This is Los Angeles. There are no noodles for sale in Los Angeles, which means that you need to ferment your own yeast flour to make your own noodles. The beef topping is also very troublesome.
A simple beef noodle dish takes three hours or more to make.
For a noble son like Ye Wangchuan who came from the Xuanhe family, giving time rather than giving money can better reflect the bottomless tolerance of a person.
"Yes, I will comply with Her Royal Highness the Princess's arrangements."
He closed the door before going out to give Qiao Nian a quiet working space. There is no talk of love everywhere, but all the details in life are taken care of vividly.
……
Outside.
After Ye Wangchuan went out, he had flour and other materials delivered, and then made a remote video call across the ocean from Los Angeles.
Qin Si was woken up by the phone call and grabbed a handful of messy hair. He looked at the thick night outside and the empty wine bottles scattered on the ground. He reluctantly picked up the phone on the bedside and planned to see who had killed the person at 3:30 in the morning. Wake up.
As a result, I saw a familiar avatar and a video call.
He was full of fire and stuck in his throat, thinking about his recent relationship with Guan Yan, and then thinking about Qiao Nian's alienation and the people he hadn't contacted for a long time.
Qin Si turned on the bedside lamp and got up. He put on his slippers and kicked away the wine bottle beside the bed. He swiped his fingers to connect to the video. His bloodshot eyes were like a fish that had been dead for three days.
"You'd better be in trouble. Otherwise, I'll fly over to you and drag you into the water even if I die."
He has bad breath and a lot of resentment.
However, I saw the man opposite me wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up, exposing a section of his forearm. The arm supported on the island table was slightly stretched, and the muscles were tense. The light blue blood vessels and meridians were like dragons dormant under the skin, winding and looming. Exuding a restrained yet wild sexiness.
Several bowls, water, and flour chopping boards were placed on the island. Qin Si took a deep breath, pressed his eyebrows hard with the other one while not holding the phone, blinked hard, and looked at the video again.
After making sure that he had not drunk so much that he was blinded and hallucinating, his expression became subtly exciting: "What are you doing? Cooking?"
Ye Wangchuan ignored him this time.
He first took an appropriate amount of flour and poured it into a large bowl, then added yeast powder and a little sugar, and moved the camera to an angle where Qin Si could see clearly.
"Nian Nian wants to eat beef noodles."
"???"
Qin Si looked at the warm scene on the other end of the video, and then at the cold, cold, deserted room in his own place. The corner of his mouth twitched. Although he didn't want to ask, he still couldn't hold back his quick mouth.
"So?"
"What's the amount of sugar?"
Qin Si saw through the lens that the delicate white sugar particles were like stars falling on the snow-like flour. Rolling his throat: "It's okay."
"Yes." Ye Wangchuan then slowly poured in the warm water, and at the same time stretched out his long and well-jointed fingers and began to stir gently.
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Qin Si felt like he was going crazy. He couldn't figure out why he got up in the middle of the night and watched people kneading flour.
He took a deep breath again: "No...brother, why did you ask me to start a video? Did the earth explode or did humans discover a second solar system?"
When he said this, there was a slight pain in his heart unconsciously, and he gritted his teeth and said expressionlessly: "If it is the first one, that is good news, at least I have a dead partner. If it is the second one, You don’t need to tell me, I don’t want to hear that in the future they will get tired of staying on earth and still like to live outside the planet!” (End of Chapter)