The prodigal didn't know what she was going to do, so he could only watch from the sidelines.
The pot Ji Ruyan made was different from ordinary pots. The pot she gave her was a modern frying pan.
What she wants to make is scallion pancakes.
The oil pan was already hot, so she quickly poured the batter, and then a large thin pancake was formed, and the pancake was cooked quickly.
And she picked up the cake with one hand, placed it on the wooden board aside, and then continued to pour it.
She has made a lot, and she plans to make a portion for several elderly people. Now the weather is slowly turning autumn.
On a cool autumn night, a steaming bowl of noodles with scallion pancakes is definitely a good food to warm up!
Ji Ruyan cut out the biscuits wholeheartedly, and the foodies on the side were already salivating. When she wasn't paying attention, she secretly took two large biscuits, eating one for herself and giving the other to the prodigal.
The two little guys solved the scallion pancake at extremely fast speed.
It's just that they don't have the habit of wiping their mouths at all, so the sesame oil remains in the mouths of the two little ones.
Ji Ruyan looked at the two little guys in a funny way and continued her movements. Although she would concentrate on eating, it didn't mean that she didn't know anything.
If not, she, a seventh-level Martial Emperor, would be too scumbag.
"Okay, the cakes are all ready. Foodie, if you've finished eating, then quickly watch the fire and make it more prosperous. I'm going to get ready."
"Yes, Master!"
If you have something to eat, of course the eater is the winner!
The foodie didn't dare to go against her will and hurriedly went to work.
Even the prodigal on the side was impressed by Ji Ruyan's craftsmanship and stood beside the pot eagerly, watching her sliced noodles.
The prodigal stared at Ji Ruyan. Ji Ruyan was holding a piece of bamboo in his hand. When he waved it, he saw noodles flying into the hot soup one after another.
From the beginning to now, it didn’t take much time to finish all the dough in her hand.
The fire was so strong that the shaved noodles began to boil on the soup surface. Ji Ruyan quickly took out several large bowls and divided them evenly.
After just a few large bowls, Ling Xing outside the door smelled the aroma and walked in with excitement on his face, "Miss, what delicious food did you make?"
"Come on, help me deliver these noodles and scallion pancakes to a few old people first. Of course, there is also one for you!"
"Okay! Miss is so kind!"
Lingxing left with five large bowls of noodles and ten scallion pancakes.
Most of the inventory in this room was gone in one go, which made the foodie’s heart ache!
"Master..."
He looked at Ji Ruyan aggrievedly, saying that he didn't have enough to eat.
Ji Ruyan glanced at it, "Do you remember what I said? It's not okay to be greedy for too much! Don't worry, you and the prodigal have a total of ten scallion pancakes. You will share the noodles and bone broth in this pot equally. I'm leaving.
Come on, don’t eat the pot! Otherwise...I won’t be able to spare you!"
After giving the instructions, Ji Ruyan left with the two bowls of noodles and five scallion pancakes.
As soon as she left, the foodie quickly asked the prodigal, "How is it? Have you finished it?"
"Don't worry, I'm absolutely reliable when I take action!"
The prodigal held his head high, very arrogant.
Hearing this, the foodie smiled and said, "Okay, now that you've done it, I'll be more polite to you. I'll let you eat one more scallion pancake. Let's eat it quickly and fan the flames later!"
"Okay!"
The two little guys smiled evilly at each other for a while, and then they started eating the delicious food in front of them.
……
T-Twuwu, are you hungry?
Xiaolou, I'm so hungry. I really want to eat noodles, but my hands are cold...
