Green Tea Beauty In Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 6

    In the stove room, Xu Aizhen had already set the fire up, and the pot was boiling water.

    She finished eating the noodles and washed the bowl by the way. At this moment, she was standing by and watching Lin Yan make noodles. To be precise, it was sweet potato flour.

    When Lin Yan came, she found that the fine grains were all locked up, and only the half-bag of sweet potato flour was left. Zhang Xiaojia probably did this deliberately.

    Xu Aizhen was so angry that she was going to find Zhang Xiaojia to settle the account, but Lin Yan held her and said to forget it.

    For her, whether it is fine grains or coarse grains, it tastes the same in her hands.

    Seeing sweet potato flour, Lin Yan planned to make hot and sour flour. The method of sweet potato flour and ordinary flour is different. When ordinary flour is mixed with noodles, just add cold water directly, but this kind of sweet potato flour needs to be rinsed with boiling water to become mature, and then continue to add sweet potato flour and Noodles.

    After the ordinary flour is mixed with the noodles, the noodles must be raised, but the sweet potato flour does not need to be raised. After making the noodles, it can be directly made into long strips of sweet potato flour.

    But a good sweet potato flour is wetter and sticky, so you have to find a tool.

    Lin Yan scanned the kitchen room, and finally locked her eyes on a gourd placed in the corner. This gourd was specially reserved for making water scoops at that time, but one gourd was split in half, so two can be made, and the other, Lin Yan, can be used.

    "Aizhen, you can help me bring that gourd." Lin Yan's hands were sticky and not very convenient, so she could only turn to Xu Aizhen for help.

    Although Xu Aizhen didn't know what Lin Yan was going to do, the face that Lin Yanhe came out of was also wet, not the same as her mother's usual face, and she was quite unsure in her heart, but she still said nothing. So he brought the gourd.

    Xu Aizhen watched as Lin Yan took the gourd, and then poked a few small holes in half of the float, looking confused.

    Finally couldn't help asking, "Xiao Yan, what are you doing?"

    Lin Yan pursed her lips and said, "You'll know in a moment."

    With that said, Lin Yan poured the reconciled sweet potato powder into the gourd scoop, and pointed the scoop at the basin filled with cold water. The viscous powder flowed down the small holes, and when it fell into the cold water, it changed. Become a slender sweet potato flour. The powdery quality is crystal clear, and at first glance it is the best sweet potato flour.

    Lin Yan started to work in an orderly manner, flexibly turning over the dough with her white fingers, easily turning the small dough pieces into vermicelli with the same thickness.

    Xu Aizhen on the side was a little dazzled, her mouth slightly opened, and she couldn't speak in shock.

    She had known Lin Yan for several years, and she really didn't know that Lin Yan could cook.

    In this regard, Lin Yan casually made up a rhetoric to make a fool of herself: "She Zhang Xiaojia has an uncle, but I don't have an uncle? You know, my uncle is a chef. His ancestor did a banquet for the emperor."

    Of course, uncle. It's fake. It was her great-grandfather who actually served the emperor's banquet.

    "It's so amazing, I haven't heard you talk about it before..." Xu Aizhen easily believed Lin Yan's words, her face full of admiration.