Chapter 912

Isn't it normal to make breakfast in the morning of Changxia now? It's impossible to live here for nothing.

Gerst waved his hand and showed a smile: "then you can refuel well. I'll go out and be busy. I'll be back in a moment."

Then he left, wearing a straw hat and looking as if he was working in the field. Farmers like them are sometimes very busy, especially in the autumn harvest season, they have to harvest crops and sell them.

After Chang Xia came back to the kitchen, he held his chin in a daze at the yellow powder. Although he said that he wanted to use corn flour to make food, what kind of food would he like to make, steamed buns? Noodles? Biscuits? In her mind emerged a lot of food, and then she thought simply to make noodles, in her impression, the bar seems to be a very delicious thing.

Chang Xia is surprised to find that she can't make noodles when she thinks about it. Although she has some experience in making noodles in her memory, she can dig deep into her memory and find that she can't remember how to make noodles. That's the trouble.

Chang Xia said to herself awkwardly: "it seems that... I can't do anything!"

The influence of losing memory, Chang Xia remembers about the past things, just like being in the fog, looking at everything, vaguely and indistinctly. Chang Xia is also the case. Although I remember that I used to make noodles before, I don't know how to do it.

But I can't do it myself, but I have a way to learn how to do it. In the great Internet age, I share a lot of strange knowledge, from which I can search for the knowledge I need. Chang Xia remembers that gerst has a laptop at home. Now he looks around and wants to search the Internet through his laptop to see if he can find the relevant methods of making noodles.

I searched the whole room, but I didn't find a laptop. Chang Xia was a little depressed when she sat on the sofa. It was not long ago that she saw gerst watching a movie in the living room with a laptop. Chang Xia was very impressed because she had a share in watching the movie together at that time, and it was a horror movie, so she remembered it clearly.

But now I searched the whole room, but I didn't find my laptop, thinking that it was hidden by gerst?

Later, Chang Xia had an idea that his laptop might be hidden in his room!

I'm not sure he took his laptop to his room to play, so Chang Xia couldn't find it, because she could turn the room up and down, except for gerst's room, so the only possible place was his room.

Came to the room to see, if so, in his bedside on a silver shell laptop, mini.

To some dismay, gerst didn't lock the door. He was so careless that he didn't even lock the door of his own room. I'm glad he didn't lock the door before Chang Xia could come in, otherwise he couldn't find the laptop.

Sitting on the bed and picking up the laptop, Chang Xia is ready to search the Internet. At this time, Yu Guang looks at gerst's room. This room is relatively large, wood grain floor, white interior wall, hanging a bright chandelier, the whole room gives people a good feeling. What is striking is that there is a picture of the whole family on the wall of this room.

A man, a woman and a little boy.

Who is this? Chang Xia holds her laptop and stops to watch. She finds that the little boy seems to have seen him somewhere. After careful identification, she finds that the boy is not gerst. Needless to say, a man and a woman beside the little boy are his parents.

Looking at it now, Chang Xia thinks that gerst used to be cute, lively and smart when he was a child. At a glance, he knows that he is a smart child. Looking at the photos, I still like him. How can he grow up to be so annoying.

In retrospect, Chang Xia thinks that it's easy to squeeze a pile of black lines out of her forehead. Now gerst likes to make fun of others, like a child who hasn't grown up. As for his parents? It's no wonder that his parents look very young in the photos. After all, they are photos of his parents when they were young.

His parents are very good-looking, his father is wearing a black coat, typical Y country gentleman dress. Mother has long golden hair and a delicate face. She is a virtuous and gentle beauty in the West.

Just talking about gerst's parents, Chang Xia seems to have never met. Chang Xia remembers that Qinna once said that gerst lived alone, as if he didn't live with his parents because of something. Chang Xia didn't remember about gerst clearly. When she first came here, she thought that she would not live long and that she would be separated in one or two days. Therefore, she didn't have the time and energy to understand so many things.

Now looking at the group photo, Chang Xia is curious for a moment. Where are gerst's parents? I never heard gerst mention his parents. When he comes back, Chang Xia must ask him.

Now go back to bed and search with your laptop. It's not long before you find a way to make noodles. The Internet is really omnipotent. You can find everything in it. Chang Xia took a pen and a note to record, and then went back to the kitchen to make it.

In the tutorial, it is said that the toughness of corn flour is relatively low. In the production process, the chicken needs to be mixed with egg white and low gluten flour, and then there is a certain time for fermentation. Chang Xia made it according to the tutorial. To her amazement, the memory in her mind actually emerged.

Chang Xia heard a strange voice, a man's voice“ Xiaoxia, is the noodles delicious? " Chang Xia saw a man holding a bowl of noodles, tomato and egg noodles, which seemed to be cooked by a man. Chang Xia showed a happy expression when eating face, and also held the man to kiss him. Chang Xia pressed the temple. She was thinking about who the man was and what relationship she had with him. Was he her boyfriend or husband? Once Chang Xia seriously thought about it, his head would ache, like ants biting nerves, like strings breaking one by one, the pain loomed. But even though Chang Xia endured the pain, she couldn't recall it. She remembered that she had eaten noodles cooked by a man, but she couldn't remember the man's name and appearance. Now looking at the Yellow dough on the chopping board, my eyes are empty as if I have lost my soul. After a long time, Chang Xia reluctantly recovered. She knew that she was thinking of the past, but now she still didn't think clearly. Now she still doesn't want to concentrate so much on making noodles, or she won't have breakfast. An hour later, gerst came back and took off his straw hat. He took off his blue shirt and waved his hand to fan himself. He seemed very tired.