The system is the king of the counterattack master

"Damn! Every time you can't do it, you have to take me with you!"

"You have always been the only one who can't do it. When can I not do it?"

Han Xiaodong started another daily scolding battle with Little K.

The discussion about uncle just now has been thrown out of the sky by him. Anyway, there is no one to be found, and it is useless to discuss these. Little K also said that he is two levels behind that damned technology, and there is nothing he can do about him.

Now we can only wait, but what Little K said still touched Han Xiaodong, at least let him know that Little K is not the only object of alien civilization on the earth, or to be precise, there are many more, but what are these things for? ?how to use?And in whose hands it is completely unknown.

One person, one system went home noisy, and spent a sleepless night in noisy teaching and exercises.

In the early morning of the next day, Han Xiaodong saw his mother, Lin Yun, leaving the house, so he packed up his things and rushed to Old Monster Qiu Noodle Restaurant.

Big Cat's car was repaired long ago and sent back, and Mr. Qiu also resumed his good habit of getting up early and driving to buy groceries.

After the car was repaired, Mr. Qiu said that it was easier to use than before, and some minor problems disappeared, and now it drives much more smoothly.

Han Xiaodong originally wanted to give Da Mao money, but Da Mao confiscated it life and death, saying that even if Han Xiaodong owed him a favor, he would keep the favor now and let him pay it back when it is useful. It's boring, Han Xiaodong also readily accepts that he owes this favor, and it's not a bad thing for him to make such a friend.

After the race, it was not that Han Xiaodong hadn’t thought about buying a car, but considering that he couldn’t figure out how to spend his little money, he finally gave up. That’s good, at least his daily life is very regular.

When we arrived at Old Monster Qiu’s noodle restaurant, Mr. Qiu just came back after buying vegetables, and Han Xiaodong hurriedly helped to unload the goods. During the unloading process, Han Xiaodong found a strange object on the car, which was tightly wrapped inside and out. It was roughly in the shape of a square bottle, and he wanted to take it out of curiosity, but Mr. Qiu caught it in his hand all of a sudden:
"I'm owed! It took me a lot of effort to get this thing, don't mess it up, your face depends entirely on it."

Han Xiaodong became even more curious when Mr. Qiu said this, but Mr. Qiu refused to let him touch the thing, so he could only stare greedily, but he still couldn't see the true content of the thing in the bottle.

After unloading everything and putting it back in the kitchen, Mr. Qiu called Han Xiaodong into the kitchen together and asked him to wash his hands. Then, in front of him, he took out a bag of newly bought fine cornmeal, and a bag of soybean noodles.

As soon as these two things were taken out, Han Xiaodong became curious.As far as the craftsmanship of making noodles, Grandpa Qiu is definitely a master, but he really has never heard of making noodles with pure cornmeal. Wouldn't the made noodles melt in the pot?
Mr. Qiu saw his doubts, and without further explanation, he mixed cornmeal and soybean flour at a ratio of four to one, added sugar and soda powder, then carefully took out the bottle, opened the package, The golden body inside was exposed.

Only then did Han Xiaodong have the opportunity to see the true face of the treasure in the jar. He saw that the contents of the jar were a kind of jelly-like sauce, golden in color, and there were many stringy things inside, which were darker than the sauce itself. Some, it looks like some kind of jam, but it's hard to tell what it is.

Mr. Qiu picked up the jar, twisted it lightly, and unscrewed the cap.

The moment the bottle cap was lifted, Han Xiaodong only felt a burst of fragrance rushing towards his face, and the smell could almost kill him.

Although the aroma is strong, it is not strong at all, and it does not make people feel any stimulation. It is obvious that it is emitted by pure natural ingredients
The aroma entered from Han Xiaodong's mouth and nose, passed through his respiratory tract, and divided into two parts, one part went straight up to his brain, and the other part went down into his abdominal cavity.

When it enters the brain, it immediately makes him feel that the whole brain is surrounded by the aroma, and when it enters the abdomen, it makes him feel a kind of sweet satisfaction, it's really like eating the most delicious delicacies in the world.

Just the taste of opening the bottle cap has reached such a level of ecstasy. Han Xiaodong's confidence in this fetish has greatly increased, and he thought that if he really took this to send it over, it would be more than shameful, no matter how old the Wang family is. , I'm afraid I haven't seen this thing before.

"Grandpa, what is this? It's so fragrant."

Han Xiaodong was still intoxicated by the fragrance, and his words trembled with intoxication.

"Look at how promising you are. You look like you haven't seen anything before. If you go out in the future and say that I taught you it, are you ashamed? Open your eyes quickly! Watch how I use it!"

Hearing that old man Qiu was about to start teaching how to use, Han Xiaodong quickly opened his eyes. This was not a joke. Now he understood [-]% to [-]% of what grandpa meant. Pot of food.Today is just a demonstration, I guess tomorrow I will make it myself and send it over.

Han Xiaodong stared at the bottle with wide-eyed eyes, only to see Mr. Qiu picked up the smallest spoon and gently scooped it into the sauce bottle, the sauce was scooped up by the spoon like jelly, and some overflowing sauce fell down Out of the spoon, a long golden filament was pulled out, which made people want to go up and taste it.

Mr. Qiu carefully poured the spoonful of sauce into the blended cornmeal, then quickly picked up a bowl of warm water, poured it straight up and down, and slowly poured it on the sauce.

As soon as the sauce was washed with warm water, it slowly melted on top of the fine corn flour, spreading around like magma in a crater.

It's just that the magma is not red, but dazzling golden.

Grandpa Qiu's small bowl of water bottomed out, and then he ordered Han Xiaodong: "Make noodles!"

Han Xiaodong quickly rolled up his sleeves and started to meet.

Seeing that he used his usual kneading strength as soon as he got started, old man Qiu went up and gave him a chopstick: "Slow down! How can this cornmeal resist your kneading method!"

After Han Xiaodong was beaten, his hands naturally became lighter, but his hand speed was not slow at all. The warm water and noodles should not be mixed too slowly, otherwise the noodles would be ruined when the water cools down.

So Han Xiaodong kneaded quickly, but his mouth didn't stop:

"It's so fragrant, grandpa, you can't attract all the butterflies and bees around you with a spoonful of this treasure."

Mr. Qiu recapped the small bottle and put it away, while snorting softly: "You are the only one who can talk. For this little thing, I gave up my old face."

Han Xiaodong was puzzled and asked, "Grandpa, what kind of sauce is this, it's so powerful."

Mr. Qiu took a look at the bottle, put it back in the cabinet, then threw a peanut into his mouth, and said slowly, "This is called golden osmanthus sauce! It was made from the stuffed buns made in the imperial palace back then. Special sauce!"