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Chapter 199

Forty minutes later, the delicious meal was ready.

They called Aunt Zheng to join them. After the three of them had a simple meal, Aunt Zheng took the initiative to pick up the dishes and wash the dishes. The two of them looked at it with helplessness.

Finally, he called Aunt Zheng away again, and after washing the dishes and chopsticks, Lin Ming started teaching.

"To cook, you must first learn to cut vegetables. If you want to make mooncakes, then learn to knead noodles first." Lin Ming stood on the side, took out various flour bags, and threw them directly on the stove.

Bang!

A large basin was placed directly on it by Lin Ming.

"let's start."

Lin Ming raised his head, raised it to the basin, and signaled the woman beside him to start kneading the noodles.

Bei Xinyao looked at it and was slightly stunned. She asked Lin Ming: "What kind of combination does this need? How much water should be added? How well should the dough be mixed?"

"Mix the flour until it becomes tough enough to form a dough. As for how much water to add, you just have to decide based on this."

"For matching, just choose one of the starches. Of course, you can also try mixing these types together."

Following Lin Ming's instructions, Bei Xinyao started kneading noodles for a while, while Lin Ming acted as a teacher and watched from the side.

Seeing the woman next to him rolling up her sleeves and starting to work in a decent manner, Lin Ming couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. With the sound of running water, the starch in the basin began to thicken.

The state changes and goes away.

Bei Xinyao stood on the edge, putting both hands in the basin, holding a ball of flour in each palm, then separated her left and right hands, and put flour in their own palms.

The five fingers of the left hand are constantly bending and kneading, and the five fingers of the right hand are also constantly bending and kneading.

The sticky flour was all over the woman's ten fingers.

"Ha ha……"

Lin Ming couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw his wife kneading noodles like this: "Daughter-in-law, I want to give you full marks for your noodle-kneading posture."

"What? Isn't it right?"

Bei Xinyao had never done this before, and she didn't know what to do at all. At this time, she was just like a baby who had just come into contact with the new world. She didn't know anything and didn't have much basic common sense in life.

"Yes, yes...haha..."

Lin Ming nodded repeatedly and couldn't help but laugh. He actually wanted to praise the woman in front of him. After all, her attitude towards learning was still very sincere.

However, looking at the other party's conciliatory look, he really couldn't control it.

In particular, the way the ten fingers twist each other is like a flower girl dancing on the spot. The scene is really too strong.

"You...you laughed at me again! Huh, you didn't teach me and you still laughed at me."

Seeing Lin Ming laughing again and again, Bei Xinyao started acting coquettishly and gave Lin Ming a roll of her eyes. That means, you can slowly understand it yourself.

Seeing his daughter-in-law's handsome face with an expression of resentment written all over it, Lin Ming wanted to laugh again.

It's simply too cute.

However, this time, he held it in forcefully.

Finally he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He now seriously doubts whether he will suffer from internal injuries if he makes jokes with his wife frequently in the future.

What my daughter-in-law does is so humorous that people who don’t know it would think she is playing in the mud and would not associate it with making noodles.

"Ahem, don't laugh, don't laugh!"

Lin Ming took a deep breath, straightened his expression, then hugged Bei Xinyao's waist from behind, stretched out his hands from behind the small waist, and finally grabbed the woman's hands directly.

Then he leaned in the middle and said plausibly: "Well, it's not that you can't knead the dough with one hand, but you can't knead the dough with a few fingers. Otherwise, like you, you will have to knead the dough until the year of the monkey.

go."

"This pot is big enough. Put your hands together and knead the dough repeatedly. Well, yes, that's it. Then knead the dough until it is tough enough. This is the first step.

"

Lin Ming explained while actually teaching, giving a real step-by-step tutorial.

Feeling the warmth coming from the broad chest of the man behind her, Bei Xinyao's little heart was like a deer, rushing randomly.

The little heart was beating wildly.

Her face also flushed for a while. The male hormones of the man behind her were too strong, which attracted her deeply.

At this moment, Bei Xinyao felt like she was about to be drunk by this hormone.

"young married woman!?"

Suddenly, a man's voice came to his ears. The voice was so close that he could hear his breathing clearly.

"Bang bang bang!"

In her heart, it seemed as if a heavy hammer had hit her hard, making her whole body tremble.

"Um?"

Bei Xinyao was about to faint. She felt her head was spinning. She had been completely immersed in this man's broad mind and could not extricate herself.

Looking at the woman in his arms, Lin Ming raised the corners of his mouth: "Do you understand?"

Bei Xinyao's pretty face turned red: "I, I forgot, please say it again!"

Lin Ming: "..."

The first noodle-making process took more than twenty minutes of teaching before Bei Xinyao mastered it. Moreover, Lin Ming made peace with the dough in the end.

Lin Ming seriously doubted whether this woman was listening to him carefully.

"Hey, daughter-in-law, based on your study progress, I think my parents won't be able to eat the mooncakes you made when I go home during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Lin Ming looked at the woman in his arms, her drunken and confused look, which made him feel agitated.

I didn’t drink alcohol, so why am I still drunk?

A proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily. It seemed that his charm was too great.

"I...hum, it's not all your fault for not being sure about the church!" Bei Xinyao said proudly.

Hearing this, Lin Ming opened his mouth, with a helpless smile on his face.

This can all be blamed on me.

This woman looks so arrogant.

I can't help it, who made you my wife?

"Ahem, let's start the second step! We're still making noodles, but we're just making stuffing!"

"Yeah, let's get started."

Bei Xinyao nodded repeatedly, and finally started asking Lin Ming to teach again.

After the whole process, Lin Ming was quite tired, but he was enjoying it as a whole.

The charm exuded by this woman is so great that it is simply irresistible.

It took more than two hours for Lin Ming to finish teaching.

"Okay, now it's time to wait for the pot to come out. Go and wash your little face. You look like a tabby cat."

"Humph, don't you like it?"

"Of course I do. How about I record your beautiful and lovely appearance?"


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