The noodles rolled in the boiling water, gradually becoming soft and springy.
A few minutes later…
The noodles were cooked, and he quickly fished them out with a sieve, drained the water, and then divided them into several large bowls.
Next, he added some finely sliced cucumber and carrot, blanched peas, diced celery, and mung bean sprouts, adding a touch of fresh color to the bowl of Zha Jiang Mian, followed by some fried sauce.
All set!
"Qingqing, Weiwei, wash your hands, it's time to eat..."
Huang Jun gently called out, holding a bowl of steaming, aromatic, and flavorful Zha Jiang Mian steadily in his hands as he slowly walked out of the kitchen.
At the dining table, two small figures were already sitting up straight, giving Huang Jun their sweetest smiles: "Daddy, our little hands are washed clean and ready, just waiting for you to start the meal."
