Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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Everyone in the live broadcast room was denouncing his mother; Su Yemu looked outside and saw that the battle was still going on. He poured out the brine he brought, put a few large pieces of pork belly and lean meat in it, and stewed it over high heat.
Su Yemu walked to the window, stretched out his head and shouted into the yard: “Brother Yunting, come in and help.”
Yun, brother Yunting? Phew, a mouthful of blood, what’s going on?
I have a bad feeling.
Reject, reject, pick up Bobo and sprint for 100 meters, hide.
Ying Ying, how can you start chaos and finally give up? People have already…
The live broadcast room was filled with wailing. Su Yemu was stunned for a moment before he remembered that during the first-level chef exam, He Yunting had officially appeared in front of the imperial public. Everyone in front of him knew him.
Su Yemu looked solemn. Was it too late to take back his words now?
“What’s wrong?”
He Yunting walked in and turned to look at the terminal flying in mid-air; his angular face was stained with beads of sweat, sliding down his chin, and his straight black military uniform was neatly worn on his body without any wrinkles. His expression was stern, his lips were pursed tightly, and his dark, indifferent eyes looked over, making everyone in the live broadcast room shiver.
Su Yemu felt even hotter when he saw that He Yunting was covered in sweat and his collar button was still tightly buttoned to his neck.
“You’d better take a shower first!”
He Yunting looked at the bag of flour that Su Yemu brought up, loosely clasped his collar with his fingers, and sighed: “Do the other things first, don’t knead the dough, I’ll do it later.”
He Yunting had kneaded it. After kneading the dough twice, he knew that it was not easy to knead the dough. Thinking of Su Yemu’s arms and legs hurting, he felt heartbroken.
Su Yemu responded “Okay” and asked him to change clothes quickly.
He Yunting smiled helplessly and strode out of the kitchen. His back looked particularly handsome.
Everyone in the live broadcast room: Where is the promised high cold male God? It’s such a different treatment, huh! Bad reviews, wait, ten years to Hedong, ten years to Hexi[1].
Su Yemu cut the ingredients to be used, cucumbers, mushrooms, dried tofu, cabbage, tomatoes, peanuts, edamame, carrots, etc. into shreds; except for the cucumbers and tomatoes, they were all cooked and ready to be potted. There were so many people, everything was put in a big pot.
This process seemed simple, but it involved a lot of washing and cutting. As soon as Su Yemu finished cutting the cucumbers, He Yunting came down.
Wearing black military trousers and a white shirt, he had broad shoulders and long legs. He was unsmiling and looked particularly ascetic.
The people in the live broadcast room couldn’t help but twitch their throats and looked at Su Yemu, only to see that he was completely addicted to making the noodles. They all breathed a sigh of relief.
After mixing the flour, Su Yemu asked He Yunting to knead the dough, and then came back to get the auxiliary ingredients. After putting them all in the basin, he started to stir-fry the sauce.
“I made too many side dishes. You can make them at home. You can just make one or two,” Su Yemu said to the live broadcast room: “Do you know where to buy the ingredients?”
Blue Star Shopping Mall.
Everyone answered and fell silent again.
Su Yemu held the spatula, looked at He Yunting, turned around, and stir-fried the sauce.
He Yunting raised his head and looked at Su Yemu:!
Everyone in the live broadcast room hid behind them and laughed sinisterly.
Su Yemu diced the meat, added oil in a hot pan, then he added minced garlic and stir-fried until fragrant. Then he added the diced meat. When it turned golden, he added shredded green onion and minced ginger and stir-fried them until fragrant. He then added bean paste and sugar and simmered until fragrant. He added oil and cooking wine and stir-fried them evenly. Then the dish was ready to serve.
The aroma of rich sauce wafted out, and everyone swallowed their saliva, but it was very quiet, no one was clamouring to eat.
At this time, He Yunting had already started on the ramen. After Su Yemu taught him twice, He Yunting became more and more familiar with kneading out the ramen. By the time Su Yemu took out the braised meat and cut it into slices, he had already pulled out two large basins.
He opened a large pot to boil water and prepared ice water. Su Yemu then started to cook it. One person pulled it and the other boiled it. Soon three large basins of noodles were ready.
Su Yemu mixed one portion in a small basin, and asked He Yunting to carry the others out; General Heka and others, who were already waiting at the door of the kitchen, each took a basin, and the kitchen quickly became empty.
Everyone in the live broadcast watched helplessly as He Yunting took things out, with a fierce look in his eyes but unable to speak.
The atmosphere was subtle. Su Yemu looked at He Yunting who was still standing beside him: “Aren’t you going out?”
He Yunting: “Waiting for you.”
“You go out first!” Su Yemu said: “I’ll just come.”
He Yunting stood still, feeling a little irritable; Su Yemu pushed him and he finally moved. Before leaving, he glanced at the terminal with a faint gaze.
Everyone in the live broadcast room shivered, and they were so nervous that they swallowed their saliva.
Death Gaze!
Me, should I write a suicide note first?
“Actually, he has a good temper. You will know it after being in contact with him for a long time.”
Someone in the live broadcast room said: Is Marshal He who cuts Zergs like vegetables someone who has a good temper?
Someone else said: Bobo, wake up!
Su Yemu smiled and said: “You don’t want to eat? Then I will draw a lottery.”
When everyone heard this, they immediately reacted. Eat, how can we not eat, it might be the last meal!
The prepared fried noodles were bright in color, red in color and fragrant. Everyone ate it in a big bite. The noodles were tough and refreshing, the sauce was delicious, the cucumbers, carrots and other side dishes were crisp and non-greasy; the braised pork was tender and juicy, with a unique braised flavour. It gave the meat another special flavour that just made people want to continue to eat it.
It’s delicious. When the noodles are dipped in sauce, it tastes completely different from the usual stir-fried dishes. This sauce will definitely taste good with rice.
This noodle must be eaten in big bites. It has many layers, including peanuts, cucumber, edamame, etc. It’s delicious.
What a masterpiece! Every day, I want to marry Bobo, it’s so delicious. Why every time what Bobo makes, I think it’s the most delicious in the world. But the next time, Bobo slaps me in the face, it turns out there is something even better.
Bobo, let me be your neighbour! I only want half a meal a day.
The two in front, can you stay next to the Marshal’s Mansion.
Everyone was silent, then yelled: Can you please not say this cruel fact?
Su Yemu waited for everyone to have almost eaten, and drew a lottery for three portions. Those who didn’t draw were rolling and crying, but Su Yemu’s next words brought everyone back from this “sad” mood.
“Today’s live broadcast screen recording will not be released. I hope everyone understands.”
After all, He Yunting’s status was special. After thinking about it, Su Yemu decided to do this. One more thing was better than one less thing.
Everyone said: Oh, I understand. After all, Marshal He can stop children from crying at night. If he is released, it will scare people.
Su Yemu couldn’t laugh or cry, and announced that the live broadcast was over.
Everyone: Bobo, you sinful man.
Su Yemu: I haven’t heard this line for a long time, why did it come out again?
Su Yemu’s breakfast today once again won high praise from everyone in the Marshal’s Mansion, and everyone showed signs of showing off their muscles as they said: “Your Excellency, my martial arts value is also very high, and I can still fight. Use me instead of Captain Yuan!”
In the end, each one was kicked away by He Yunting and was punished to march for a hundred kilometres wearing their armour.
The crime was: military appearance is not in good shape.
Yuan Ying sneered: You deserve it.
After breakfast, Su Yemu rejected He Yunting and Yuan Ying’s suggestion to follow him and took Xiao Nan to take the exam.
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