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Chapter 332 - The last breeze to save the camel

"Run!"

"Boom!"

The huge rocks were swept around by the mountain torrent, making a huge bang, and the shouts of several people were drowned out by the endless roar.

He Chen had just been in the team for less than a year, and his physical fitness was far from as strong as that of the veteran team members. Coupled with the gap in psychological quality, his legs began to cramp uncontrollably.

The shore will be reached in a short while, and the mountain torrent will also be reached in a short while. Which will arrive first, the accident or the shore, is a reality that we have to face.

No matter how anxious he was, his cramped calves seemed to have no more strength left for him to use.

Seeing the flash flood getting closer, He Chen's heart was filled with despair.

At this moment, Captain Chen's voice rang in his ears: "Run, you bastards! Run to the shore and I'll ask Brother Wang to make you some delicious food at my own expense. I'll also arrange a blind date for you to find a girlfriend like Xiao Zhuo!"

A young man in his twenties can eat a lot. Hearing these words, He Chen's mind instinctively emerged with those two delicious meals. He can say responsibly that they were the most delicious meals he had ever eaten in his life. However, Brother Wang was not satisfied with such delicious food and said that it did not perform to the level it should have.

Just like quenching thirst by looking at a plum, after hearing Chen Baoguo's words, He Chen didn't know where he squeezed out the strength. The roar of the mountain torrent disappeared, and the only sound in his mind was the sound of Wang Fan's big shovel scraping across the bottom of the pot.

I have been busy for most of the day and only ate some individual rations. The energy I need is enough, but my stomach feels empty. Suddenly, it seems that what is parked on the shore is no longer a fire truck, but Wang Fan’s big RV that keeps producing delicious food.

"Come on!"

The veins on his neck bulged, and He Chen's speed increased dramatically. A surge of potential that came from nowhere even made him pull Chen Baoguo's clothes and run towards the shore.

"Come on!"

Following his lead, the others instantly breathed a sigh of relief and ran as fast as they could towards the last few meters.

Three meters, one meter.

……

It started to drizzle in the camp again. Fortunately, it was already night. If it rained during the day, the energy collected by the solar panels of his RV would not be enough.

Most of Luo Yongduo and his team left after helping to prepare dinner. Only Xue Feng and a few others who had not yet completed their apprenticeship stayed to help. This was understandable, as they all held important positions.

"Rainfall detected, do you want to enable rainwater collection?"

"Turn on."

"Should we start the water purification system?"

"Turn on."

"Multiple life signs detected approaching. Should all be locked?"

"Ok?"

Wang Fan, who was resting, quickly stood up after hearing this reminder. With the dim light of the shelter, he saw a pile of reflective strips and orange-red clothes moving towards the camp.

Wang Fan put on his clothes, opened the door and got out of the car. These people must be the firefighters, so there was naturally no need to lock the door. Moreover, they must need supplies after coming back in the middle of the night.

As soon as I came down, I saw Cheng Dong and others coming to greet me not far away.

Chen Baoguo gasped for air. Even with his mental and self-control, his calves couldn't help but cramp. The scene that afternoon was truly thrilling; it was a natural reaction. He didn't know if his shouting after the flash flood had worked, but he managed to narrowly avoid the torrent and save his life.

Even so, when he climbed onto the riverbank, his ankle was hit by the mountain torrent and now a big swelling has formed.

Chen Baoguo looked at Wang Fan and said, "Brother, please help us prepare something to eat. Just something simple will do."

Looking at these people who were so miserable that they needed to support each other, Wang Fan's heart was deeply moved. There was no such thing as a peaceful life. It was just that these people were carrying heavy burdens and moving forward.

"Is there anything you want to eat?"

Chen Baoguo grinned and said, "Just make some noodles. Be quick and quiet, and don't disturb the villagers' rest."

It was already late at night, and in order not to disturb others they even parked the fire truck outside and walked over.

Wang Fan nodded and prepared to get busy, while Cheng Dong and others carried Chen Baoguo and others back to the camp with their arms around each other's shoulders.

The fatigue from days of work made them doze off as soon as they sat down, and soon they fell asleep in a slumber.

Wang Fan carefully took out the stove and large pot from the RV. The sound was slight but still woke Zhuo Qianqian up. She had been a light sleeper since coming here.

After sleepily figuring out the situation, she got up and helped Wang Fan wash some rapeseed and bean sprouts.

Wang Fan set up the stove and the pot and started to boil water. He poured half a bag of flour directly into a large basin, added alkali and salt, and started to knead the dough.

After kneading for a minute, the flour was kneaded into a smooth dough, and his hands were very smooth without any flour residue.

While the dough is resting, start preparing the toppings. If you want it to be quick and tasty, then oil-splashed noodles is definitely a good choice.

The green onion was cut into long strips, and the knife moved at a very fast speed, but it stopped abruptly the moment it touched the chopping board, making almost no sound. This was the limit of what Wang Fan could control.

When the temperature of rapeseed oil rises, the chopped green onion is put into the pot. Once the rich green onion aroma is released, it can awaken all human taste buds.

The scallion shreds soon turned golden. Wang Fan turned off the fire and fished out the scallion shreds but did not throw them away. Traditional oil-splashed noodles do not include these scallion shreds, but Wang Fan firmly believed that these fried scallion shreds were the finishing touch.

He picked up the dough and started preparing to make the belt noodles.

This kind of noodles usually need to be kneaded for more than 3 hours, and it is best to knead it overnight, but he obviously does not have that much time now, so he plans to rely on his absolute touch to complete the step of stretching the noodles.

Pinch the dough into small pieces, roll it into long strips and flatten it. Roll it up and down a few times, press the middle part slightly with a rolling pin and place it on a plate. Then brush a layer of oil on it with a brush and continue rolling it out.

Two pieces, three pieces, four pieces, the dough pieces are evenly arranged. When you think the amount is about right, you can pinch a few pieces from the beginning.

He used his fingers to slightly pinch the dough into a thin layer, and then slowly pulled it to both sides, gently slamming it on the chopping board while pulling, making a faint "biangbiang" sound. This sound, which Wang Fan intentionally controlled, was not as loud as the sound of the rain around him. The sound of raindrops hitting the rain shield completely covered up the sound of his cooking.

The noodles, which were originally the length of a palm, kept getting longer and longer until Wang Fan stretched out his arms completely. The water in the pot was boiling at this time, so he put the noodles into the pot.

The whole process is smooth and flowing, from stretching the noodles to putting them into the pot, it only takes about ten seconds.

All the noodles were stretched and put into the pot, and Zhuo Qianqian also came over with a pot of tender green rapeseed.

Put the rapeseed into the pot and cook it together. Stir it continuously with long chopsticks. After splashing the water three times, the belt-like noodles are scooped out.

There are several strange things about Shaanxi. The noodles are shaped like belts. If they don’t, they are definitely not authentic.

(End of this chapter)