Looking at the leader's back as he walked away, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, at least they were not scolded! But this was done with scrambled eggs with tomatoes! Just as Wang Gang was about to ask, he didn't expect that Liang Wei would speak first.

"That's it! I usually don't eat pasta at home. Your hometown is mainly one pasta. You just think about how to make noodles with ramen at home! I think about how to make noodles with ramen like this! I think about my mother scrambled eggs with tomatoes!"

Wang Gang thought to himself, this guy has a good head. Tomatoes and eggs can be eaten raw. Even if they are not fried, as long as you hear the sound of the scallion, all the problems will be solved! But he has been eating pasta since he was a kid, but with his hands, he touched cooked food. Except for grinding flour, he helped his mother put noodles in the bag, let alone make sticks, but the disaster was because of his mouth.

"All right!"

I saw Chef Liang keep throwing the eggs in the bowl, and finally putting chicken essence and pepper noodles into it. Wang Gang smiled! He held a stainless steel basin and dug three bowls of flour and placed it on a chopping board! Just as he was eating the tiger and didn't know where to start, he suddenly remembered that his mother once said, put some salt in the dough, so the noodles tasted so strong!

So he picked up the bowl, put some salt in it, poured some water, then rolled up his sleeves, poked the basin with one hand, and half a bowl of water with the other hand, then both of them went in, and while pushing the puller, he turned the flour into dough flakes, treating it as gnocchi, he smiled happily! Because he found that his mother had just pressed her fists on it, and soon it would turn into a whole ball of dough.

However, after he pressed his fist for a long time, only a very small part of it stuck together. He began to get a little annoyed, so he pushed the basin hard, and the dishes on the chopping board made a harsh sound.

After hearing the sound, Liang Wei quickly turned around

"What's wrong?"

"I've been struggling with this broken thing for so long, but I'm still full of gnocchi, but I can't become a group!"

"You still have so much dry flour in it, and you haven't lived paste yet? Add water to the noodles if there is too much water, and add noodles if there is too much water, and then it will become a ball at that time!"

After hearing Liang Wei say this, Wang Gang calmed down a little. He thought about mixing mud at home. He first poured the soil into a small pile, and then slowly digged out from the middle. When there was a concave circle inside, pour the water in and slowly add soil to the top. Finally, after all the soil covers the soil, you can rest for a while before you can go to the wall!

So, he dug out a hollow in the middle of the basin and poured all the remaining water in, and then threw the dry flour and small pieces of gnocchi around him in! After a while, the water disappeared, and the gnocchi and flour also melted together. He sat next to him, waiting for the dough to be ready, rolled the rolling pin, and pulled everything with the knife, and then pulled it towards the growth. All the problems were completely solved.

Unfortunately, dreams are full, but reality is not the backbone, but a bunch of bones!

When Wang Gang picked up the ball in the basin, the bottom was still hard, but the top was like mud! The most serious thing was that both hands were covered with sticky and battered, and shouted at Chef Liang in annoyance.

"You crazy? The bottom has not changed, but the top has really become a mud. What should I do?"

Chef Liang threw the tomatoes in his hand at the vegetable bag

"You just said that you were practicing noodles. Now you don't knead it, how can you take shape? I'll convince you!"

Hearing this, Wang Gang smiled embarrassedly, because he remembered that when he was at home, although his mother did not pour water directly in, but stirred the dough with her hands while pouring water, and finally kneaded it into a seemingly unsmooth dough, but now it has become like this. There is no way to knead the hard dough below and the "spark" above.

It's strange that through his constant kneading, a miracle really happened. The powder in the basin was gone and a whole ball of dough was formed, but it was soft like the yeast noodles when my mother steamed buns. They lifted up a line and put it down like a pile of cow dung. At this time, he remembered the mud again, so he dug another bowl of noodles and poured them in!

"You are crazy! You have already lost so many faces just now, why are you still falling down?"

Liang Wei asked in surprise after washing the tomatoes,

"Oh, didn't it mean it was the same as the mud? It suddenly became too much water! What should I do if I didn't add noodles?"

Wang Gang was a little embarrassed, holding a handful of dough in his hand, which was still dripping with water.

At this time, Liang Wei shook his head with laughter and cry, and Wang Gang continued to knead, adding some water to dry, and adding some noodles to soften. After almost ten minutes, the originally small basin was mostly basin. Wang Gang pointed to the smooth-looking dough and excitedly showed off his labor results to Liang Wei.

"Hahaha, do you think it's very similar to home now, making dough for slitting strips!"

I saw Liang Wei half-believing and half-doubted, and walked over and poked the dough with his fingers.

"Not bad, and it's flexible. Then start cooking now! When the dishes are ready, hurry up and give the leader a bowl, let him eat what he should do and what he should do!"

Wang Gang got the affirmation, and now he became even more exciting. He flipped the dough like a beef ramen master, poked it with his fist a few times, then flipped it over and patted it with his palms, and started playing.

Liang Wei looked at it while hot oil

"Don't play anymore, roll it out quickly! How can I make a big ball of sticks?"

Hearing that he had to roll it out, he was stunned.

"Brother, let alone rolling noodles, don't talk about you and me, there are not many people who can roll noodles in their hometown! Why don't you come!"

