Bai Qingqing covers the pot, and then looks at the females.

"I find the wild millet is very delicious when it is ground into powder. I'd like to invite you to have a taste."

The females were obviously disappointed. The former female said: "but I don't like eating wild millet. At most, I only eat boiled millet. I don't drink water. The water is black like medicine. You've broken the corn and boiled it with water. It must be hard to eat. "

Bai Qingqing chuckles and raises the facial paste that has been mixed to the females.

The noodle soup she wants to make has a nice name in the restaurant - floating on the water. Do not need to mix the flour very dry, a small amount of flour can be mixed with a large basin. When tilting the stone basin, the flour slurry can flow slowly, but it will not become a thin paste.

"It's white, not black." Bai Qingqing said.

"Ah?"

The females came to be interested and saw that the pot was not fried. They bravely came over and looked at the flour paste. Their males follow.

"My God! How did it become one? "

"Which male crushed it? He must be very strong! "

"Is this really wild millet?"

Bai Qingqing couldn't explain the people's doubts, but said, "I need a bowl of soup later. Let's go home and get the bowl first."

When Bai Qingqing finished speaking, the females urged their partners to go home, and the males naturally followed suit.

There is no special bowl for eating in the orc family, but each family has a stone mortar for making medicine, which is similar to the shape of the bowl.

One by one, the females came. The first females passed on Bai Qingqing's words. They didn't need Bai Qingqing's efforts. All the females knew the situation.

As soon as the water in the pot boils, Bai Qingqing shovels noodles into the pot with bamboo slices. The crescent shaped dough floated when it was put into the pot. With the boiling of the soup, the flavor of the broth diffused in the air of the main hall. Because of the mixed starch, the flavor gradually became rich and mellow.

The females narrowed their eyes to capture the fragrance in the air.

"It's delicious"

I don't know who opened it. They are so excited and stare at the stone pot.

"Don't worry, it will be soon." Bai Qingqing said with a smile. He let go of most of his heart and gave Vincent a look.

Vincent strode out and whispered, "line up here, each female can only get one bowl."

Although the female is afraid of Vincent, but in the company of many females, the courage got up, and immediately came to the line with a bowl, forgetting her partner.

Vincent has never been treated like a normal male by a female. Seeing them walking as usual, he feels as if he has changed his shell and has a kind of unreal feeling.

The noodle soup was soon cooked. It was a full pot, but there was more monk than meat. Bai Qingqing beat two spoons for each of them, which was almost the weight of a bowl of modern porcelain bowl, but it was only in the stone mortar of the electric rice cooker that the bottom was padded.

Because the stone mortar is big, the temperature of the soup is lowered by the cold stone mortar, and the female can't wait to drink it.

Bai Qingqing can't help but stop and look at the females who are drinking soup.

After a while, a female put down the stone mortar and said, "eat well."

With her voice, several other females stopped eating and joined.

"Soft, much better than rice!"

"It's delicious, and the soup is good to drink."

"I've never eaten anything so delicious. It's so delicious!"

Bai Qingqing smiled and continued to divide the noodle soup in front of the female's urging voice.