City: My Little Prodigy

Use these flours to make yourself a bowl of longevity noodles?"

Hearing Shen Lang's words, Wang Xiaobao was petrified in an instant.

But Qin Baoer's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Uncle, this idea is really super good!"

"Why didn't I think of making longevity noodles? Yes, how can you spend your birthday like this?"

Wang Xiaobao never dreamed that Shen Lang could be so demonic.

It's my birthday, you actually let me eat longevity noodles?

Well, even if you eat longevity noodles, even if you don't buy me a cake,

Why do I have to make my own longevity noodles?

I... how could I do such a thing?

For a moment, Wang Xiaobao showed the expression of wanting to cry.

"Uncle, that, I don't want to celebrate my birthday."

"Actually it's just a small birthday, no need...really..."

"That won't do!"

Shen Lang interrupted Wang Xiaobao, he grinned and said:

"Since Jiayao has promised your mother, I will celebrate your birthday for you."

"We must keep our promises honestly, right?"

"And today is your birthday, we should give you a good celebration anyway."

"Come on, do it quickly, I'm here to watch you..."

Wang Xiaobao gritted his teeth:

"Well, shouldn't the elders make the longevity noodles for me?"

"Yo? You also know that longevity noodles are made by elders. I thought you were abroad and didn't know anything about it."

The smile on Shen Lang's face was even happier.

"You are abroad, did the teacher teach you a truth?"

"Doing your own food and clothing yourself, since it's a meaningful birthday, isn't it meaningful to eat your own longevity noodles?"

Hearing Shen Lang's words, Lin Jiayao and Qin Baoer couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Wang Xiaoyu glanced at her brother, just as she was about to say something, Shen Lang glared at her.

Qin Baoer pinched Wang Xiaoyu's face:

"Uncle is using his own way to help Xiaobao have an unforgettable birthday, Xiaoyu don't need to worry too much."

"Sister, help..."

Before Wang Xiaobao said the life-saving message, Shen Lang said:

"I just bought a whip yesterday. It seems to be fun... Do you want Xiaobao to play together later?"

"Uh...."

Wang Xiaobao noticed the whip in Shen Lang's study just now, so now he doesn't dare to call for help.

Wang Xiaobao thought about it and said to Shen Lang:

"But, uncle, I can't make longevity noodles."

"It doesn't matter if you can't do it, you can learn it!"

Since we want to cultivate Wang Xiaobao into a country-style boy, how can he not make longevity noodles?

Shen Lang said to Lin Jiayao:

"Go get that tablet, and find a recipe for longevity noodles, and let Xiaobao watch and cook."

"Uncle, let me get it!"

Qin Baoer happily went to the living room and brought the tablet.

Soon, the chef's voice came from the tablet.

"The first step in making longevity noodles is..."

Wang Xiaobao was rubbing his face with tears while watching the video.

He doesn't want a birthday!

He never wants to celebrate his birthday again!

Why did Mom send him to such a place!

Uncle, uncle is really scary......

At this moment, Shen Lang's voice came:

"Xiaobao, don't be so moved, tears are about to drip into the basin."

"I...I see."

Wang Xiaobao wiped his face with his sleeve, and he looked at the basin under his hand, feeling as if his heart was dead.

............

No matter how Wang Xiaobao is just a 10-year-old child, it is impossible for him to make delicious longevity noodles.

So he worked hard for a long time, and the longevity noodles he finally made were like gnocchi.

Shen Lang also let him fry a poached egg on top.

Seeing the finished dish, Shen Lang nodded.

"Although it's not very good, it's already edible."

"Xiaobao, do you feel very happy when you taste the longevity noodles you made for the first time?"

Wang Xiaobao picked up the chopsticks, trying to pick up the gnocchi in a bowl, the next second, the gnocchi slipped off.

"Huh? Can't Xiaobao use chopsticks well?"

Wang Xiaobao nodded aggrievedly:

"Can you let me use a knife and fork?"

"Using a knife and fork? How many people have you seen eating with a knife and fork in the Celestial Dynasty? It doesn't matter if the chopsticks are not used well. Tomorrow morning, I will grab a handful of rice, and you will practice holding raw rice with chopsticks, and you will become proficient after practicing for a while."

"........."

"I don't need knives and forks, can I skip the practice of sandwiching uncooked rice?"

"no!"

Wang Xiaobao feels that in this world, no one has a birthday, and it will be worse than himself.

Why did mom make that phone call,

You don't know, how much has your son suffered just because you said your birthday?

Wang Xiaobao swore in his heart that he would never celebrate his birthday again.

At this moment, Shen Lang's voice came:

"Hurry up and eat! Longevity noodles have to be eaten while they are still hot."

"I...I get it!"

Wang Xiaobao worked hard for a long time before he put a gnocchi in his mouth, biting the blunt gnocchi, listening to the people around him shouting happy birthday to Xiaobao,

I don't know how to drip, but the tears flowed out of Wang Xiaobao's eyes.

God! Come and save me!

I... I beg you, Wang Xiaobao!

............

The birthday banquet that made Wang Xiaobao unforgettable has finally come to an end.

"Uncle, since today is my birthday, I... can I stop copying ancient poems?"

"My hand hurts so much..."

Wang Xiaobao copied ancient poems for a long time and kneaded his face for a long time.

That hand is indeed almost broken,

Since today is his birthday, Shen Lang didn't continue to "torture" him, no, he continued to educate him.

"Since today is your birthday, the ancient poems will be copied tomorrow."

"Xiaobao, let me ask you, what are you going to do next?"

Wang Xiaobao was very excited when he heard that there was no need to copy ancient poems:

"I... can I watch TV?"

"My favorite foreign TV series, can I see it in China??"

Hearing Wang Xiaobao's words, Shen Lang laughed again:

"Why do you watch foreign TV dramas in China?"

"Xiaobao, you must have never seen the national quintessence of our country!"

"It just so happens that today is your birthday, and my uncle will show you the charm of our national quintessence."

"The charm of the quintessence of China?"

Wang Xiaobao is a little curious,

He was sitting on the sofa, ready to see what the quintessence of the Celestial Dynasty was,

The next second, Shen Lang took the remote control and adjusted the TV.

Soon a voice came from the TV.

"The next program I bring to you is:.......Huangmei Opera......"