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The little girl at the front desk pointed to the QR code posted on the counter: "Scan here."
Yan Zimeng scanned the code with a dark face, and then paid 10,900: "Can I leave now?"
"I'll give you a receipt." The girl at the front desk opened the drawer and took out a receipt book.
"No need." Yan Zimeng said angrily, turned around and left.
"Welcome to come again next time." The waiter greeted warmly.
Yan Zimeng couldn¡¯t help but stumbled, and then ran out.
The front desk and the waiter couldn't help but look at each other, and then laughed. This kind of idiot really deserves it.
Le Yao didn¡¯t know what happened in the hotel later. She had already returned to Wenyuan. She changed her clothes and went directly to the kitchen. She didn¡¯t even take a few bites of the food. She was hungry now.
"Madam, I'm coming." Dema hurriedly followed in.
"No, you can go and rest. I'll just make some food myself." Le Yao shook her head, "I'll call you if necessary."
Dema didn¡¯t force it, so she really went to rest.
"Sister Lan, let me help you." Hao Kai also followed Wenyuan and ran into the kitchen in a very stupid manner. He didn't eat anything and was hungry. A good meal was given to him by Yan Ziwei. Mixed up.
The daughters of the Yan family are all poisonous.
Le Yao didn¡¯t refuse. Since she had labor, let¡¯s make hand-made noodles. If this guy didn¡¯t help, she would have to use dried noodles. After all, hand-made noodles require strength to knead the dough.
I took a big basin, poured half a basin of noodles into it, then cracked two eggs into it, and then added water while stirring with chopsticks. When all the flour was stuck together, I kneaded it into a ball with my hands. He handed it to Hao Kai: "Knead the dough."
It is said that soft noodle dumplings are hard noodles.
The noodles used for making noodles need to be harder, so the longer you knead them, the stronger the noodles will be.
But kneading dough is a strenuous task. Usually, after kneading is finished, you can no longer lift your arms.
"Okay." Hao Kai rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and started kneading the dough.
"I didn't expect you to know how to knead dough." Le Yao was a little surprised.
"My mother likes to make food. Even with rough ingredients, she can make delicious ones. What she likes to make most is pasta. I have been helping her knead the dough and roll out the wrappers for dumplings since I was a child." Hao Kai smiled and said "It's a pity that latershe left, and I never had the chance again."
Le Yao didn¡¯t say anything anymore, but concentrated on making noodles.
Regarding Hao Kai¡¯s life experience, she knew that he was a very miserable child.
When Nangong Jue answered the phone, he didn't expect Le Yao to start making food. He was very happy, but seeing Hao Kai and her talking and laughing while working together, he suddenly felt a little sour and hurriedly walked in. :"what can I do?"
Le Yao glanced at him: "You are wearing a suit and leather shoes, what do you think you can do?"
When Nangong Jue heard this, he turned around and left in a hurry, but came back within five minutes. This time he changed into casual clothes: "Can you help me now?"
"Peel them." Le Yao handed him three potatoes. It seemed that both of them wanted to eat, so she should make more. Anyway, she had no hope for the dinner tonight. It was expected to be safe and smooth. The ending is pretty good.
Where has Nangong Jue ever done this? Even when He Rong was thrown abroad when he was a child, he was still taken care of by a nanny, so he really didn't know how to peel potatoes. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com