"Xiuqin, boil the water."

Li Fengxia smiled and ordered to the girl with a braid.

Speaking of which, the other party is still a distant relative of him, named Li Xiuqin.

Although he is only twenty-four or twenty-five years old, his seniority is not small.

If they were ranked according to seniority, Li Fengxia would call the other party "Little Sister".

Now that she has arrived in Yanjing, she simply called the other party’s name “Xiuqin”.

Li Xiuqin also called Li Fengxia "Sister Fengxia" like other big girls and little wives.

Li Xiuqin said "yes", picked up the bucket and went to the tap water pipe to get the water.

But Chen Jianghe, who was standing aside, stopped him: "Don't use tap water to cook noodles, use this kind of bucket of water."

Li Xiuqin looked in the direction of Chen Jianghe's finger.

I saw a row of Wahaha buckets of water placed in the corner of the kitchen.

Li Xiuqin was stunned on the spot and looked at Chen Jianghe in disbelief: "You won't let me use Wahaha's bucket of water to cook noodles..."

In this era, at least a well-off family had to drink this kind of barrel of pure water.

Most families still drink tap water.

I used this kind of bottled water when I was kneading the dough.

Li Xiuqin felt a little distressed at that time.

Now the other party actually told himself that he should use such an expensive bucket of pure water to cook noodles!

Isn't this a waste of things...

"Good noodles must be cooked in good water."

Chen Jianghe smiled and said firmly.

"Okay, I'll listen to you..."

Li Xiuqin had no choice but to walk over.

I saw her gently lifting one hand and actually lifting a bucket of 15l of water directly.

Then quickly opened the lid and poured the big iron pot over.

Chen Jianghe was stunned when he saw it.

The older girls of this era look thinner arms and thin legs, so why are they so strong!

Lobster mm Xu Zhixi is quite energetic.

Now it seems that this girl named Li Xiuqin is not inferior.

When Chen Jianghe thought of the soft girl who could not even twist the bottle cap after several years, he felt deeply that human beings were moving towards degeneration.

After a while, the water in the iron pot boiled.

Li Fengxia held the dough in her left hand and held thin iron slices in her right hand.

Standing calmly and calmly one meter away.

In an instant, the momentum in her body seemed to have undergone an amazing change.

The hand raises the knife and falls.

Thin iron sheet gently strokes through the elastic dough.

Suddenly, a willow leaf-shaped noodles about an inch long flew out like lightning.

It fell into the center of the large iron pot without any bias.

From beginning to end, Li Fengxia's expression was calm and unstoppable.

But deep down she was shocked!

The moment she used iron to scratch the dough, she didn't have time to exert force.

The noodles were shot out like a tightened slingshot!

It was the first time she had such a magical experience after she had peeled noodles for twenty years!

Li Fengxia's thoughts moved slightly.

The thin iron sheet on the right hand suddenly increased the speed!

In an instant, it turned into a blurred phantom!

I saw willow leaves flying one after another, like dense raindrops, flying towards the center of the big iron pot!

The whole picture is as magical as if it suddenly turned twice the speed!

This scene stunned everyone present!

"Oh my God... Is Sister Fengxia's noodles-cutting skills so powerful?"

"It's over. How long does it take to practice to have half of Sister Fengxia's skills!"

The big girls and wives watching couldn't help but exclaim.

Everyone feels very stressed deep inside.

Not only them, but even Chen Jianghe and others were stunned.

"Auntie's noodles-cutting skills are really amazing... The noodles that are cut in this way must be delicious!"

Lin Qing couldn't help but drool while watching.

He, a rich young man from the Lin family in Yanjing, has been living a carefree life since childhood.

I have never had much desire to eat, as long as I can fill my stomach.

But now, he really wants to taste what this bowl of knife-cut noodles tastes like!

Among all the people present, the most shocking one was Tang Jianguo...

He has lived with the cut noodles woman in front of him for half his life.

He should be very clear about what kind of cooking skills the other party has!

But now Tang Jianguo can't understand it at all, and he has even begun to doubt his life.

"My wife has such high skills but has been hiding it from her until today... She wants to go to God?!"

Before everyone present could react, Li Fengxia had already stopped the movements in her hand.

And the dough held on her left hand was only a thin layer.

The whole process took less than two minutes, and Li Fengxia cut out the cut noodles that was enough for five strong men to eat!

"The ribs need to be stewed for a while."

Li Fengxia looked at everyone with a smile and said, "I'll stir-fry some tomatoes and eggs first and beat them into braised. Let's try my noodles-shaving skills together!"

"Take it—"

A large pot of raw orange eggs was poured into a boiling oil pan.

Suddenly, a strong smell of fried eggs spread out!

"It smells so good - what kind of eggs are these? Why are they so fragrant!"

"It's been a long time since I smelled such a fragrant scrambled egg!"

"This fragrance is exactly the same as the eggs fried in the village when I was a child!"

...

Amid the amazement of everyone, Li Fengxia poured a full pot of tomatoes into an iron pot.

The unique aroma of tomato and eggs scrambled out after stir-frying with hot heat will spread out.

"This tomato tastes so good!"

"Yanjing is worthy of being Yanjing, everything is better than our small county town!"

...

After a while, a large pot of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and braised them and they were ready to stir-fry.

At this time, the cut noodles in the large iron pot had just been cooked and pulled out.

Five large bowls of white noodles have just been served.

When you get a little closer, you can smell a strong smell of wheat.

"Dad, you can eat this first bowl of noodles first."

Chen Jianghe picked up a bowl of noodles and poured them on a spoonful of tomatoes and eggs, and brought them to Tang Jianguo with a smile.

"I...I'm not hungry, you guys eat first..."

Tang Jianguo's saliva had long been unable to control his flowing out, but he was still trying hard to give in.
To be continued...