Dried

Li Hehua sat at the entrance of the stove, watching the fire in the stove and letting the fire burn until the water in the pot boiled. She also stretched her neck to see the situation above.

On the other side, Xue Yifu, who was under the shed, also stopped what he was doing and looked over.

Xue Sifu and Liu Guixia each held a pair of chopsticks. They became even more nervous and alert as time passed. As soon as their Jiang Yue spoke, they would quickly use their chopsticks to scoop out the cooked rice noodles.

Jiang Yue poured the rice dough into the wooden ladle, and several lines of rice dough flowed out of the small holes at the bottom of the wooden ladle.

Jiang Yue moved the wooden ladle to make the rice dough fall into the boiling water more evenly.

It didn't take long for it to be cooked in the pot. Jiang Yue quickly said, "You can fish it out now."