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Ye Fan's Made Noodles

“Mienya will be mushy Brother, soon in lift.”

“Don't worry, I've cooked noodles three times, so I know what to measure.”

Three times?

A bad feeling appeared in Ye Fan's heart.

Finally, Ye Yayan noodles matured.

Looking at the noodles Ye Yayan had brought, Ye Fan moved the corner of his mouth: "Sister, do you want me to drink noodle soup?"

Ye Yayan who saw the contents of the noodle bowl she immediately flicked her hair and said shyly, “This...This isn't soup, is it? Although sticky, but the shape is still there.”

“And the noodles I used to cook were not like this.”

Ye Fan glanced at Ye Yayan, whose face was flushed red.

I could hardly laugh or cry.

Fortunately, other than the milky white soup, this bowl of noodle soup had no other special color, otherwise Ye Fan was really afraid of food poisoning.

But when he thought of Ye Yayan's cooking noodles without putting onion, Ye Fan fell silent.

Thinking that Ye Yayan was the one who had never touched an onion with ten fingers, Ye Fan picked up the chopsticks and prepared to try them first, which was also part of Ye Yayan's heart.

Ye Fan had just tasted the taste, if it was really bad, he would not continue to eat it.

“Why don't you eat it, and I'll cook you another bowl of noodles?”

Ye Yayan grabbed onto Ye Fan's hand, and Ye Fan felt a little overwhelmed by the soft and delicate feeling in his palm.

But Ye Fan was ultimately still a visitor, although he was a little overwhelmed by this contact, he quickly became calm.

“I'll try the taste first, after all, this is the first bowl of noodles that big brother Yan made for me.”

Ye Fan smiled gently and said to Ye Yayan.

"All right then." Ye Yayan let go of her hand with a worried expression on her face, "If it feels bad, don't force it."

"I know."

After Ye Fan finished speaking, he extended his chopsticks into the bowl, ready to flank the noodles.

It's just ...

noodles immediately broke up after being flipped with chopsticks even though Ye Fan did not exert any strength at all.

This bowl of noodles was not edible and Ye Fan made a decision in his heart.

It's not that I don't want to eat it, it's because God doesn't allow it.

He glanced at Ye Yayan.

Ye Yayan's eyes widened at this moment and he didn't think that the noodles he made couldn't even be clamped.

Obviously the noodles I made before weren't too bad.

This is obviously very bad.

Ye Yayan said to Ye Fan with a reddish face: "I suddenly remember that the dog next door had not eaten dinner yet. I asked Auntie Zhang to bring it to him. "

After speaking, she directly picked up the noodles in front of Ye Fan and walked quickly out of the kitchen.

Ye Fan was stunned, did the dog eat noodle soup?

Also, who among the people living here does not know, are you sure their dogs will eat the noodles you make?

Ye Fan looked at the stove, sighed, and let him do it himself.

As a person who grew up in an orphanage, Ye Fan's cooking ability was still good and not bad.

A few minutes later, Ye Yayan returned to the kitchen after finishing her "workshop.

As soon as Ye Yayan entered the door, a fragrant smell came gushing into her nostrils.

What caught Ye Yayan's attention was Ye Fan who was exploring the kitchen.

“Ye Fan, do you know how to make noodles?” Ye Yayan stepped forward and asked in disbelief.

“Of course.” Ye Fan smiled satisfiedly, “I will make you dry noodles.”

Ye Fan stuffed the freshly cooked noodles into the bowl.

Various condiments have been placed in the bowl before.

At this moment, Ye Yayan realized that the aroma came from a bowl, and the combination of various herbs formed an appetizing scent.

Looking at Ye Fan who was mixing noodles, Ye Yayan blinked her big and beautiful eyes and asked, "Why aren't the noodles you're cooking sticking together?"

"First I'd slice and pluck noodles while cooking noodles, but I found that If there were no gravy, the noodles would be tangled and dry."

Ye Fan mixed the noodles and laughed: "There are two ways to choose a noodle that is not dry."

"Two ways?" Ye Yayan was Surprised.

