My first love got married: I was forced to sing to celebrate

"Does anyone watch it? Squeak".

It was a bit cold on site.

The old man suddenly said this.

Not only Zhang Yuan and the people at the scene were dumbfounded.

Even the live broadcast room was confused.

Especially Yang Mi.

She was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, but she fell directly to the ground.

This old man really dares to say anything.

"This old man is a bit of a tiger. "

"What about Yang Mi?".

"Ask Sister Mi for a psychological shadow!".

"Enough of you, and the old man, what nonsense?".

Yang Mi is on fire.

Breathless response.

Fat Di: "Hey, are you very small?"

Yang Mi: "......

".

This....

This special old lady will never admit it.

She rolled her eyes.

I want to hit someone in a fit of rage.

This damn Fat Di even dared to joke with himself.

Scene.

Zhang Yuan coughed: "Okay, okay, what are you going to do, old man, I'm already okay." "

The old man rolled up his sleeves: "Oil cake, boy, will you?"

Oil cake.

A kind of pasta from the Central Plains.

This type of cake can be found in many places, but the method is different and the taste is different.

Zhang Yuan has naturally seen and eaten it.

It's just that I haven't done it before.

But he wasn't nervous, he hadn't done it and seen it.

Just practice slowly.

And there is a system, Zhang Yuan is true.

He smiled confidently: "Old man, you are optimistic, just control the heat." "

Talking.

Zhang Yuan lifted the kitchen knife and pointed it at the dough.

Suddenly, a long slipped dough was separated.

“666...... This knife is absolutely amazing. "

"I don't know how to cook, but looking at Brother Yuan's posture with a knife, I know that it's not simple. "

"Isn't it worth it if you don't look at the old man's eyes?".

"I'm looking forward to it, and I suddenly found out that Yuan Yuan is a treasure boy. "

"That's right, handsome, talented, and affectionate. "

"Good figure, sense of justice, kindness, and even better at cooking. "

"Thank you Xie Lin for not marrying. "

"Thank you Xie Lin for not marrying. "

"Thank you Xie Lin for not marrying. "

At this moment, several screens brushed up this sentence.

Time.

All the young ladies in the live broadcast room are thinking.

Fortunately, Xie Lin and Zhang Yuan separated.

Otherwise, if the two get married.

They won't find out about the treasure boy either.

Zhang Yuan bowed his head.

Grab the dough with both hands and pull it, and the whole dough becomes a long strip.

Then push the dough with both hands and roll it on the cutting board.

A magical scene occurred.

The dough is getting longer and longer.

And the thickness is uniform.

It looks like a machine made it.

What's even more amazing is that.

The dough resembles a cylinder and is extremely smooth.

It's like it's been polished.

Ability to reflect light.

", my mother has been cooking for decades, but she doesn't have the skills of Brother Yuan. "

"It's amazing, these hands are loved. "

"Yuan Yuan, Ah Yuan Yuan..."

", what are you doing upstairs, young lady, Brother Yuan is just kneading dough, are you there?"

Yang Mi was also dumbfounded.

The whole person looked at Zhang Yuan with wide eyes.

It's like being stupid.

Zhang Yuan looked down at the dough seriously, and suddenly grabbed one end with his right hand and pulled it violently.

Suddenly pulled away.

He pressed his palm against the dough.

The dough suddenly became discus-like.

That's when it happened.

Zhang Yuan lifted the corner of the dough as if grabbing a handkerchief and threw the dough into the air.

The dough swirls wildly in the air.

Bigger and bigger.

It's getting thinner and thinner little by little

Finally almost transparent under the light.

"it, change hands, but this is so much dough. "

"Brother Yuan, are you performing acrobatics?"

"My mom cried because my dad thought it was a shame that my mom couldn't make oil cakes and beat her up. "

That's when it happened.

The almost transparent noodles, which were as thin as silkworm wings, suddenly fell and landed right in the pot.

Zizi....

A shrill sound came, and the skin turned golden.

The old man hurriedly sprinkled a handful of green onions.

The air is instantly filled with a rich aroma.

Gollum....

A group of people began to swallow their saliva.

Staring at the pot is like looking at a peerless treasure.