Chapter 1508

Yan Tianxing's movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water. The dough is changeable in his hands. In a short time, the noodles have been sliced.

He put the sliced noodles, sprinkled with oil, and then asked Mo shangyun, "what kind of thick and thin do you want?"

"All right."

Mo shangyun is really not picky about this.

So Yan Tianxing turned around and began to pull noodles. This is a highly technical job, but in addition to a strong sense of disobedience, Yan Tianxing can not pick out anything wrong. He held the two ends of the noodles in his hands, stretched his arms out evenly, folded them in half and placed them in the fingers of one hand. The other hand hooked out the downward end. The palm of his hand turned upward to form a noose like noodle. At the same time, he stretched both sides This can be repeated.

Each fold is called "one button", and he chooses noodles, which needs nine buckles.

There seems to be no difficulty with him.

Mo shangyun simply kicks the small stool over, and then sits on it with one hand supporting his chin. Looking up at Yan Tianxing's noodles, the fine noodles are forming in his hands.

It doesn't have a taste.

Soon, Yan Tianxing pulled the noodles well, nine buckles, no more than many. The fine noodles were in his hands one by one, soft and good-looking.

It's hard to imagine that such a pair of hands with knives and guns could do such work.

After the noodles were pulled up, Yan Tianxing prepared to heat the hot water for the next pot, but Mo shangyun said excitedly, "one more time."

Slanting her one eye, Yan Tianxing light frown, "you can't finish eating."

"You don't eat?" Mo shangyun asked.

“……”

It is false to care about whether he eats or not, and it is true to want to see him perform acrobatics.

She didn't want to pay attention to her, but her eager appearance didn't seem to be easy to get rid of. Yan Tianxing's head ached, and he picked up noodles to continue to pull a bowl.

Thanks to his small weight, there will be no noodles left after twice pulling.

After finishing the most difficult operation, Yan Tianxing's best work was followed. Mo shangyun did not want to look at it any more. He got up and stretched out, took a plate and slipped to add a plate of pickles.

When Yan Tianxing cooked the noodles, moshangyun successfully consumed a small section of pickled radish.

Yan Tianxing:

His Ramen is not as attractive as this pickle?

Without knowing what, Yan Tianxing suddenly turned a little dark. He picked up the ramen and went to Mo shangyun. He put the noodles on the small table in front of her. He moved the pickle dish a little bit, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional.

"Thank you."

Mo shangyun is not polite, and takes up chopsticks and starts to eat.

Don't say, although it was the first time he did it, it still tasted good.

Compared with the authentic, it certainly does not taste like that, but compared with the real novice, it is one or two grades higher.

Hot noodles are sent to his mouth. In this hot summer, he is sweating all over the body. As soon as Mo shangyun wants to wipe it, Yan Tianxing drops his paper towel. Mo shangyun reaches for it and thanks again.

Yan Tianxing returned to the stove and cooked himself a bowl of noodles.

However, when the noodles were about to be put out of the pot, I could see two figures flashing outside the corner of my eye. It was clear that one foot was going to step in, but as soon as I saw him, they turned around and left one after another.

When Yan Tianxing was in a bad mood, his voice suddenly cooled down, "don't you come in and sit down?"

"Drillmaster Yan!"

"Drillmaster Yan!"

Subei and Ding Jing stopped one after another, turned around and clubbed at the door, and then solemnly said hello to Yan Tianxing.

But at the same time, don't forget to use the corner of the eye to communicate.

Didn't all the cooks be here?

-- Yan Tianxing and Mo shangyun are not cooks. Who knows they are meeting here?!

In the northern Jiangsu Dynasty, Ding Jing turned his eyes.

Ding Jing snorted coldly.

The friendship that the two people rarely built up disappeared and disappeared.

"For what?" Yan Tianxing asked.

"Foraging."

Mo shangyun lifted his eyelids and answered them.

These two goods, after all, are not promising. You can see what they are doing.

Yan Tianxing coolly glanced at Mo shangyun.

He was staring at him rather uneasy, Mo Shang Yun slanted his head, thinking of the voice, "report?"

Yan Tianxing:

The atmosphere between the two people, as always Complex.

Head still has scorching sun insolation, Ding mirror has no intention to stay in place, open mouth way: "that what, if nothing, we go first."

As a result, before he could turn around, he heard a slightly smiling voice coming from behind him, "come all here, what's the rush?"

