"Old Yuan, have you started making the sauce yet?"
Dai Jianli called out as soon as he walked into the kitchen of Building 8.
Yuan Debiao poked his head out from the pastry section, holding a two-meter-long rolling pin, like it was a Jingu Bang:
"Not yet, I'm about to roll the noodles. Egg sauce goes well with noodles, but the store-bought ones aren't quite right, so I'm planning to make some hand-pulled noodles... Lin, you're just in time, you can try our egg sauce mixed noodles later."
Lin Xu said:
"Hand-pulled noodles are my specialty, how about I do it."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Debiao burst into laughter:
"I almost forgot about that. Lin Ji's Food specializes in hand-pulled noodles, so later we can indulge to our heart's content."
Lin Xu washed his hands, saw a large bowl of dough in the basin, and tested its elasticity with his fingers.
He said to Yuan Debiao:
