I, Yan Ye, want to marry Shichen’s daughter

"Yes, the meat sauce noodles must have this attractive taste. What is it that makes them look like Su Zhai?" Yan Ye is obviously satisfied with the fact that she is free from Shaolin cooking skills. During the rotation of the spoon, a spoonful of clear and watery fresh soup was dropped into the wok. With the pleasant sizzling sound, the rich fragrance became more violent, breaking through the shackles of doors and windows, and drifting towards the campus.

The alluring Xiangxiang echoed in the corridors of Qingxue Branch School, drifting into classrooms, out of the teaching building, and onto the playground along the gaps between doors and windows.

The students who were going through the final education before get out of class asked about the smell, their eyes turned red one by one, and the kind of reaction derived from biological instincts began to breed.

Saliva was secreted in the mouth uncontrollably, a faint blushing began to crawl on their cheeks, a strong appetite began to attack their brains, and the grunting abdomen suddenly turned into an ensemble and resounded through the campus.

Want to eat!

Want to eat!

Want to eat!

Although I don't know where the taste comes from or what kind of cuisine it is, even the most extreme vegetarians have an urge to break the precept at this moment.

Because their brains are roaring and yelling—"I am eating meat!"

Although the classroom order was disturbed, no teacher raised objections at this time. Whether it was fishing fish in the office or teaching in the classroom, at this moment, they were all captured by the rich smell of meat.

However, Yan Ye didn't notice this situation at this time. Two carefully prepared Daphne tears fell on his palms, and they were roasted by the warming palms, exuding a fierce and even choking aroma.

Daphne’s Tears is a fantasy spice produced in the Western Regions. It comes from the buds of a laurel tree named Daphne. It has only three capture levels, but it is quite difficult to use because of its overly strong smell.

However, in Yan Ye's palm, the two tender leaves were slowly drying up, but when it was about to dry, they burned violently.

The choking smoke exploded with the fragrant fragrance, but Yan Ye flicked his fingers and threw it into the pot. The internal force penetrated into the flame, and the whole pot began to burn violently.

The fire froze, and the two tit-for-tat auras clashed violently. The supreme magical power of Dingzhu and Demon was used, and the finely minced meat cut under the master knives turned into fine particles, which exploded rapidly under the lick of the flame. , And finally, under the pressure of the red nose, it turns into a deeper breath and settles in the pot.

The smell of meat wafted across the campus, but the scent in this classroom disappeared. Flicking the rim of the pot, which was still hot, the charred leaves bounced out like a carp jumping out of the water, and he grabbed it in his palm.

"Ding Dong Ding Dong..."

The bell rang after class, and there was a terrible vibration on the ground as if the African wildebeest was migrating. It was the sound of dizzy students who were greedy by the smell looking for its source. The students in several classes led by Yan Ye had already guessed the taste. Except for the few people who followed Yan Ye in the bento battle yesterday, everyone else thought it was a reward for class in the afternoon.

The students who knew that they must not be able to eat it now picked up their own lunch and flocked to the home economics classroom.

At this time, Yuri smiled very happily, as happy as a little fox who stole a chicken, but she still warned herself slightly in her heart-don't get overwhelmed.

Because if it's not, isn't it shameful?

Well, although the appearance is strong and the inside is strong, Nakamura Yuri is only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl anyway.

"Is Teacher Yan Ye here?" The overlapping students' voices sounded, and Yan Ye's face unconsciously showed a bad smile. He tidied up the stove, and then sat a pot of water on the fire. He opened his mouth and said: "I am here, what's the matter?"

"We want to eat here, can we?" The voice Yan Ye is a bit strange, he seems to be a player in Class G, although he also takes the class of this class, but because he only sees it twice a week, he is not very familiar.

But when they heard their request, Yan Ye's nasty smile on his face became thicker, and he said directly: "Has Yuri Zhongcun come?"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

"Oh, let's go together!" After Yan Ye said, the door of the classroom was swiped and opened, and the students poured in in an orderly manner. The few players who were not very well-behaved were also discovering the people around them. After the order settled down, it was integrated into the orderly flow of people.

I have to say that in terms of rules and courtesy, the Neon people, or perhaps the people from the Far East, have done a great job.

"Sit down, um, Yuri, this is the reward for your victory yesterday, because you got the laurel crown, I made a laurel ramen specially for you!" Yan Ye said unabashedly, but it made Nakamura Yuri scared After a jump, the gaze cast on her body at that moment made her feel hot.

However, the desire for food aroused by the aroma made her overcome the pressure brought by her sight. Just like a guest of a ramen shop, she moved a small stool directly to the cooking table and looked at Yan Ye. Do the final work.

Upon seeing this, Yan Ye showed a smile like an uncle of a ramen shop, and said, "Please wait a moment..."

ps: Achievement of dinner at night!Sprinkle flowers!

Chapter 167 Laurel Ramen, Let’s Eat!

While talking, the water in the pot had already boiled, but Yan Ye did not use the water to go down. Instead, she took a small milk pot and placed it in the water, then picked a spoonful of broth and put it into the milk pot, and began to keep the water off. Heat it up.

With the help of internal force, the broth in the milk pot quickly reached a temperature of about 80 degrees. Seeing Yan Ye, a pair of chopsticks nearly forty centimeters long in his hand gently picked up, and the chopstick head rolled up three or two thin noodles. Make a white light fall into the milk pot.

