I Became A Hit After My Divorce! Chapter 350: Making Hand Rolling Noodles

Chapter 350: Making Hand Rolling Noodles
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The young lady at the front desk pointed at the QR code stuck to the counter. “Scan here.”
Yan Zimeng scanned the code with a dark expression and paid 10,900. “Can I leave now?”
“I’ll give you a receipt.” The young lady at the front desk opened a drawer and took out a receipt.
“There’s no need,” Yan Zimeng said angrily and turned to leave. “Welcome back next time,” the attendant greeted warmly.
Yan Zimeng couldn’t help but stagger before running out.
The front desk and the waiter couldn’t help but look at each other and smile. Such a brainless person deserved it.
Le Yao did not know what had happened in the hotel behind. She had already returned to Wen Garden. She changed her clothes and went straight into the kitchen. She had not eaten much when the food was served and was hungry now.
“Young Madam, let me do it.” Dema hurriedly followed her in.
“No, go and rest. I’ll make myself something to eat.” Le Yao shook her head. “I’ll call you if I need to.”
Dema did not force it and really went to rest.
“Sister Lan, I’ll help you.” Hao Kai also followed her to Wen Garden and even ran into the kitchen. He didn’t eat much and was also hungry. A good meal had been disturbed by Yan Ziwei.
The daughters of the Yan family were all poisonous.
Le Yao did not refuse. Since there was labor, she would make handmade noodles. If this guy did not help, she could only use normal noodles. After all, handmade noodles required strength to knead.
She took a large basin and poured half a basin of flour into it. Then, she cracked two eggs and stirred them with chopsticks as she added water. When all the flour was stuck together, she kneaded it into a ball with her hand and handed it to Hao Kai. “Knead the dough.”
It was said that soft dough made dumplings and hard dough made noodles.
The noodle dough had to be harder, so the longer they were kneaded, the better the noodles were.
However, kneading dough was a laborious task. Usually, after kneading it, one would not be able to lift their arms.
“Roger.” Hao Kai rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands before starting to knead the dough.
“I didn’t expect you to know how to knead dough.” Le Yao was a little surprised.
“My mother liked to cook. Even if it was rough ingredients, she could make delicious food. Her favorite was wheaten food. I’ve helped her knead dough and roll dumpling skins since I was young.” Hao Kai smiled. “Unfortunately, later on… when she left, I never had a chance again.”
Le Yao didn’t say anything else and focused on making the noodles.
She knew about Hao Kai’s background. He was a pitiful child.
While Nangong Jue was answering a call, he didn’t expect Le Yao to start cooking. He was quite happy, but when he saw Hao Kai working with her happily, he immediately felt a little jealous. He hurriedly walked in. “What can I do?”
Le Yao glanced at him. “You’re wearing a suit and leather shoes. What do you think you can do?”
When Nangong Jue heard this, he hurriedly turned around and left. However, he returned in five minutes. This time, he changed into casual clothes. “Can you help now?”
“Peel these.” Le Yao handed him the three potatoes. From the looks of it, these two were going to eat too, so she would make more. Anyway, she didn’t have much hope for the banquet tonight. It would probably be good enough if it ended safely and smoothly.
When had Nangong Jue ever done this? When he was young, even if he was thrown overseas by He Rong, he had a nanny to take care of him. Therefore, he really didn’t know how to peel potatoes..