This time Mu Huaijin really didn't have the time to guess, because the first time I had eaten the fried bread tonight, another super foodie Cheng Zixuan set off. If he accidentally got himself full, he was so full that he was so overwhelmed.

"Hey, you're saying something." Cheng Zixuan, who had not received a response, felt that he had been betrayed.

He was completely out of patience to deal with Cheng Zixuan, so he simply got up and went back to his yard. He had taken too much and needed to get some medicine for himself to digest food. Otherwise, he would probably not be able to sleep tonight.

Chu Lingxuan thought about getting close to his son. Although he didn't eat much, he also ate a lot. After taking a short rest, he went to the yard of several children.

Qin Xiujie left after dinner and did not stay here.

Cheng Ziqing and Luo Qingying were tired from traveling, and after dinner, they went back to their room to rest.

Finally, in the huge garden, Cheng Zixuan was left alone lying on the lounge chair and sighing, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

In the kitchen, Chaole poured half a pot of oil and asked Lu Jingyan to burn the fire. Zhao Ma stood aside to study.

Originally, Zhao's mother planned to burn the fire by herself or let Uncle Zhao come in, but Lu Jingyan refused. The task of burning the fire was taken over by Lu Jingyan himself.

I lifted the dough and took it out, cut a small piece, pulled it, put my hand to the oil and tested the temperature, then took my hand away and gently put the dough that I had just pulled in.

In the oil pan, an object that rapidly expands and gradually turns golden when oil appears before your eyes.

"This--" Zhao Ma stood beside Chaole, the person who knew the most clearly and clearly saw the changes in the dough in the oil pan. She widened her eyes in shock, pointed to the pot, and looked at Chaole again, almost incoherent, and didn't know how to speak.

"I call this fried dough sticks. Fried food, which is soft and crispy when the oil is expanded. However, you can eat it occasionally, but you can't eat it every day. Eating too much fried food is not good for the body." I didn't understand it very clearly. Anyway, there are many modern things. It is one of the favorite breakfasts for modern people for breakfast, but I have eaten less and less authentic fried dough sticks. In addition to Minggong, the oil of fried dough sticks is old oil. Reused multiple times will cause the oil to age and color to change into a odor. Anyway, various health-threatening things make the fried dough sticks made outside called one of the super unhealthy foods.

However, nowadays, if you eat it occasionally, the oil will not be reused many times, and many adverse factors can be avoided.

"I'll do it, girl, I just understood it." Zhao Ma looked at the person who was burning in front of the stove and couldn't calm down. After smiling awkwardly, she reached out to the knife in Le's hand, pulled Chaole aside and did it by herself.

She didn't say much about this. She just fryed two pieces, glued them together into one, and there were four pieces. The golden color and fragrance lingered in her mouth. She couldn't help but take a bite by herself. The mouth was crispy and soft. She squinted her eyes and couldn't help but whisper, it was really delicious.

Then when he squinted his eyes and didn't notice it, the fried dough stick in his hand was bitten off by someone lowering his head. When he opened his eyes, he found it was too late. Someone stood in front of her and chewed the things in his mouth with a smile on his face, and nodded in commenting, "Well, the taste is really good. Let's make some of this thing tomorrow for breakfast, Ma Zhao."

"Hey, okay." Seeing that his master liked him, Zhao Ma smiled happily, and her face turned into a chrysanthemum. She was so happy, and then she started to fry the fried dough sticks more quickly.

"Ma Zhao, fry less. Everyone eats too much at night. If you want to try it, then give it to the people below to eat later. Don't waste it." The weather is too hot, there is no refrigerator, and there are too many people and eyes, she can't put space, so the fried dough sticks fried tonight can only be eaten that night, otherwise they will break down the next day.

Without taking too much, after the two of them ate one in the kitchen, Lu Jingyan took a plate and put a few pieces and left the kitchen with Chaole.

Then, the gentle and polite Qin Xiujie tasted a new fried dough stick when he was reading a book at night.

Mu Huaijin was lucky enough to grab a fried dough stick because he had tinkered with medicine. Yes, he forced it from Lu Jingyan because Lu Jingyan said that there were not many, so he wanted to keep it for a few children.

In the end, Chu Lingxuan also left two pieces, cut them into pieces with a knife and sent them on the plate. This was the idea given by Chaole. Although he didn't know Chu Lingxuan's specific identity, he could feel that his identity was extraordinary and he was very particular when eating. The fried dough sticks were greasy. So a long one was somewhat inconvenient for the rich young master.

As a result, all the fried dough sticks sent to the stomachs of the three children, and Chu Lingxuan didn't catch them.

Looking at the children who were eating crispy, Chu Lingxuan wanted to reach out to pick up a piece for himself several times, but when he looked at the children from time to time, he also asked him a smile and said that he would taste it. He finally calmed down and shook his head to say that he was not hungry and let the children eat it.

Before going to bed, Chu Lingxuan left the yard of several children with an empty plate himself, and he felt deeply moved along the way, and he understood the words "I am poor after half a young man."

At night, half of the fried bread was eaten by several children, and there were many other things. The three children were obviously overeating before leaving the table. Unexpectedly, they could eat another plate of fried dough sticks in less than an hour after returning to the yard.

"You are getting more and more picky." But from time to time, the golden food floated in your mind. Chu Lingxuan, who seemed to be able to smell the scent of fried dough sticks at the tip of his nose, took the empty plate and went directly to Lu Jingyan. Lu Jingyan, who was about to sleep, opened the door, but his fourth brother came in with the empty plate and said to him.

"..." The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. What else was there to understand? The fried dough stick was obviously eaten by several children, and Chu Lingxuan might not have caught it in one bite.

"It's not good to eat too much at night. Chaole said that this is fried food and you should eat less." He complained in his heart. If this is not a new product, Chaole is anxious to teach people tomorrow, I'm afraid they won't be able to eat it tonight. And you gave it to several children to let Chaole know, and maybe he would give you a meal.

"Is there any?" He didn't get the reply he wanted, and he was a little awkward, but he couldn't resist the protest. He really wanted to taste the taste. When the children ate so delicious just now, he thought about what the taste of this thing was over and over again. He had to try it today to sleep peacefully.

Then, I successfully ate a fried dough stick. It was not cut into pieces. It was long. After protesting that it was invalid, I ate it clumsyly with chopsticks.

The taste is good, but the only disadvantage is that it is not convenient when you put it in. It is inconvenient to hold a long chopstick and it is not elegant to eat when you hold it in your hands.
Chapter completed!