Chapter 97 Gai-ch'ian Noodles

There is nothing delicious in the hospital. If you want to eat, go outside.

Ruan Fu thought for a moment, "Do you want to eat noodles? Grandma must not have eaten yet. Otherwise, let's go home and I'll make you some Gai-ch'ian Noodles."

This is the first time Qin Fang has heard of the name of Gai-ch'ian Noodles. He wanted to ask in detail, but he was afraid of annoying the other party.

Where did Ah Fu come up with this idea? She can cook more novel things than others. It's like she can do everything from

the living room to the kitchen. The more Qin Fang thought about it, the more he felt that he had found a treasure. He quickly responded, "Okay, let's eat Gai-ch'ian Noodles!"

The two returned home. Ruan Fu said hello to her grandmother Xie Dongmei and was busy making dinner.

Qin Fang followed behind, a 1.8-meter-tall man, following like a little follower.

If you want to make the gai di mian delicious, the key is to roll the noodles by hand. It sounds simple, but it is actually very difficult to make it delicious.

The dough should not be too soft, but a little harder than usual.

Kneading the dough is a strenuous job. After just a few kneadings, a thin layer of sweat oozed out of Ruan Fu's nose.

Qin Fang hurried forward, "I'll do it, I'm strong."

Ruan Fu didn't hesitate to say, "Okay, then you knead it until it's not sticky, so that the noodles will be strong."

Qin Fang took over and worked happily.

Ruan Fu also fried a plate of green pepper and shredded pork with salt. In order to make the taste crisper, she also added some black fungus. Before serving, she used bean powder to thicken the soup, which made the soup more fragrant. After

a while, the dough was rolled out. She picked up a kitchen knife and cut it into long thin strips from one side of the dough. Then she sprinkled some flour on it and shook it a few times to make it chewy noodles. The cut

noodles were thrown into the pot and cooked for a few minutes. Finally, a few slices of cabbage were thrown on top. After taking it out of the pot, it was covered with a lid and brine. A bowl of fragrant covered noodles was ready.

The sauce was rich and the taste was rich. It made people salivate at the sight.

Ruan Fu thought that eating noodles alone was a bit too monotonous, so she made a dish of cold potato shreds and added some chili red oil.

Qin Fang took a quick bite and nodded repeatedly, "It's delicious, you can't find it anywhere else, it's like what the chef in a state-owned hotel made."

This was pure flattery, if someone else said it, it would sound greasy, but coming from the mouth of this handsome guy Qin Fang, it seemed very sincere.

Ruan Fu was amused by him and laughed.

Xie Dongmei walked in from outside and happened to see the two of them laughing, and suddenly she laughed too.

Even an old woman like me could see that this young man was determined, and he had also set his sights on Fu Zi, and wanted to treat her well in every way.

Marriage is still a matter of fate, if there is fate, you will meet each other after thousands of miles, if there is no fate, you will not recognize each other even if you meet face to face.

Therefore, he would neither interfere nor encourage Ruan Fu's love, and let them develop naturally.

Ruan Fu turned around and saw Xie Dongmei, "Grandma, when did you come? The noodles are ready."

Xie Dongmei smiled, "I just came in, and it smells so good."

This is true.

I have to say that Qin Fang still has a talent for cooking. The first time he rolled the noodles, they were very elastic, and not a single one was broken. Then, pouring the fragrant brine on them made people's appetites.

The family sat down at the dining table, and Qin Fang sniffed consciously. The noodles smelled so good.

Seeing that the other party really liked it, Xie Dongmei smiled and said, "Our Fuzi's cooking skills are good, you should try it."

Qin Fang picked up the bowl of noodles, took a bite, and his face was full of shock.

"Afu, this tastes so good, how come I didn't know you have this skill. When you have time, go to set up a stall to sell noodles! Business will definitely be hot!"

Ruan Fu glared at him, "Okay, eat well, I don't have that plan yet, it's okay to cook a few times at home, but I don't have the time for more." Qin Fang

said softly, "Grandma, don't be afraid of you laughing at me, this is the first time someone has cooked noodles for me at home, it's really delicious."

Ruan Fu was a little curious at once, it's just a bowl of noodles, how can Qin Fang exaggerate so much? It doesn't look like his family is short of money.

"Then have you never eaten noodles before?"

Qin Fang ate the bowl of noodles seriously, and then said: "We never cook at home. My parents have informed the restaurant, and they will deliver the food as long as it's time for dinner."

Although the other party said it lightly, Ruan Fu heard some sadness.

What's the point of eating restaurant delivery every day? It's best for the whole family to eat home-cooked meals warmly.

"It's okay, I will cook for you often in the future. I know a lot, and I guarantee you will have enough."

Qin Fang looked at her, and there was a flash of joy in his eyes.

"Okay, I remember it."

Afu said that she would be responsible for her own food in the future, and he would have a good life!

After dinner, Qin Fang took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Ruan Fu simply let him go, picked up the moxa, and continued to give acupuncture to Xie Dongmei.

When Qin Fang came in and saw this scene, he was immediately curious, "What is this doing?"

People these days rarely see acupuncture, let alone moxibustion.

Ruan Fu patiently explained to him, "I am treating an illness. Grandma has synovitis and her finger joints are not flexible. She will recover very well after doing it a few more times."

Xie Dongmei half closed her eyes and nodded, "Yes, thanks to Fu Zi for treating me, otherwise I can't even stand up with my old bones now, how can I talk to you here."

Is it really that magical? Qin Fang immediately became interested, "Then I want to try it too."

"This kid," Xie Dongmei said helplessly, "You are very healthy, why do you rush to ask others to treat your illness."

Qin Fang was a little embarrassed, "Grandma, I want to try everything that Afu does."

Ruan Fu smiled, "It's okay, grandma is done, I'll give it to you too. This moxibustion can not only cure diseases, but also maintain and prevent. Anyway, moxibustion has benefits."

"Don't underestimate the moxa needle. It can cure many diseases. Although there is no clear efficacy research in traditional Chinese medicine, the things passed down for so many years always make sense."

She lit the moxa needle while speaking, and then asked Qin Fang to roll up his sleeves and cut his fingers on the other's pulse.

Seeing the other party's confused face, Ruan Fu took the initiative to explain, "You must cut the pulse before moxibustion, because there are some contraindications that cannot be needled. This is the rule."

Qin Fang was a little surprised. Where did Afu learn all these things? She seemed more professional than the doctors in the hospital.

Seeing the serious expression on her face, he didn't ask too much and could only wait silently.

He thought it would be done in a few minutes, but Ruan Fu's brows were getting more and more wrinkled.

Xie Dongmei saw the clue, "Fuzi, what's the matter?"

Ruan Fu shook her head and said casually, "Qin Fang, have you felt uncomfortable recently?" Uncomfortable

?

What men hate most is getting sick. Qin Fang shook his head, "No, you can see that I can eat and sleep well, and I'm in good spirits."

He just thought that the other party was concerned about him.

Who knew that when Ruan Fu heard this, a trace of anxiety flashed across her face.

"Are you sure? According to my diagnosis, you have been poisoned, and it is a long-term poison."