them in the supermarket, especially those seasonings that some old people add themselves, which cannot be bought in the supermarket at all.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly simple scallion pancake is actually so complicated to make.

The process of turning noodles into cakes is not easy.

Xu Nuoyan and Xia Zhengxi struggled in the kitchen all afternoon, making the dough everywhere. When the dough was first kneaded, it was either too dry or too soft. If it was too dry, add water. If it is soft, add noodles. As a result, a bowl of noodles directly becomes a pot.

Xu Nuoyan finally breathed a sigh of relief looking at the noodle, which was barely soft or hard. Only then did I realize that the ratio of life to water should be just right, too much will not work, and too little will not work.

The Internet only said that it was appropriate flour and water, but he didn't say how much it should be.

Sure enough, the tutorials I saw on the Internet are still unreliable after all.

There was no way, even if it was unreliable, Xu Nuoyan could only bite the bullet and continue.

The next thing was that Nongcun finally peeled the shallots, and when they were washed, Xu Nuoyan found that cutting the onions was so difficult. When she was cutting the onions, tears flowed down her face. It's uncomfortable not to open your eyes, but you have to be very close to it to cut.

In the end, the painful work of chopping onions was left to Xia Zhengxi.In the end, Xia Zhengxi's eyes were full of tears before he finally chopped the green onions.

After finally cutting the onion, I suddenly found a problem. This onion is not just chopped, but it needs to be turned into minced green onion, that is, the kind that needs to be chopped very finely. .

Cutting this bundle of green onions into small pieces is almost killing them. If they were really cut into small pieces, they would be blinded.

In the end, it was Xia Zhengxi who dipped the kitchen knife in water, and then went to chop the onion. In this way, the spicy taste of the onion was transmitted to the eyes much less. Although I don't know why, this method still works.

The process of making the scallion pancake made by Xu Nuoyan can be said to be full of disasters. Anyway, all kinds of accidents can happen, what can happen to others can happen to her, and what can't happen to others could happen to her.

Sure enough, God is fair. God gave him a face that is considered smart and has a decent brain, but he didn't give her any talent for cooking.

In the end, what I promised to get was a piece of dough that was like a cake, but not like a cake.

Say it's like a pie?It is not a particularly well-proportioned cake, but one side is high and the other is low, one side is like a steamed bun, and the other side is so thin that it seems to be pierced soon, and the color of the cake does not look very white, the color is weird, It seemed that it was not very clean, but she made sure that every step was very clean, even after washing it several times before taking it back for use.

"Are you sure this thing is edible?" Xu Nuoyan swallowed his saliva as he looked at this scallion pancake that didn't look like a pancake at all.

She swallowed, not because she wanted to eat this cake, but because she was shocked by what she had made. He knew that he didn't have the talent to cook, but he was probably the only one who could make it like this.

She knew that even if a person cooks for the first time, they won't cook very well, but what they cook at most is just not tasty, not like her, the whole thing is completely different.

"This... I don't know either." Xia Zhengxi originally had some information, but looking at what Xu Nuoyan made, she really couldn't make it edible?This sentence told Xu Nuoyan.

"Why don't you help me taste it. You don't have to taste it to see if it's delicious, just tell me if it's edible." Xu Nuoyan thought with her toes and knew that this food must be bad, so she didn't expect it. Looking forward to being able to say it out of the mouth of something, this food is delicious, even if he said it out of conscience, she would not believe it.

"Yanyan, do you know that you are murdering your husband by doing this." Xia Zhengxi refused in his heart, but he seemed to listen to everything his wife said.

"You have great fortune and fate, and this piece of cake is definitely not something that can kill you, so just help me taste it." Xu Nuoyan looked at him expectantly.

After working for such a long time, her tired neck is sore and her waist hurts. She always needs to know whether the final results can be eaten.

What if it was really sent to Serena and poisoned to death?

In fact, Xia Zhengxi's heart was broken. He was afraid that Selina would be poisoned to death by his cake, but he was not afraid that he would be poisoned to death by her cake.

To be honest, for a moment, he was quite jealous of Selina.

"Do you really want to eat it? Can I refuse?" Xia Zhengxi looked at the four-faced thing on the plate with difficulty. The thing didn't look like it could be eaten at all.

"What do you think?" Xu Nuoyan held a knife and fork in his hand, and silently circled the fork in his hand over and over again, as if threatening something. If he didn't eat, the fork might not be as good as it is now. Lying obediently in his hands, if he flies anywhere at that time, it will have nothing to do with her.

Xia Zhengxi shrank his neck and cooperated with Xu Nuoyan: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll eat, can't I eat? The food you make is so delicious, it's my blessing to be able to eat it."

Xia Zhengxi felt that his ability to tell lies against his conscience was getting stronger and stronger.

Xu Nuoyan didn't bother with him either. After all, Xia Zhengxi's unconscionable compliment could only be given to her cooking skills. If she sent it to others, they probably wouldn't even know that it was made of flour.

"I know that the food I make is delicious, so don't exaggerate. After all, if I hear too much, I might drift away. In the future, if you want to eat the food I make, it won't be so easy." Xu Nuoyan accepted his appreciation unceremoniously, and praised himself several times.

Xia Zhengxi wants to cry but has no tears.

(End of this chapter)