Step by step.

“……”

Ding Jing glanced at Subei on his side.

Subei looked at her with a slight frown.This She doesn't know!

Ding Jing picks up her eyebrows and then walks into the operation room.

Compared with Northern Jiangsu, she believed in Mo shangyun more.

"Is there anything else to eat?" Around the circle to avoid Yan Tianxing, Ding Jing goes directly to Mo shangyun.

Yan looked at Xing Mo's direction.

Without any hope, Ding Jing found a stool to sit in front of Mo shangyun and took a pair of chopsticks to eat the dish of pickles.

At this time, bu Yirong and Subei didn't know what to say. They just walked in. After a few words with Yan Tianxing, bu Yirong borrowed the pot of soup made by Mo shangyun. It seems that they want to cook some noodles for Subei.

Yan Tianxing didn't care.

He was so blatant that he opened a small stove for Mo shangyun, and he couldn't control who to open a small stove for.

"Sleeping trough."

Ding Jing bit his cheek and mumbled, then bit off the crisp radish.

Grandma is a bear. What's her light bulb like here?!

Mo shangyun pitifully looked at her, "did not eat in the canteen?"

"No

Ding Jing answers in a bad way.

She and Subei met 907 people on the road, which happened to be Zhong Lingyue, Du Wuwei and Ji Lin. after the exercises a few days ago, the Liangzi on both sides must have come to an end. Neither of them is a good quarrel. Since they have met, it is impossible to sit down and have a chat and drink tea peacefully, which naturally leads to a conflict.

It's not. It's a bit late. I just missed lunch.

What's more, even if the guests come, the meal time of 907 is fixed. Once it exceeds the time, there will be no food.

Zhonglingyue, Du Wuwei and others have gone, but Subei and Dingjing have never been people who "admit their lives". In the past, they were able to sneak in and out of the kitchen in gs9. Now they are more unscrupulous in other people's sites. Now they go around for a circle and make sure that all the cooks are not in the operation room. They come here so blatantly.

The result did not expect, unexpectedly met Mo Shang Yun and Yan Tianxing.

Oh, no, there's another step to follow.

The first and second leaders of gs9 are here. I'm afraid she can't eat well.

There was a little pickle to fill her poor stomach.

Mo Shang Yun laughed and raised his head to step and asked, "instructor Bu, is it for three?"

"Not enough."

Take out the noodles left in the kitchen and answer with a smile.

"Isn't it good to be so eccentric?"

Bu Yirong looked at Yan Tianxing with a smile and then asked, "is that right?"

Subei came over and directly grabbed a radish and dried it into his mouth. He said, "don't worry. He ate it."

The implication is that they are for her and Ding Jing. They are not allowed to eat.

Mo shangyun shrugged his shoulders.

"Do you have any more?" Subei asked

"Over there."

Mo shangyun pointed to the location of the pickle jar.

He picked up the pickle dish that he ate almost the same. Subei grabbed the chopsticks in Ding Jing's hand and went directly to the pickle jar.

Mo shangyun delivers Ramen to his mouth with satisfaction.

"How come your noodles look different?" Ding Jing looks at the noodles on both sides.

"Yan drillmaster pulled it," Mo shangyun said with a smile. He also came to Yan Tianxing and raised eyebrows, "right?"

Yan Tianxing put the dishes on the table and sat down beside her.

However, she was ignored.

Mo shangyun just smiles.

Like who didn't know he was upset?

"It's OK," Ding Jing sighed heartily, "master Yan is good at craftsmanship."

“……”

Yan Tianxing did not pay attention to her.

Ding Jing shrugs, and is used to the things that are difficult to communicate with Yan Tianxing.

During the time when Bu Yirong gave them the following items, Subei and Ding Jing served two plates of pickles. Su Bei and Ding Jing ate pickles for tooth making, and Mo shangyun also took them, but occasionally gave Yan Tianxing some. ——Sometimes, accomplices are necessary

however, although Yan Tianxing was very upset, he did not refuse to eat the pickles.

Ding Jing and Northern Jiangsu are winking at each other.

Tut tut

It was a strange scene.

With ready-made noodles, bu Yirong quickly made two bowls, and then served the table to Subei and Ding Jing.

He stood by the side of Subei, put her on the right side of the training cap which was crooked by the heat, and said, "go to me after eating."

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