Red soup, healthy noodles, ivory white noodles lying neatly in a pool of oily water, sprinkled with green onions.
Holding this bowl of Yangchun noodles, the aroma of the white noodles in clear soup penetrated my nose.
Miss Zhao lifted her chopsticks and slowly put a piece of noodles into her mouth. The broth melted in her mouth along with the mellow aroma of lard, leaving a fragrance between her teeth and cheeks.
The chewy texture of the noodles makes people want to chew and taste it. It is refreshing and refreshing when swallowed. People are surprised that simple food can have such an unforgettable taste.
For my aunt who loves noodles, this Yangchun Noodle has a different flavor in it.
There was nothing to accompany it. As the loneliest bowl of noodles she had ever seen, Yangchun noodles had its own freshness and fragrance.
There is a unique sense of serenity that has long since reached the distance, indifference in clear ambitions, and the bookishness of being lonely and self-admired, which gave Miss Zhao a lot of experience, and she even gained some insights in the way of the sword.
"It's delicious!" She said with satisfaction as she gently waved away a sword flower condensed from sword energy on her chest.
"Well, Aunt Qing, let me have a taste too." Mian Xiang pulled his strange gaze away from Yu Sheng and couldn't help but say to the girl.
Miss Zhao was not a solitary eater, so she handed the noodles to Kai Zai without hesitation. She just glanced at the bowl and smiled sheepishly.
It turns out that the noodles have bottomed out unknowingly.
"It doesn't matter, there's another bowl here." Yu Sheng had two more bowls out of the pot, poured the broth on them and handed them to the two of them.
The taste of the noodles lingered on her lips and teeth for a long time. Miss Zhao really hadn't eaten enough, so she picked it up and continued to taste it. Wei Zai said politely, "Thank you, shopkeeper."
Wei Zai took a sip and showed an expression that was both unexpected and true.
Surprisingly, this bowl of Yangchun noodles looks boring, but it tastes delicious.
Sure enough, the shopkeeper deserves to be the shopkeeper, and a seemingly simple bowl of noodles has a lot of mystery.
Everyone waiting outside was still looking forward to it. Seeing that the two people had not come out after entering, Ye Zi said: "They won't start eating inside, right?"
"I'll try it too." The black girl stood up, but was overtaken by the curious Yu Shiyu.
"You servants, how can you eat the food cooked by the shopkeeper?" She guarded the kitchen, stopped everyone and threatened them, then lifted the curtain and walked in.
"Hey, let's be servants?" The black girl was unhappy. If it weren't for the money from the shopkeeper, she wouldn't have lowered her status to be a waiter.
"What is the origin of this man?" She turned around and asked everyone, because her last name was Yu, "Is he a relative of Mr. Yu?"
Everyone shook their heads. Even the three monsters who came to the inn with Yu Sheng didn't know. However, Empress Shi Jingtian patted her chest in fear, "Fortunately her surname is Yu."
If it were someone else's surname, he would have to consider whether he would offend King Donghuang's relatives.
Bai Gaoxing quickly made him feel uneasy, "That's not right." He had seen the ancestral tablets of Yu Sheng's family. "The Yu family is a single lineage. I haven't heard of any relatives."
"Ah..." Shi Jingtian's expression suddenly changed.
But a fish gave him reassurance, "Even if the king has relatives, they are all in the water."
"That's good, that's good." Shi Jingtian patted his chest, followed the sound and was stunned, "Monster!"
"You are the monster, your whole family is a monster." Xianyu, who was swimming on the counter, cursed.
He shook his tail and said, "See clearly, I am a salted fish."
Shi Jingtian raised his little finger, "It swims in the air, can talk, and isn't it a monster? This inn really has a monster vibe."
"Put it down, put it down, this is Kunpeng, our shopkeeper's subordinate." Ye Zi waved his hand high to tell Shi Jingtian to stop.
Xianyu is recently trying to recover from a salted fish into a fish that can come and go freely. It feels like it has absorbed the dragon beads and its body is changing.
"Kunpeng?" Shi Jingtian sheathed his sword and looked at Xianyu suspiciously, "Is there a pocket-sized version of this thing?"
