Chapter 434

Xia Xiao ran make complaints about the ice cream, Miss ice cream, Miss short sleeves and all modern electronic equipment, even when he has long sleeves and trousers at the end of spring.

This sesame is grinded in a few minutes with soybean milk machine in modern times, but now it has to be grinded slowly by itself. It's still very tiring. Xia Xiaoran wiped the sweat of sideburns with her sleeve. In order to dry the noodles, she endured it!

The more the sesame is ground, the more sticky it is, and the more strength it takes to grind the stone. Xia Xiaoran gasped for breath and grinded for more than half a day. She put the grinded sauce into a small pot, added salt, a little sugar and some water to it, and slowly cooked it over a low heat. She stirred it while cooking, and slowly felt the aroma of sesame sauce coming out with the small bubbles on the surface.

That's it. Xia Xiaoran almost jumped up happily. This is her own sesame paste. She grinds it. For the first time, Xia Xiaoran wanted to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

At this time, Wang Zhiwen went into the kitchen and smelled the smell of sesame. He came over and asked curiously, "what's this?"

"Sesame." Xia Xiaoran complacently picked pick eyebrow, "how, did not eat this kind of practice?"

"Sesame porridge?" Wang Zhiwen then wants to take a taste with a spoon. Xia Xiaoran stops him.

"You're tired of eating so much!" She took the spoon from Wang Zhiwen's hand, dipped a little sesame paste with a bamboo chopstick and handed it to Wang Zhiwen: "taste it. It's very fragrant."

Wang Zhiwen took the chopsticks and licked them. He immediately felt that the sesame aroma in his mouth was overflowing, thick and mellow.

"How is this done?" Wang Zhiwen looks at Xia Xiaoran pleasantly. He didn't hope for the delicious food she said, but now he's looking forward to it.

"It's called sesame paste. It's a very common dip in our market. I don't know why it's so difficult to make in your market." Xia Xiaoran remembers that he has been grinding sesame seeds all afternoon, and inevitably has some complaints.

"What about you?" Isn't it Mingfeng village? Wang Zhiwen asked curiously, "are you far away from us?"

Xia Xiaoran knew that he was speechless. He closed his mouth, but he was thinking, of course, there is a difference, the difference is eighteen thousand miles.

Xia Xiaoran got up early the next morning. She made noodles with noodles and cooked them first, then cooled them with oil. At this time, Wang Zhiwen also got up. After he finished wearing, he called Xia Xiaoran twice. When he found that no one should answer, he turned and went into the kitchen to see what Xia Xiaoran had made.

When I entered the door, I found that it was just ordinary noodles.

"You just cook noodles in the morning?" Wang Zhiwen raised his mouth slightly. "I tell you, cook Wang in the kitchen is a northerner. He is a great noodle maker. Let him cook it for you another day."

Xia Xiaoran bit his lip and didn't speak. I thought, what noodles have I never eaten in the north? It's you. Do you eat hot dry noodles? Don't pull like that before you eat it. According to her memory, she rehydrated the cooled noodles, then poured sesame paste, put green onion, coriander, sesame oil, pepper and so on, and then mixed them. When she asked, she rushed to her nose.

I don't know when Wang Zhiwen has left the kitchen. Xia Xiaoran is afraid that it's not delicious. He takes up his chopsticks and stealthily takes a taste of Wang Zhiwen's bowl.

"Not bad." After taking a bite of the hot and dry noodles, Xia Xiaoran sincerely gave himself a high praise, "by the way, add some shredded mustard..."

Xia Xiaoran added some pickled mustard, and then mixed it again. Red, yellow and green mixed in the noodles, giving off the fragrance of chili oil and sesame paste. Xia Xiaoran has become a loyal fan of himself.

I thought that Wang Zhiwen really didn't know what to do. This hot and dry noodles is good to eat hot. She picked up the bowl and ran, shouting: "Master Wang, your hot and dry noodles are ready..."

Wang Zhiwen was sitting in the pavilion teasing the yellow ducks in the pond. Seeing Xia Xiaoran running out, he waved to her: "here."

Xia Xiaoran heard his voice, rushed over and put the hot dry noodles on the small stone table: "taste, taste, it's hot that tastes good."

Then she thought of something and ran back to carry a bowl of soup.

But when she brought the soup, Wang Zhiwen didn't move his chopsticks.

"Why?" She looked at him a little puzzled, "you try, it's really delicious."

Wang Zhiwen shook his head: "I'm tired of looking at it. I don't really want to eat it."

Xia Xiaoran was helpless in an instant. I've been busy for a long time before I finished it. He even sent me off without wanting to eat. Why did I spend so much time grinding sesame paste yesterday? My arm was sore.

Xia Xiaoran looked at Wang Zhiwen helplessly: "yesterday, I was grinding sesame paste all day, in order to make a bowl of hot and dry noodles. If you want to taste it, just have a taste and tell me if it's delicious..."

Then she pushed the noodle soup to Wang Zhiwen: "and this, if you want to feel tired, you can have some soup."

Wang Zhiwen saw that she was very serious and could only reluctantly pick up chopsticks.

He has never eaten this kind of cooking, and there is nothing. Noodles are either soup or stewed seeds. There is nothing.

He picked up his chopsticks and stirred them, then picked up a piece of noodles and put it into his mouth. Originally, it would be nice to eat a chopstick, but the noodles are fragrant and smooth, especially the sesame flavor. He was surprised to see Xia Xiaoran one eye, busy carry bowl: "you just said this is what?" Xia Xiaoran see his attitude changed, eyes are bright up: "this is called hot dry noodles..." "hot dry noodles?" Wang Zhiwen looked at the noodles in the bowl and murmured, "I haven't eaten this way before. It's not bad. I don't think it's bad." Then he began to eat. Xia Xiaoran muttered in his heart, not so bad? It's not that bad? It's not bad to eat so hard. It's too low. Wang Zhiwen finished eating, put down the bowl, felt his stomach and said, "how can you figure it out? Thanks for your imagination. This is the first time I eat noodles. It's very good." Xia Xiaoran stretched his forehead with a smile. Hearing the praise, all the hard work in these two days is worth it“ How is this done? " Wang Zhiwen is very curious, has been chasing Xia Xiaoran asked practice“ It's a secret. It's my unique skill. " Xia Xiaoran deliberately shows off. In fact, she thinks that her level is not too high, and there is room for improvement. It's not too late to tell him when she does better next time“ Is that what your family does? " The last time I heard Xia Xiaoran say "we are there", Wang Zhiwen remembered it and thought it was the way Xia Xiaoran made noodles at home. Xia Xiaoran shook his head: "no, I can't even afford sesame at home. What kind of hot and dry noodles do we eat? We eat wild vegetables every day. Occasionally, big brother goes up to the mountain to fight a chicken."“ Wild vegetables Wang Zhiwen looks at Xia Xiaoran incredulously, "is wild vegetable grass?" Xia Xiaoran shook his head helplessly. This young master is really a child of a rich family“ I want to know, how much did your family sell you? " Listen to Xia Xiaoran talking about family affairs, Wang Zhiwen can't help but say a word more.