ps: I promised the third update today. I am really in a bad mood. I will update two first. I'm sorry. I quarreled with my wife because of a trivial matter. She is lying in bed and ignores me. She is alone and haggard. Looking back, she is all

It’s mine, I want to coax her... I will go back to my mother-in-law's house tomorrow. If my eyes are swollen, it will be bad... Alas... Why bother...

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The soldiers in the kitchen squad illuminated all the lights that could be lit, completely ignoring whether they would waste electricity and were scolded by their superiors. In fact, they were not a big deal. The scene in front of them was so shocking. It turned out that noodle could live like this, noodle

Can I pull this way?

Under the bright light, Zhou Yi hung his elbows and knees, and the dough rolled between his hands, and noodle like silver threads flew towards the already spread panels with every roll of the dough.

Fatty Zhao and a few cooks who were in charge of the white house on weekdays were busy. Several people took turns to fight, so they could barely catch up with Zhou Yi's "ramen" speed. They used a kitchen knife to divide the noodles and put them in a big pot to cook.

It is very strange. It is obviously a dragon whisker noodles as thick as hair. It will cook as soon as it is rolled in water, but no matter how you cook it, it will not be broken. Even the soup base is clear.

Anyone who comes to this kind of noodles will taste delicious. In the early years of the Republic of China, there was a gourmet who liked to go to the noodle shop at four or five o'clock in the morning to eat the first pot of noodles. The most important thing is to use the noodles and the soup is the soup.

It is smooth; the Zhouyi side has such a miraculous effect. The following noodles are all soup noodles.

The soldiers in the kitchen team couldn't figure out that the flour was still the same flour. How could they live out such noodles and pull out such noodles when they got to their hands? This was just watching, and they didn't put any 'ramen' on it.

I didn't have washing powder, I just rely on my strength. Otherwise, I would say that it was a doctor from the Marine Corps. The special forces came out.

Zhou Yi didn't know that the soldiers were speculating randomly, and his mind had long been sank into the "culinary realm" through this ball of dough. Gradually, people were in harmony with each other. People were faces, and faces were people. The faces were in their hands, and their hearts were in their hands.

Swimming in the face, the spiritual power penetrates the silver threads, walks on the upper panel, enters the soup pot, and waits for food to be picked up, and then stretches out along the scent of the face and stretches out toward the endless void.

No success, no name, no self-righteous...

With this skill of making faces, Zhou Yi's mind was condensed and he unconsciously entered a state of meditation that could be encountered and hard to find. There was nothing in his heart, no sorrow, no joy, no desire, no desire, no leakage of all kinds of thoughts, spirit and

**At the same time, they all entered a state of great silence, great emptiness, and great joy.

This is the realm of Buddha and the realm of Tao. There are 36,000 Dharma doors on earth. Every way can be used to reach the great road, so how can you not make faces? Those who have entered this realm are like drug addicts watching the blurred and colorful world in front of them.

That kind of happiness and excitement is unpredictable to ordinary people. This kind of joy and the accumulation of great wisdom. It turns into a more wonderful dragon beard noodles along Zhou Yi's hands and turns into bowls of delicious food.

, sent to the old beauty Qu Naiwen, in front of the 'disciple' Liu Yuebo, in front of every wounded and sick, and even in front of every ordinary soldier...

The clear noodle soup, green green onion leaves, red chili oil, fried to brown minced garlic, and the thin hair-thin noodles in the bowl, the snow-white and transparent noodles are rippling gently, and the hands are only light

Shake it lightly, and the noodles spread out, without sticking to each other... It smells so fragrant, so hot, and a bowl of fragrant hot noodle soup...

Take a deep breath and grab a strand of noodles. With a slight sniff, the deep breath of the stomach that exploded in addition to the warmth and fragrance of noodles, there was also an unknown joy that made everyone stop in a daze.

The chopsticks show an extremely relaxed smile. It is a kind of joy after the whole body and mind is relaxed, and it is a real joy.

Just like the laughter of childhood, it has disappeared for many years and has not been recovered; just like the first love of that year, the green colors, the red smile; just like the most beautiful dream in life. I woke up from laughter.

That time...

Fame, wealth, fame, fortune, greed, anger, ignorance, anger, and separation and sorrow... These original sins and non-original sins, one by one, the great demons and inner demons who block human pursuit of joy and joy, disappear with this mouthful of noodle soup and a mouthful of noodles.

No trace of the shadow.

Xiaoyaoyou, everyone is in the joy of being happy. Wang Dongrushi, who is obsessed with martial arts, has given his whole youth to the medical career, and is guarding the post and holding a bowl of 'Xiaoyao noodles' in the heavy rain.

The little warriors are like this... These ordinary people who are busy in the world, pursuing, seeking, competing, and fighting for their own goals may still be the most common person after eating this bowl of noodles.

But at this moment, they suddenly became true immortals, true Buddhas, and true gods they had obtained, and all had the ability to be free and happy in the universe and be happy.

"I have to be leisurely! May my parents respect elders, be filial to brothers, and be red-armed and make-up... all of them are leisurely..."

"One person is a noble man, and everyone is a hero! When I have to be leisurely, I hope there will be no disputes and hatred in the world, work hard, work from 9 to 5, work hard... This is a true hero!

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Everyone's ears were filled with these chants, and I don't know where they came from or where they came from. It was like a dusk drum and morning bell, ringing in everyone's ears. Even a workaholic like Qu Naiwen couldn't even look back on himself.