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When Yu Shiyu lifted the curtain and went in, Yu Shengzheng said: "Eat slowly, eat slowly, there is still not enough."
"Give me a bowl too." Yu Shiyu shouted.
Yu Sheng glanced at her and handed the bowl in his hand to Guai Zai, "Go and serve it to the guests outside."
"Hey, let me tell you, I'm going to invest a lot of money in the inn then." Seeing that Yu Sheng ignored her, Yu Shiyu calmly said.
Suddenly, a bowl of noodles was placed in front of her.
"Don't worry, based on our relationship, can I miss you a bowl of noodles?" Yu Sheng said seriously.
The little aunt who had just put down the bowl took a look at them and said to herself that they were really not a family, and they would not enter the same house. Yu Shiyu knew Yu Sheng very accurately.
However, no one followed the girl's guess. When Yu Sheng turned around, she took a stack of bank certificates from Yu Sheng's arms.
Seeing that Yu Sheng remained silent in the face of this kind of behavior, Yu Shiyu, who was about to eat, was not happy, "Shopkeeper Yu, there is a saying that no matter how close relatives are, they don't have money to do so."
She glanced at the girl and said, "It's better to keep the money in your own hands. Besides, we haven't settled the matter yet."
Yu Sheng, who was just cleaning up, was startled. He didn't know why Yu Shiyu suddenly started to teach him a lesson, and said smoothly: "It's too troublesome to manage money. It's better to leave it to my aunt."
Just like Lao Yu, Yu Shiyu didn't want to reveal his identity, so he couldn't say more. He just muttered in his heart that he was using noodles.
As soon as the noodles reached her mouth, Yu Shiyu was stunned. She thought Yu Sheng's cooking would be delicious, but she didn't expect it to be so delicious.
"Is this really a bowl of clear soup noodles?" She looked down and saw that the soup was clear, the noodles were white, and only chopped green onions were garnished. It was really a bowl of clear soup noodles.
"Of course it's a bowl of clear soup noodles." Yu Sheng said proudly, and he put the bowls on the dinner plate and asked Ye Zigao to come in and serve them to the three little monsters.
Before Ye Zigao came in, the little white fox came in with his own rice bowl in his mouth. He screamed "嘤嘤" and asked Yu Sheng to give her a chopstick.
"The shopkeeper, there are us too." Ye Zigao said as he was leaving. Although they had already eaten lunch, they couldn't help but want to try it when they saw others enjoying their meal.
"All, all." Yu Sheng said happily. As a cook, the happiest thing is to have many people cheering.
But this made Yu Shiyu unhappy.
Although the noodles are delicious, in her opinion, Yu Sheng must have put a lot of energy into cooking so well.
"I'm not doing my job all day long, and I'm wasting my talent in vain." Yu Shiyu couldn't help but mutter.
"What are you talking about? What does not do your job mean?" Yu Sheng was unhappy, "As the innkeeper, cooking is my job."
"Where's writing?" Yu Shiyu couldn't help but ask.
"Hey, how did you know that I'm talented in writing?" Yu Sheng was stunned, "But that's my hobby."
After all, you can’t make money by writing.
"As the leader of the alliance, you must have attainments in calligraphy and swordsmanship to convince the crowd." She pointed to the bottomed soup bowl, "How can I lead the city leaders?"
"Hey, don't you understand this?" Yu Sheng became proud, "As the son of King Donghuang, I never convince others with my abilities."
Yu Shiyu had nothing to say for a moment. This guy obviously didn't know his identity, and she couldn't tell him clearly.
"Who else are you, why are you teaching me a lesson?" Yu Sheng finally came back to his senses, "You also said that I don't do my job properly, and I don't do my job properly. How can you taste such delicious food?"
"I..." Yu Shiyu was really stunned by the question.
The little aunt standing next to her finally understood. Yu Shiyu seemed to know his identity and Yu Sheng's identity.
In order to prevent her from revealing her identity, Miss Zhao interrupted: "By the way, Jiyuncao has been sent here, and Qianni Liquor can be brewed."