Teacher Niu waved his hand feebly.

"You should get out of school first. You won't be here anymore except for the final exam."

This is really not because Teacher Niu is angry. At Ye Yuze's current level, studying in first grade is really a waste of time.

If you have this skill, it’s really better to let others learn something you like.

This time, classmate Ye Yuze finally got rid of the shackles of his studies and won his personal freedom.

But this doesn't mean that he won't learn anything. He still has to work hard to learn Russian!

After leaving school, he simply went directly to his master.

After the Chinese class, there is still a self-study period before school is over. I can’t walk outside during this hour, right?

Master Lin Blacksmith was a little unhappy when he saw Ye Yuze coming back.

"Why skip class? You are a student now! That is your main task!"

Ye Yuze naturally did not dare to hide anything, so he explained in detail what happened at school today.

Aunt Zhou looked at him lovingly and praised:

"This baby looks like a very smart child at first glance. He will have a great future! You are lucky to be his master!"

Ye Yuze nodded quickly.

Blacksmith Lin's head is full of black lines.

Only then did Ye Yuze realize that he had made a mistake in the program. He quickly shook his head:

"Master, I will definitely be proud of this master in the future!"

Blacksmith Lin's mouth reached up to his cheeks, with a stern look on his face.

Aunt Zhou looked at him with disdain. She said "Humph!" but there was envy in her eyes.

Ye Yuze couldn't care about this anymore and quickly got up his horse again. After a while, he was sweating profusely!

An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Yuze ran back to school quickly. Otherwise, the company wouldn't be able to find him for a while, and he wouldn't know what to say?

When he got home, Ye Yuze started cooking. Today he wanted to imitate his master in making noodles.

But this is really a technical job. First of all, he knows that he needs to be tougher.

I just accidentally poured too much. Then the dough was ready, but I couldn't roll it out.

Once the dough is soft, it can stick to itself with a little rolling. This made Ye Yuze very worried.

Ye Yufan was watching with rapt attention, because he rarely ate noodles at home. He was also greedy. But this time brother Leng Buding was going to make noodles, and he was looking forward to it.

However, when I rolled the rolling pin a few times, not only did the dough stick together, I couldn't even remove the rolling pin.

This made Ye Yuze worried to death. He had no experience in this kind of thing! Is such a large piece of noodles going to be thrown away?

Ye Yufan was looking at it in confusion. "Brother, don't people roll the noodles into slices and then cut them? Why did you finally roll them out and then roll them into a ball?"

Ye Yuze really wanted to kick him, but he couldn't do anything, but he still knew the cooking procedures very well.

Ye Yufan was thirsty at this time, so he went directly to the bucket and took a spoonful of cold water to drink.

In fact, Chinese people have always had the habit of drinking hot water. But that is only for adults.

No child has the patience to wait for the hot water to cool down.

In addition, the water quality of that era was almost free of pollution. It can be said that it was purer than the mineral water sold for several dollars in later generations.

Ye Yuze's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the water. With water, it won't stick. If it can't be rolled out, won't labor and management know how to pull it?

Thinking of this, he quickly scraped the dough off the rolling pin. Then he kneaded it again and rolled it into large pieces.

As long as it's not rolled on the rolling pin and sprinkled with more flour, it won't stick.

At least Ye Yuze's panel was big enough. He carefully rolled the dough into a large rectangle according to the shape of the panel. Then he cut it into thumb-width strips with a knife.

"Brother, you are too thick and wide!"

The younger brother expressed a different opinion on the side.

Ye Yuze ignored him and quickly cut the meat, potatoes and brine.

After thinking about it, he followed Master's example and fried some Sichuan peppercorn oil. Although he didn't like the taste too much, Master must have a reason for doing that.

After the brine was prepared, a pot of water was put in. After the water boiled, Ye Yuze picked up a cut noodle and pulled it up in the water.

Not to mention, these noodles are very tough. Although the shapes and lengths of the noodles are different, they are full of personality! Who has noodles like this?

Seeing that Ye Yuze was having so much fun, his younger brother stopped. He also washed his hands and joined in the process of stretching noodles.

The two brothers were joking and competing to see who could pull it longer. As a result, all the noodles on the chopping board ended up in the pot within a short time.

Mom and Dad got off work together. They saw the dishes were already placed on the table. But why were the potatoes cut so small? And there was soup?

"Son, are you practicing knife skills? Or are you going to let us practice chopstick skills? How do we pick up such small particles?"

Dad joked with a smile.

My mother was not happy. "If you don't want to eat, just stay there. My son is so good at swordsmanship and you still find fault with him!"

Ye Yuze didn't care about being poor with his parents because the noodles were cooked.

Take a pot of noodles with different shapes into the basin.

Ye Yufan pointed to the longest ones and shouted: "I got those few, no one can snatch them from me!"

Ye Yuze picked a bowl of noodles, then added some mutton and potato stew. After thinking about it, he added some pepper oil. Mixed it well, picked a piece and put it in his mouth.

"This...?" Why does this feel better than the taste of Master?

Mainly noodles, the texture is very smooth and chewy. The most important thing is that it is not that hard!

Dad originally wanted to complain when he saw this noodle. After all, no one else’s noodles have such personality.

But after taking one bite of it, I immediately picked up the chopsticks and swiped it towards my mouth with a slurping sound. I didn’t even think about talking anymore!

Although my mother eats a little more gracefully, it's not much better. The chopsticks slide much faster than usual.

When the family was full, there was not a single noodle left in the basin.

Dad now completely forgot about what he just complained about. He humbly asked for advice:

"Son, how do you make these noodles?"

Before Ye Yuze could answer, Ye Yufan on the side had already opened his mouth and recounted the detailed process.

Ye Yuze looked at his brother in surprise. He didn't expect this guy to observe every step so carefully.

However, he obviously misunderstood the first step. He also regarded the part where the rolling pin was stained as a procedure.

Ye Yuze hurriedly explained that he had to deal with the situation where he couldn't roll the noodles and instead pulled the noodles.

My mother laughed loudly! "Ye Wancheng, listen to me. My son can turn waste products into high-quality products. Can you do this?"

Ye Yufan rolled his eyes and didn't know what to think about?

At this time, my father suddenly saw the sandbag Ye Yuze placed on the bed. He asked Ye Yuze where it came from.

Ye Yuze told the truth about his apprenticeship.

My mother immediately objected. "This won't work! You're too young. I won't let you go until you are older!"
Chapter completed!