Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

280 The Best

“Yes, yes, yes.” Xue Sifu and the others all agreed with her.

“This can’t replace noodles, but noodles can’t replace it either. It’s a different taste. I only know this much. I’ll leave the rest to you, Sifu.” Jiang Yue got down from the small stool and moved it to the side, obviously leaving all the work to Xue Sifu.

Xue Sifu was very excited and immediately put down his chopsticks. He picked up two ladles and followed Jiang Yue’s example, letting them boil in the boiling water.

When it was cooked, his mother would help to scoop out the rice noodles and put them in cold water.

Jiang Yue stood at the side and watched in case Xue Sifu and the others had any questions for her.

This was a simple and fast process. However, this was the only method they could use as they did not have a machine to make it for them.

The reason she knew to do this was because she liked to eat noodles that were made in this method.

In the post-apocalyptic world, the factories that made noodles were all destroyed by zombies. In the end, they didn’t sell these things anymore. There was a serious shortage of food. Only a few people didn’t lack food and drink. Fortunately, she was one of those few people. Therefore, if she wanted to eat, she could only take the flour and make it this way.

This wasn’t difficult, to begin with. It was very simple. Xue Sifu had seen it and knew how to do it. Now that he was doing it, he definitely knew how to do it just like Jiang Yue. It was just that he wasn’t skilled enough. When he became skilled, Liu Guixia complained that he was slow.

“You come here, let me do it.” Liu Guixia said. Then, Liu Guixia did it herself, and her execution was smoother than his.

Li Hehua and Yu Hongyan were also very interested and wanted to try. Liu Guixia let them try. They had only tried for the first time, but they were already faster and more efficient than Xue Sifu.

“You all are the best.” Xue Sifu laughed.

Liu Guixia’s face was red. “Don’t you know that we’re always in the kitchen? If we lose to you in this kind of matter, we would have worked for nothing.”

The water in the cold water basin gradually cooled down after the hot rice noodles were put in it. Jiang Yue asked for the water to be changed to cold water again.

After the rice noodles cooled down completely, they were separated into thin and chewy rice strips, hanging on the bamboo poles to dry.

There was only so much rice dough left.

“Mother, let’s cook this for lunch. We can try it first and see what it tastes like. We can’t just sell it to others without even knowing its taste.” Xue Sifu said.

“I think we should just make fried rice noodles. I think the fried noodles in town are very simple. You can just add eggs and vegetables and make it. We can also add meat, but that would make it more expensive.

“As for the eggs and vegetables, don’t we already have ready-made ones at home? I can definitely make them. As for the other methods, I’ll think about them later. Don’t we still have to go to town to buy some early rice to start making the rice noodles?

“At that time, I’ll go buy the necessary ingredients, such as mutton and so on. It’s good that we all use early rice. Flour is more expensive than cornmeal. I don’t want to add any expensive flour.

“We can just buy early rice and grind it into flour ourselves, which will save a lot of capital. When the water workshop is built, we can directly buy the flour.”