
"Pancake?” Xue Zhan asked, but seeing Su Zijin's happy face, he said nothing more.
“It will be a hundred times tastier than pancakes" Su Zijin was very confident, then went to knead noodles. After kneading the noodles, he condenses the potatoes and fries them in a frying pan until cooked, The smell is good, followed by a shepherd's purse and cabbage.
After the freshly fried vegetables are placed on the plate, the last step is the most crucial step, to make the dough.
Xue Zhan helped ignite the fire, watching Su Zijin skillfully spread the evenly adjusted noodles on the pan,
and as the noodles slowly wrinkled and turned into thicker dough than paper, Su Zijin Zijin then peeled the dough, repeating this a few more times.
Su Zijin made ten pieces of dough at once, and had Xue Zhan turn off the fire.
Xue Zhan looked at the dishes and dough on the table, and did not know what to say.
Su Zijin grinnedly raised a piece of dough and applied it in his hand, then he took some potatoes, cabbage, shepherd's purse, and a swirl of raw carrots and wrapped them in batter.
Knowing that Xue Zhan liked spicy food, he sprinkled it a bit of chili powder on it, then handed it to Xue Zhan.
This was the first time Xue Zhan had seen the dough-wrapped food, after taking out his pancakes, then he bit it, and it felt crisp and tender, it was unique.
Although everything is ordinary cuisine, but it tastes different when wrapped with dough.
Xue Zhan ate the pancake in his hand three times, and Su Zijin gave it again with a smile.
Xue Zhan packed one.
“Suami, do you like noodles?” Su Zijin wrapped the pancakes for himself and ate them.
But ever since marrying Su Zijin, Xue Zhan had always followed the tastes of Su Zijin, and he would eat anything cooked by Su Zijin.
After eating rice for more than half a year, gradually he became accustomed to it, but his preference remained noodles.
“From now on, I will make more noodles for my husband!” Su Zijin said with a smile, and opened his small mouth to lightly bite off a piece of pancake.
"You don't have to follow my taste, you can cook anything you like! I'm fine." Said Xue Zhan.
Su Zijin was a native of the local area, and of course, eating rice was his main meal. If she was told to eat noodles with him every day, she would definitely not be able to.
"I also like to eat noodles, so after earning money, I will cook noodles for my husband in a different way every day." Su Zijin was afraid that Xue Zhan would choke, so he poured a cup of hot water for Xue Zhan.
Xue Zhan took a cup of tea and drank the tea inside. He gently held the bulging tea cup with his long, slender hand, and rubbed his thumb into a simple pattern on the tea cup.
Then he said: get silver.
Su Zijin also nodded. He also wanted to earn more money. He had just thought about it carefully.
It does not make sense to sell clothes that are designed in a short time.
He wanted to start slowly as a tailor. First, she helps others sew clothes to save money. After saving enough money, he would open a tailor shop to help others make clothes.
When her skills are recognized by others, she can help others make clothes. After that, he would open his own coloring workshop, make clothes, and then design clothing styles.
The final step was to open his clothing store in this ancient age.