"Teacher Nie Yuan! Your Majesty!"

"Haha, Xu Kai, Fu Heng!"

"Song Yi, Man Li!"

"Sister Rongrong! Aww! There are so many people here today!"

……

"Come on, let's sit outside first, not in the kitchen." Huang Lei greeted everyone to sit in the yard. How can there be any reason to let guests come into the kitchen? "Peng Peng, help Xiaorui, sister, pour tea for Teacher He."

"Ok."

"Ok!"

"Let me help Brother Rui too." Chen Xingxu said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, there are enough people in the kitchen," He Jiong smiled.

"So polite." Nie Yuan laughed, "Okay, then I won't be polite."

"All right, all right, you're welcome!" Huang Lei also laughed, "Go and sit down."

"Row."

In front of the two teacher-level artists, the others were quite cautious.

So, everyone sat down.

……

After Ling Rui woke up for the third time, he began to divide the dough into portions and knead them into long strips. Then, each long strip of dough was brushed with cooking oil, placed on a plate, neatly stacked, and then woke up again. As soon as I wake up, I can ramen noodles in a while.

"I didn't expect it to be Teacher Nie Yuan." Peng Peng lit the fire in the stove, "I really didn't hear it last night."

"When did you hear it?" Chen Xingxu asked back.

Ling Rui laughed listening to the conversation between the two.

A large pot was filled with water and covered.

The other pot is ready to make fried sauce.

With the hot oil in the pan, Ling Rui added the diced pork belly and stir-fried.

"Peng Peng, just make the fire bigger."

"Okay, Brother Rui!"

Pork belly quickly changes color under high temperature, exuding an attractive aroma. The taste of high-grade ingredients is not something ordinary people can bear, let alone the method of high-temperature cooking.

Peng Peng was on fire, swallowing, forcing himself to look at the fire.

……

Outside, Xu Kai's nose twitched, "It's so fragrant in the morning, who can stand it!"

"It's really fragrant." Nie Yuan smiled, "The chef's cooking skills are really not covered."

"Haha, that's right." Huang Lei nodded, "You guys will know when you eat it in a while."

"Hmm... I really want to eat it when I smell it." Song Yi nodded, "What did you do this morning?"

"Old Beijing Zhajiang noodles." Yang Zi replied with a smile, "Zhajiang is made by myself, and the dishes are also prepared by myself. Even the noodles are hand-pulled noodles made by myself."

"This is too powerful!" Zhang Rongrong was surprised, "How much time will it take?"

"It should be soon, after all, the fire is burning." Li Xian laughed, "If you are hungry, you can eat some snacks first."

"That's not enough, it's not." Nie Yuan quickly waved his hands. Although it is a life program, this program is really too fragrant.

……

The lard in the diced pork belly has been forced out, so Ling Rui mixes the sweet noodle sauce and dry yellow sauce evenly, pours it into the pot and stir-fries the sauce until it is fragrant, then adds diced mushrooms, minced ginger, minced garlic, cooking wine, and an appropriate amount of water.

"Xingxu, come here." Ling Rui said, looking at Chen Xingxu, "Come and stir the fried sauce in the pot later, the sauce and the diced meat should be blended together, Peng Peng, the fire in the pot outside can be lowered .”

"Okay." The two agreed, one began to slowly remove the fire, and the other took the long chopsticks from Ling Rui's hand and started stirring the fried sauce, enduring the smell and swallowing continuously, it was too difficult.

Ling Rui, on the other hand, took out the medicine and started to pull the noodles.

With just a few simple movements, the thick noodles turned into thin ramen noodles, which became more and more delicate and more in Ling Rui's hands.

Chapter 451. Chapter 449.

On the side, Chen Xingxu looked at Ling Rui's movements of ramen and sighed, "It really is a chef, master chef!"

In the live broadcast room, the netizens were boiling again.

"This is the second time watching Brother Rui make ramen."

"Sure enough, it's always a pleasure to watch!"

"I really want to eat the ramen made by Brother Rui!"

"No, you don't want to. No, I want to."

Pippi netizens are naturally very skinny.

"Ramen comes from my Yamato nation!" Suddenly, a colorful barrage appeared in the live broadcast room.

The staff of the live broadcast team watching the barrage frowned. Although he felt uncomfortable with this barrage, he usually chose to ignore it, because he would soon be submerged in the barrage army.

However, such a barrage triggered rebuttals from others.

"Get out of the live broadcast room upstairs."

"Where did the sand sculptures upstairs come from?"

"Get back!"

"Ha ha."

"Hehe, where are you M!"

"Sand sculpture! Go back where you came from!"

In the early morning, when such a thing happened in the live broadcast room, it was naturally very uncomfortable. The most important thing was that it tended to get bigger and bigger.

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