At the age of forty, I began to consider what the true meaning of life is.

Although the "dieters" enjoyed it, they were immersed in the most delicious noodles they had ever encountered in their lives, but the one who got the greatest joy was Zhou Yi.

For Hero You Ran, who is only at level 1, using "Xiaoyaoyou" should have consumed a lot of energy. Last time, I took a few days to recover in order to compete with Gu Yun; but this time I made a date for the soldiers.

However, Zhou Yi truly understood the true meaning of "Xiaoyaoyou". When he devoted all his body and mind to these soldiers, regardless of his own mental loss, when the soldiers were led into the realm of Xiaoyao by this bowl of magical noodles, everyone

The great joy and leisure were all flowing into his body through a channel that was invisible to the naked eye, but it was a real existence. The spiritual light that was originally wrapped in the "So Heart Gu" suddenly shone brightly

, it is about to penetrate the flesh and body, and penetrate into the endless void.

Zhou Yi's spiritual power was suddenly entrusted by this inexplicable but extremely magical force. The first time he left his body for several miles, the first time he was completely immune to the gravity of the earth and the gale wind in the air, the first time he was

Rising up in the sky!

One thousand meters, three thousand meters, five thousand meters!

This is not the real power, Zhou Yi is almost certain, because he can feel the power behind him that drives his mental power, which comes from Wang Dong, Qu Naiwen, and even every soldier in the camp near the temporary hospital, every wound in the hospital

The patient. The mental power of these people is so compatible with him, and they are not distinguished from each other. They have lifted him to a height of thousands of meters.

“That’s…”

The magic of the use of mental power cannot be described by writing ink. Zhou Yi is in a high altitude, the spirit eyes are open, and the moonlight points to it. The mountains, land, rivers and grasslands below are all clearly visible, and you can see the long river in the west. The white waves are surging, the black clouds are densely covered with layers of water walls, and the stacks are getting higher and higher...

"The water level in the middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River has risen again. This time the fierce peak is really a century-old experience." His eyes turned to the reservoirs and gates on the riverbed, and they were indeed overwhelmed. Zhou Yi sighed inwardly, knowing that once the reservoirs exceed, they once exceeded. The load must be opened to release water. The government wants to protect large and medium-sized cities in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River, and can only allow the Yellow River to continue to seize the Huai River. I am afraid that the second flood peak will come in at most in these two or three days!

Can Yongji's embankment still hold on? How the government is preparing to deal with these 200,000 soldiers and civilians, and the people suffering from disasters nearby are still gathering here. Yongji is almost overwhelmed.

Zhou Yi was in Yongji, and unconsciously he became a part of the place. He began to worry and worry about the people of Yongji County. There are also Huai County, Hong County, and even Yangzhou below Yongji. Only when the Duhuai and Huang River enter the lower reaches of the Yangtze River will the waterway widen and the strength to resist floods will be enhanced. However, if Yongji cannot support this journey, it will probably lead to greater disasters!

With worries in my heart, my tacit understanding with everyone's mental power decreased infinitely. Zhou Yi felt a flash in front of him, and then he realized that he had "returned" to the kitchen class. Fatty Zhao and a group of soldiers were eating happily Noodle, while eating, he stretched out his thumbs out at him: "Doctor Zhou, I really admire you."

The rigorous scientific worker Qu Naiwen, who was admired by Zhou Yi, was also the second day after eating the noodles. Good news came from the temporary hospital. The condition of the wounded and the patients improved, and some The person who was originally scheduled to be discharged from the hospital in two or three days, after taking Dr. Zhou a bowl of noodles, he got out of bed directly. The more serious ones also relieved a lot. Can eating noodles cure the disease? Qu Naiwen has another research topic, this The research object is Zhou Yi.

Recalling the wonderful feeling when I was eating noodles last night, Qu Naiwen would rather believe that it was a dream. The feeling that seemed to be taking drugs made her indulge in it and a little difficult to extricate herself. Fortunately, this is in the army, with military discipline constraints, otherwise Zhou Yi would There is definitely no good fruit to eat. Crazy foodies will lock him in the kitchen for the rest of their lives and only make noodles!

"Zhou Yi, I treat you as my brother. Tell me the truth, what was the one yesterday? What was the one you are? It was simply a magic pill. It not only cures diseases, but also allows me to almost break through my mood. It is more in martial arts. Further, would you like to have another bowl?"

Wang Dong smashed his mouth, and he was unreasonable when he was familiar with him, so he was about to rely on Zhou Yi.

"I also study the kitchen art. How can I say that it is possible? If a martial arts master like us is willing to study the kitchen art, he will always surpass ordinary people. There are some mysterious additional attributes. I call this realm 'Xiaoyaoyou'."

"'Xiaoyaoyou'? You guy has a lot of fresh tricks. I found that the more you are familiar with you, the more you know, the more you will want to bother you... You said that little sister Is this the same thing? Last time I said I would repair you hard, and she seemed very worried?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I just checked the room and the injured and sick have recovered well. There is nothing wrong now. Have you found a good place?" Zhou Yi looked at Wang Dong with a smile. Since they are all buddies, he

I don’t want to hide it, I can help as much as I can.

"I found a secret place. Even if you and I struggle hard, I will not be discovered. Let's go, my Master Zhou?"

Wang Dong laughed.

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Chapter completed!