“Why?”Blinking her eyes, Ye Yayan asked curiously.

“Because simple.”

“Forget it, I'll say everything.”

“The first way is to put almost cooked noodles in cold water, then if you want to eat cold noodles, you do not need to put them back in the pot. If you don't want to eat cold noodles, put them in a pot and heat them again with hot water then put in a little oil and mix well it won't be mushy and stick together."

"The second way is not suitable for you at the moment, and requires experience."

"The first way, especially for cold noodles, is the easiest and most suitable for beginners like you."

"Oh." Ye Yayan replied, and Ye Fan did not know if he understood.

“Come, try.”

Ye Fan brought a bowl of noodles to Ye Yayan, and then took out a pair of chopsticks from the dining table for her.

Ye Yayan held a bowl of noodles in both hands and lowered her head to smell it. The aroma alone could already destroy the "noodle soup" he made.

Put it on the table and grab the chopsticks.

"Suck it..."

The noodles at the entrance were not the soft and ugly taste he made, but not blunt, they were fitting.

This skill could not only destroy her, but even compare her to the two nanny aunts in the family.

“Lezat, right?” Ye Fan held his hand and looked at Ye Yayan.

The other party's appetizing appearance had actually already said the answer.

“Enak, I didn't expect Ye Fan's noodles to be so good. You can compare it to Auntie Zhang and Aunt Li.”

Ye Fan smiled happily: “Don't flatter me too much.”

“Really my sister, I'm not a big talker."

At this moment, Ye Fan opened his eyes of insight.

Surprised to find that Ye Yayan's favorite level had reached 73 points, and his smile was even more prosperous.

However, this is not his favorite game can be high or low, and it is not static.

“By the way, Ye Fan, you can call Shiling and ask her to eat noodles, and let her taste the noodles cooked by her brother.”

“Oke.”

Ye Fan replied, then pulled out his phone and dialed Ye Shiling's number.

“Hey, Big Brother Ye Fan, have you eaten any noodles made by brother Yan now? Do you feel all right? If your stomach hurts go to two aunts to buy medicine.”

As soon as the phone connected, many questions arose from Ye Shiling's side. .

Fortunately, Ye Fan did not turn on the speakerphone otherwise this was a combined set of mocking skills for Ye Yayan.

Hearing this, Ye Fan finally understood why he was secretly running upstairs when he heard that Ye Yayan was going to cook noodles.

“It's okay, I call you to eat noodles, quick down.”

“Eating...eating noodles? I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat noodles.”

“Ye Fan, please persuade the eldest brother, I still want to save my stomach and wait for the dinner made by my aunt.”

Ye Fan was happy, this girl had eaten Ye Yayan's noodles before and had a phobia just look at her so scared.

“It was not made by your brother, it was made by me. Come down and eat it very good.”

“You made it?” Ye Shiling was stunned, then continued asking: “Is it really delicious? Brother, you can't lie to me, but I trust you so much."

"Really, I wouldn't lie to you." Ye Fan confirmed.

“OK, I'll go down and try your cooking.” Closing the phone, Ye Fan started preparing a second bowl of noodles.

When Ye Shiling came down and saw the bowl of noodles Ye Fan had prepared for her she finally felt relieved.

Looks like a really good noodle.

After biting, the little girl praised: "This side is fine, brother Yan see this,, this is called food, and what you make is called 'don't eat'.

"Well! (Second voice)"

Ye Yayan glared angrily, the little girl smiled shyly, the grandeur of the eldest sister was there, and she immediately covered her mouth.

But after a few seconds of silence, he said to Ye Fan again: "Sister Ye Fan, wait for the next peace. Let me go to the live broadcast together. Many fans in my live broadcast room expressed their desire to hear your voice again. "

"Me?" Ye Fan pointed to himself, and then vetoed, "I'll forget about it, I won't broadcast it live. "

Ye Shiling smiled sweetly: "You don't need to broadcast live, just play a game with me in the team while I'm live." "Are you okay?" Seeing Ye Fan's hesitation, Ye Shiling said flirtatiously,

"Okay, I'll try." "

"Yes!"