Godly Auxiliary System

"Nope." Ye Lee shook his head.    

"Then why did you say you were allowed to come?" Zhao Xiaoyu was skeptical, she felt that although she did not cook well, as long as she accumulated a little more experience, she would be able to succeed, it was not too far off from capturing a man's stomach!    

At this time, Ye Lee wanted to know what she was thinking about, that he had to spit blood.    

"Go get the flour, I'll feed you later." Ye Lee said very naturally. It had been a long time since he had displayed such astonishing cooking skills.    

Hearing that, Zhao Xiaoyu blushed and said: "You rascal!"    

Ye Lee was stunned, he suddenly realised that he spoke incorrectly, so he said that this was the bad news of the network era. It was clearly a serious and proper conversation, but now it was hard to look at it directly, he quickly said: "Cough, a slip of the tongue, I mean I will make noodles for you to eat."    

Zhao Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at him. She knew that he didn't do it on purpose, but she immediately said with a bit of heartache: "Then what about my big table of dishes?"    

Ye Lee's vision went black, and he almost fell down: "My aunt, that was made for humans to eat. Even if it was to be fed to pigs, pigs wouldn't necessarily be able to eat it!"    

Zhao Xiaoyu was enraged, she puffed up her face and said: "I'll cook for you!"    

These words sounded quite sweet at first glance, but after thinking about it, Ye Lee realized that it was not right.    

Forget it, he didn't want to argue with this little girl. The more he spoke, the more confused he got.    

When the flour was brought over, Ye Lee began to perform. Although this little bit of beef fried vegetables was not enough, it was more than enough for the dishes below.    

First, he had to add water and flour. The ratio of flour to water should be just right, it couldn't be too much, and it couldn't be too little either. Too much water made it thin, and too little water made it dry.    

Zhao Xiaoyu opened her eyes wide, "You really know how to make faces?"    

Ye Lee moved as he said, "I don't know."    

Zhao Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at these words.    

Ye Lee started to knead the dough, his hands using a special technique to slowly form the first dough, and his mouth was not empty, as he said:    

"Actually... "There is something that I have never told you. I am the lost legitimate descendant of the 101st generation of Lanzhou City's Lamian. This Lamian is the legacy of my family!"    

Zhao Xiaoyu only felt that he had started again, and said helplessly: "Since there are no outsiders here, even if you blow your bullshit all the way up to the sky, no one will care about you."    

"Heh heh." Ye Lee snickered, of course he did not expect Zhao Xiaoyu to believe him. She was just making a preparation in advance, otherwise, if the food was too delicious, it would be even harder to explain.    

In total, it only took less than 20 minutes. During this time, Ye Lee got busy again, cutting up all the meat that had been used as ingredients, and even blended with the soup, etc.    

Zhao Xiaoyu watched on at the side in a daze, her big eyes unblinking.    

Ye Lee shot a glance at her. The feeling of conquering this girl made him very proud, haha, he must have been stunned, my method is the most professional one!    

From kneading the dough to stretching the tendons, the movements were simple and unadorned. However, they also seemed to contain an indescribable charm.    

The moment the noodles were pulled apart, every one of them was well-proportioned. They were just as thick and as long as a meter. As long as the knife, the noodles were poured into the boiling hot water.    

Ye Lee opened his cell phone's stopwatch.    

Two minutes thirty-seven seconds. Not one second, not one second." Two minutes thirty-seven seconds, not one second, not one second. "Two minutes thirty-seven seconds, not one second, not one second, not one second.    

Beef, onions, and a spoonful of fragrant broth!    

"It smells so good!"    

Zhao Xiaoyu moved her nose with all her might, and even her taste buds started to drool a little, unable to hold back from reaching for the bowl of noodles.    

Pow!    

A hand slapped down mercilessly.    

"What are you doing? You're not letting me eat it!" In front of the delicious food, the little glutton Zhao Xiaoyu was no longer reserved.    

Ye Lee laughed and scolded: "Why are you so anxious, it's burning hot. Let me carry it, take off the apron."    

"Alright."    

After changing her clothes, Zhao Xiaoyu impatiently sat in front of the table and immediately started working.    

As he pried open the noodles, the droplets of soup enticed him and even gave off a fragrant aroma. As he bit down on it, the deliciousness of the soup and the power of the noodles exploded in his taste buds!    

"Delicious!"    

Zhao Xiaoyu cheered.    

"Eat slower, no one is going to fight with you for it." Ye Lee laughed, he knew it was the effect, and he slowly started to eat. As he ate, he even admired himself, how on earth did he make such a delicious dish, it was truly unrivalled …    

A few minutes later.    

"Finished." Zhao Xiaoyu licked her lips as if she wanted to continue.    

"What are you doing? You haven't eaten your fill?" Ye Lee was a little surprised. He had given quite a bit of food to his, he never thought that he would finish eating it in less than five minutes.    

"Not full." Zhao Xiaoyu expressed directly, the desire in her eyes almost couldn't be suppressed anymore.    

"Wait a moment, I'll get you another bowl." Ye Lee got up.    

"No, I can't wait!" Zhao Xiaoyu suddenly looked at Ye Lee's remaining half a bowl of noodles in drool.    

Ye Lee was startled, "Don't tell me you are thinking of..."    

Zhao Xiaoyu pouted, "It's not like I dislike you."    

After she finished speaking, the half bowl of noodles was placed under her chopsticks.    

"…" Ye Lee was stunned in his heart. Damn, is this a question of whether I hate it or not?