Ye Guici took a sip and ate a big mouthful of noodles mixed with marinade and red oil.
"The marinade is a little salty. This saltiness is not caused by adding too much salt, but by stewing it for a long time, which means it is old marinade!"
"The chili oil is not spicy enough, but it is very fragrant. It seems that the old man has specially made improvements to make it more convenient for foreign tourists!"
“The noodles are very chewy and…”
Ye Gui picked up a noodle, examined it carefully, clapped his hands and said, "Sure enough, these noodles are all handmade, and you can still see the old man's fingerprints on it!"
“Personally, I prefer handmade noodles to machine noodles!”
"Although some netizens may say that machine noodles are cleaner, softer and more delicious, but every time I eat noodles pressed by a machine, I feel that the noodles have a machine smell and lack of smoke!
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"Later I thought about it, it was because when I was young, I helped out when my family made handmade noodles, beating eggs and kneading the dough. Although I was not strong enough, my parents' encouragement and shouting made me happy.
I was full of strength, so I successfully pushed the chopping board over, and then I was beaten!"
Everyone: "???"
"Damn it, I didn't expect this turn!"
"But I think the handmade noodles taste delicious. I don't know if it's my imagination!"
"Me too!"
Ye Gui smiled, squatted on the ground, dragged the bottom of the bowl with his left hand, and ate with chopsticks in his right hand.
"Master God of Cookery, would you like to change your posture? When I was a child, I used to eat noodles in this posture. My family said that only the prisoners in prison ate like this. Until I watched the movie, it was really like this!"
"Aha, my parents said that too!"
"Me too!"
Ye Gui was speechless and could only kneel down on one knee, and then held the bowl with both hands in a pinching gesture: "Is this okay?"
"Okay, okay!"
The viewers in the live broadcast room were finally satisfied.
Ye Gui held the bowl and ate to the back, which was a large piece of meat. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
"Not to mention, you can eat so much meat for 8 yuan of dandan noodles, which is really a bargain. You can hardly make any money!"
Ye Gui looked at his father with some distress. Many old people at his age already had children and grandchildren, and they took their grandchildren out to play or go for a walk.
But this old man still wants to make a living.
Whose husband is he and whose father is he?
Whose son is he?
"Dad, if you put this bowl of noodles in a restaurant, it will cost at least 20 yuan. Why don't you consider raising the price?"
Ye Gui was the one who offered to raise the price.
It's just that the viewers in the live broadcast room didn't think there was anything wrong, and on the contrary, they strongly supported it.
"Yes, that's a lot of meat for 8 yuan. The old man obviously lost money!"
"That's right, it should be increased to at least 13 yuan!"
"That's right!"
But the old man waved his hand: "No, my wife was sick before, and everyone raised money to help me tide over the difficulties. Then there was some money left, so I thought I could help one more person!"
"We must pass on this love!"
The old man's words aroused everyone's awe, and Ye Gui also respected his father: "Dad, you are an amazing person!"
"Where there!"
He has been protected by everyone's love, so he wants to pass on the love.
If everyone were like this, life would be better.
Ye Gui asked again: "So, Dad, you said this QR code belongs to your daughter-in-law. Why did you say it was difficult to get money?"
"Master God of Cookery, because my father has spent all this money a long time ago, he is now giving his own money to spread love!"
At this time, a middle-aged couple came over.
They were both moved and confused.
One is to move his father's behavior, but they themselves are also working-class people, and it is already very difficult to maintain their lives. Let them spend their own money to spread love.
This is beyond our capabilities and there is nothing we can do about it!
Only then did everyone suddenly realize: "So this is what it is like!"
Ye Gui understood: "So that's it, then let's do it like this!"
He scanned the old man's QR code with his mobile phone and directly scanned the 10,000 yuan.
"Master God of Cookery, who are you?" the couple asked in surprise.
"I'm here to help daddy continue to pass on this love. If you don't have enough money, tell me and I will continue to pass it on!"
The audience in the live broadcast room said: "Master God of Cookery, send me that QR code too. Although I don't have much money, I still have a hundred dollars!"
"Yes, this behavior is very good, and I want to support it!"
"Me too!"
Ye Gui said: "Thank you everyone, why don't we set up a charity fund, what do you think?"
"The name is called Fireworks Fund. Pass on the love like firework!"