The long chopsticks shook, and the water-clear broth in the pot turned slightly white, but within 30 seconds, Yan Ye exerted force again, picked out the three or two noodles, and dropped them straight into the prepared noodles. In the bowl.

A spoonful of smut fell on the noodles, and the clear soup flowed down like a waterfall, poured on the maroon meat sauce with a sneer, and the original clear soup was also shiny.

The strong smell erupted once again, instead of the overbearing enchantment that filled the campus before, instead it revealed a gentle and gentle atmosphere, but it was like a lady in pink, and it was outstanding.

"Lauren Ramen, please use it slowly." Yan Ye took out the chopsticks and small spoons used to eat the ramen and put them on the rim of the bowl. Nakamura Yuri did not hesitate, and immediately picked up the chopsticks and held them with two thumbs together. The standard said: "I started!"

The chopsticks picked up the hair-thin noodles, and Yuri Nakamura's face showed a little doubt. Although it looks really good, is such a thin noodles delicious?

In line with the consciousness of eating ramen noodles, Nakamura Yuri did not make a rude behavior to provoke a noodle to taste, but directly picked up a pinch with his chopsticks and sent it to his mouth.

"Snoring, snoring..." With the sound of sucking mixed with the soup, the noodles poured into her mouth smoothly like a rice field eel.

"Woo~" At the moment of entrance, Yuri Nakamura's face suddenly stiffened, and then her sitting posture became a little soft, and her face revealed the laziness of candidates after the college entrance examination, with a faint blush on her. His cheeks slowly revealed.

It is like a cup of afternoon tea at the end of an afternoon nap, with a touch of laziness, but it also gives people an irresistible temptation.

Slowly stirring up the noodles, slowly sucking them into his mouth, Nakamura Yuri's lazy beauty unknowingly attracted everyone's attention.

However, Yuri Nakamura was not conscious of being stared at at all. According to his own preferences, he rolled up some embarrassment with noodles and brought the soup into his mouth. The charming breath suddenly became more than a layer, even his face. Above, all began to show a seductive luster.

Three and two sides were eaten clean without knowing it, and Yuri Nakamura let out a sigh of satisfaction with the fragrance of a girl with the red light on his face.

Looking at the greasy noodle soup with meat scraps, Yuri obviously hesitated, but she seemed to remember the deliciousness of the noodles before. After all, she did not resist the temptation, picked up the soup bowl, and started drinking.

The soup bowl was placed on the table, and with a refreshing breath, Yuri's spirit and spirit had obvious changes. It was not like the laziness before, but as if he had a full beauty sleep. They all looked refreshed and full of energy.

"Thank you for the hospitality." Yuri Nakamura said with a smile with her prosperous beauty strengthened by food, and Yan Ye replied very professionally.

"The hospitality is poor."

Seeing Yuri Nakamura being surrounded by a group of students who ate their lunches and asked about the taste of ramen, Yan Ye's nasty smile on his face was even worse. When he picked up his long chopsticks, the remaining six or seven sides on the table fell together. When the soup was heated again in the water, after a while, a large bowl that looked a little close to the soup basin was filled with half a catty of noodles and full of soup on the table. Yan Ye looked at the students like eating people. He picked up a chopsticks and took the noodles into his mouth.

A whole bunch of noodles like hair was sucked into the mouth, and the soft and fragrant taste, as if there was a peerless beauty serving by her, her smooth long hair swept across her cheeks, and the wonderful touch instantly made people feel Lazy down.

The teeth are slightly hard, and the silky noodles are broken. The subtle toughness allows the noodles to be swept gently in the mouth. There is no exaggerated elasticity like a rubber band, but a soft waxy touch with a goose feather stick. , Although suddenly, it is not tough, like a light kiss, with a trace of heartbeat in soft and quiet.

The simmered seeds are mixed, and the finely chopped meat smuts are glued to the noodles. The mouth has a special protein-specific fragrance and stickiness, which is like going from a soft kiss to a hot kiss. It is hot and strong. The meat itself can stimulate biological eating. The instinctive smell began to stimulate the human senses, and a layer of fine sweat came out from the back, like a sweat, and the whole body was unspeakably relaxed.

A sea bowl of noodles quickly disappeared in the bowl, leaving only a bowl of clear soup with a few oil flowers floating in the bowl, and a new kind of force suddenly poured out from the limbs and corpses.

Yan Ye only felt like she had just finished a mobile game. After graduating from the event, the salted fish ranked first in the whole server with excitement, and then waited for the next event to appear, and then put in a new round of struggle.

Most of the joy of winning the crown can be attributed to this. The sense of accomplishment of victory, the laziness of not having to work hard, and the renewed fighting spirit when seeing a new goal, are all incorporated into this bowl of 15-buckle ramen. in.

Wiping the sweat oozing from his head, Yan Ye suddenly noticed that Yuri Nakamura was looking at him with strange eyes, and an inexplicable trace appeared in his heart, and immediately asked strangely: "Why, is there something wrong?"

"No! It's just that it's a reward for me, but the teacher eats more than me. Isn't that too much?" Yuri Nakamura pouted, more and more like Haruhi Suzumiya, but fortunately she didn't. The ability to reset the world if it doesn’t go well, Yan Ye can also play with it a few times without worry.