Courtyard House: Passing through the Silly Pillar, Activating the Blessed Cave Heaven

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He Yuzhu walked over to Master Hu and carefully observed his noodle-frying technique, wanting to master the skills as soon as possible.

"Young man, look at your build, you're quite strong, you look powerful!" Old Master Hu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to He Yuzhu with a smile, "Have you cooked at home before? Actually, there's no complicated trick to stir-frying noodles. You just pour the flour into the pan and stir it constantly, making sure the flour doesn't stick to the bottom of the pan. The key is to be patient."

"Uncle Hu, I used to be a cook, so cooking is no problem for me," He Yuzhu said with a smile. "Why don't you take a break, have some water, and let me give it a try?"

Master Hu nodded and handed the shovel in his hand to He Yuzhu.

With Master Hu's simple guidance, He Yuzhu quickly mastered the essentials of stir-frying noodles and started making them quite well.

After finishing one batch, he simply set up another stove next to it and started cooking by himself.

They kept busy like this until the sun was about to set, when the last batch of fried noodles was finally ready.

"Uncle Hu, it's getting late, I have to pick up my sister from school, so I'll be going now." He Yuzhu said goodbye to Old Hu and hurriedly left the neighborhood office, heading towards the primary school where He Yushui studied.

After picking up his sister, he deliberately took a detour to the grain store to buy some wheat, soybeans, and peanuts.

After witnessing firsthand the fried noodles eaten by the soldiers on the front lines, he secretly resolved to improve the fried noodles according to the methods of later generations, so that the soldiers could at least eat more fragrant and nutritious multigrain fried noodles.

After returning home and finishing dinner, He Yuzhu immediately went into the kitchen to get busy.

He first picked out the soybeans and cleaned them, removing any impurities. Then he washed the wheat and peanuts, and without drying them completely, he poured them directly into the iron pot to roast them.

After the wheat had developed a rich wheat aroma, he added soybeans and peanuts to the pot and stir-fried them together until all three ingredients were fragrant. Then he took them out and ground them into powder using a stone mill at home.

He Yuzhu picked up a pinch of freshly ground fried noodles, put it in his mouth and tasted it. The rich aroma of grains instantly spread across his tongue, and the taste was quite good.

He scooped out half a bowl of fried noodles, added an appropriate amount of honey and hot water, stirred it into a paste, and took the first bite. The familiar taste brought tears to his eyes; it was the warm taste from his memory.

He Yushui stood by, watching her brother's busy figure. When she saw him taste what he had just made, she curiously stepped forward and tugged at He Yuzhu's sleeve: "Brother, what did you make? It smells so good, can I try some?"

"This is my newly improved stir-fried noodles. It tastes pretty good. Try it and see if you like it." He Yuzhu smiled, picked up a piece of stir-fried noodles with his chopsticks, and held it to his sister's mouth.

He Yushui opened her mouth to catch it, savoring it carefully, and soon a surprised smile appeared on her face.

"It's so delicious! It's fragrant and sweet, you're amazing, brother!" He Yushui praised, wanting to eat more.

The brother and sister took turns eating, and soon finished half a bowl of fried noodles.

He Yuzhu carefully packed the remaining fried noodles into a flour bag, planning to take it to the street office tomorrow so that Director Wang could try it and see if this improved multigrain fried noodles could be promoted to the front lines so that the soldiers could have more nutritious food.