"I didn't ask you to roll out the sauce noodles, but I asked you to roll out a round cake the size of a pot-kwon!"

"Oh! That's like when making dough, roll the dough pieces into dough cakes and then cut them into strips!"

Liang Wei was so angry that he sighed when he heard this

"It's so hard to communicate with you!"

At this time, Wang Gang smiled. Because when he was at home, his favorite food was to rub noodles, so he often stood behind his mother and watched her mother poke the dough with her fist and poke it a few times in the middle. When it was sunken, then turn the dough over and you can put it on a rolling pin. It will turn into a dough cake in a while, and finally it will soon turn into a bowl of delicious rub noodles!

But when he imitated his mother and pressed the middle of the dough with his fist a few times, it was indeed dent first, and it was indeed very smooth when he turned over. However, when he used a rolling pin and rolled around, he always felt very difficult, just like walking barefoot on the road to pave the stones! But he thought it might not have been kneaded well, but it was too late. He kneaded it and added some water and some noodles, and steamed buns might be enough!

So he used all his strength to use the rolling pin as a road roller to roll out every small lump bit by bit! Finally, he saw the smooth surface of the dough, and smiled happily

"Chef Liang starts stir-frying!"

Immediately afterwards, Liang Wei poured a plate of tomatoes into a boiling oil pan, and the kitchen oil stars suddenly flew around!

"Brother, you're going to be disfigured at this time! It's cooking there!"

"Stop talking nonsense! It will be fine in a while! There is no splash, the fragrance that comes later!"

"Okay, why don't you say that you don't have the pain for the first time? How can you enjoy the pleasure of the next one!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Cut your noodles quickly!"

Hearing Liang Wei say this, he found that the tomatoes were fried and the eggs were poured into it, and the task was completed! Then he waited for the noodles to be laid, and if he didn't cut them quickly, he would really lose the chain.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing the manager's voice, Wang Gang quickly put down his knife

"I just rolled it out! I'll cut it and then pull it up and it'll be ready to eat! Why are you here? Look, it makes me feel smoky here!"

The manager smiled

"When you hear the sound of your cooking, come and see how it looks! Your noodles look pretty good! I don't know how it tastes!"

Wang Gang smiled embarrassedly, because when he was rolling it just now, he obviously felt like plasticine inside, and a small stone was drilled into it. Who knows if it could be pulled into a line? Then it would become a small short section. Once it was cooked into a pot of batter, I don’t know what it tasted, and it would definitely not taste good.

"It's almost the same! It's definitely not delicious!"

At this time, the manager turned around and stood behind Chef Liang

"What are you cooking at this time!"

Liang Wei smiled

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes! The noodles are OK!"

The manager pointed to the pot and the whole yellow ball was covered with yellow

"Why didn't you see an egg in this? And the tomatoes are all yellow and battered with eggs."

At this time, Liang Wei kept scratching his head

"I'm now frying the tomatoes and pouring the eggs in after I let them! I didn't expect how it turned out like this!"

"You are really fried eggs with tomatoes! People fry the eggs and put them in! The tomatoes are red and the egg yolks are bright and soft!"

"Or won't eat this, keep it for two afternoons and put some steamed buns in it! I'll fry another serving!"

"No, it smells good! It's all my own people!"

When Liang Wei's tomatoes were out of the pot, the two of them found that Wang Gang's head was sweating constantly. The manager asked this curiously.

"What's wrong with you? Are you catching a cold? Why are you sweating profusely!"

Wang Gang quickly wiped the sweat from his head

"It's okay! Maybe the house is too hot!"

The manager looked at the cut of the dough cakes, like a thousand-layer cake that had just been cooked. If it didn't take a single piece, it would be rough.

"Have the noodles not been reconciled or kneaded! Now everything is short-term!"

I saw Wang Gang smiling red and constantly picking his fingernails with his hands.

At this time, the manager sank down

"You two come out!"

Liang Wei and Wang Gang pushed each other, like children who made mistakes, one by one, drooped their heads, followed the manager's butt, and walked towards the central control room.

After entering, the manager pulled the chair

"Talk about it carefully, what will you eat in a day?"

The two of them looked at each other and knew that the stuff was exposed, but how to answer it was a very technical question. It was very important for whoever answered it first, but everyone knew that everyone was rubbing the answer, because a lie had to be filled with countless lies, so they lowered their heads, desperately looking for the larger gap on the floor, and quickly got in.

"Liang Wei, you look chubby, you must be very particular about food! Tell me!"

At this time, Wang Gang breathed a sigh of relief and pinched Liang Wei gently. He saw Liang Wei smiled very calmly.

"What I both eat is steamed buns and convenience!"

"What's going on when four dishes and one soup at noon and mix noodles with noodles in the afternoon?"

A word woke up the dreamer and Wang Gang, who was thinking about how to make a long ramen, was really shocked!

Liang Wei pointed at Wang Gang with some embarrassment.

I saw the manager's eyes open like a cow's egg, looking at Wang Gang motionlessly

"Why don't you say you're eating dragon meat? Tell me! What's going on!"

Wang Gang found that there was no room for maneuver, since he was dead

"Because I don't want others to see two jokes, I said this to them!"
To be continued...