Longing for the Art of Life King

"Enough, I understand."

When Teacher Huang turned around, Teacher He and Reba were each scooping up a piece of jelly with a small spoon and stuffing it into their mouths.

"How about it?"

Facing Mr. Huang's question, Mr. He gave a thumbs up and praised: "No matter how many times I eat it, it feels so delicious. The most important thing is that every time I eat it, I feel a different taste."

"Yeah." Reba hurriedly stuffed another one, and said with surprise on her face: "It doesn't feel like eating jelly, but a bit like eating glutinous rice balls, which are very bouncy and glutinous, but not sticky to the teeth, really. good to eat."

"So amazing?" Huang Lei stuffed one with an "unbelievable" expression, and then his eyes lit up: "Well, it's really delicious. It's sweet but not greasy, and the glutinous rice is not sticky. This is what I added yesterday. Is it because of the gorgon powder?"

"Yes!"

Su Yang nodded, and replied: "Traditional jelly is filled with something similar to edible plastic, so it tastes particularly elastic, but eating too much of that stuff is not good for your health.

I am different. If you want to eat the traditional type of jelly, just add a little less gorgon powder and cook it for a while.

I personally like this version better, so I made this version for you. Unfortunately, we still forgot the time. If we eat it early in the morning, the taste will be better. "

"It's delicious now." Teacher He took a sip, and then said: "You are too harsh on yourself."

"Teacher He is right, it's really delicious." Teacher Huang also took a mouthful and said, "Xiaoyang, teach me how to do it later, and I'll cook it for Duoduo and others when I go back."

"How much?"

"My daughter."

"Oh." Su Yang nodded again and again, and said, "No problem, this is very simple, the main thing is the control of time. Moreover, not only watermelon juice, but all things that can be squeezed can be made, and you can even make it. The fruit mix is ​​also delicious."

"Come on." Teacher Huang said with a smile, "I've learned something today."

By the way...the three of them can chat vigorously, where is Reba?

The answer is obvious, people take one bite after another, and after a while, the plate is empty.

Foodies are a kind of personality in the entertainment industry. Many people call themselves foodies, but some people pretend to be foodies, and some people really love food. Reba is obviously the latter.

However, she actually knows how to control. She loves to eat, but she doesn't eat too much. Every time she eats, she will try all the food and eat a few more mouthfuls of delicious food, that's all.

Female stars are more cautious in controlling their bodies than male stars.

After the snacks are finished, it's time for dinner.

"What do you want for lunch?"

"Whatever." Su Yang lay on the bamboo slum, and said lazily, "Anyway, as long as I don't get up to work, I can eat anything."

"Bastard, break a thousand corns for me."

"Haha." After Mr. He smiled, he said, "By the way, we were heartbroken two days ago because of our evening meal, but today we started preparing lunch after breakfast. Isn't it a bit too extravagant?"

"Are you stupid?" Su Yang jumped up from the bamboo floor all of a sudden: "It's not good to have something to eat."

"What are you talking about?" Teacher He slapped Su Yang on the shoulder and roared angrily, "Go and pick a thousand corns for me."

"It's over, it's over, dizziness, fireworks, nausea." Su Yang fell directly on the bamboo floor and wailed: "I was sealed by the bamboo floor, and I can't get up."

"You can't get up, right?" Teacher He jumped up, the little devil, and scratched Su Yang's waist.

Chapter 29 Feed Yang, let’s learn about it (1200v plus more! Please bookmark!) -->>(page 1/2), please click on the next page to continue reading. "You can't get up, right?" Teacher He jumped up, the little devil, and scratched Su Yang's waist.

"Ah...haha....I was wrong."

"Ah, no!"

"You boy...haha...so itchy!"

In an instant, Su Yang became entangled with Mr. He.

Teacher Huang was on the side, and said cheerfully: "You two, that's enough."

Reba was also lying on the table, watching the two of them quarreling with a smile on her face.

After a while, the two ceased fighting.

While arranging the clothes, Teacher He said, "How about eating noodles at noon, it's more convenient."

"Yes." Teacher Huang nodded and asked, "Then do you want to eat soup or mix it?"

"Noodles?" Reba raised her head and said, "It's too hot today."

"Okay!" Huang Lei thought for a while, and said, "Then let's stick with mixed sauce noodles?"

"Row!"

Everyone nodded, and Teacher Huang started to work.

Su Yang was lying on the bamboo floor, thinking about what to do, when Teacher He suddenly said: "Speaking of noodles, Xiaoyang, do you remember the cold noodles you made for me last time? It was so delicious .”

"That..." Su Yang thought for a while, and said, "It's too troublesome to make, and we need a special machine. When we come over next time, I will bring a machine over and make it for you to eat." .”

"Very troublesome?"

"Yeah." Hearing Reba's question, Su Yang nodded, and replied: "The live buckwheat should be squeezed into noodles in the machine immediately, then put in water to cook, and then cooled in ice water , there should not be too much rest in the middle, otherwise the whole noodle will be lumpy, and it will taste soft piapia."

Hearing Su Yang's words, Reba nodded repeatedly: "I've eaten cold noodles before, but I didn't expect it to be so troublesome to make."

"This is actually not bad." Su Yang continued: "I used to eat a kind of pastry made by a master chef in Huacheng. There are more than 30 kinds, and it takes nineteen processes to make them, and they can only be made by hand, which is troublesome."