The four of them found an empty table at the end and sat down while holding their noses.
To their surprise, the restaurant was almost full of customers eating noodles! They were eating noodles with enthusiasm, which can be described as enthusiastic! Oh my god, there are people who really like this bite! There are quite a few!
They pinched their noses and ordered four bowls of noodles. The waiter looked at them with strange eyes, like a secret smile,
Four large bowls of noodles were served quickly. They were four large bowls as big as small basins!
The waiter put a towel on his shoulders and shouted loudly: "Turn around slowly, turn around slowly! Your guests, here you are!"
The waiter neatly placed four large bowls of noodles in front of them. The four steaming bowls of noodles exuded an even more intoxicating smell!
These four big bowls of pulled noodles! The flavor is strong! But the wide noodles in the bowl look chewy and smooth. Green vegetables, shredded eggs, tomatoes, and chopped fungus are placed around the noodles. Under the noodles is a thick white mutton soup.
It was shocking to them just looking at it! There was a dollop of chili powder sprinkled on top of the noodles, and the boiling oil that had just been poured on it was still bubbling and hissing, it was hot and eye-catching, and exuded a spicy flavor.
Qiao Yanfang was the first one to burst out laughing, laughing so hard that she couldn't help but laugh.
If someone said: "Go!" she would be the first to run away!
Chen Zifeng said: "What's this! Isn't it just a bowl of noodles? What's this! We have all killed Japanese spies, why are we still afraid of this bowl of noodles! It's nothing! Let's eat!"
Xiao Ancheng said to Qiao Yanfang with a smile: "Xiao Qiao, don't think about anything, eat quickly! Eat early and leave early!"
So, the four of them grabbed their chopsticks, gathered them around the bowl, and started eating.
Xiao Ancheng was eating noodles, and when he squinted his eyes, he saw the chubby shopkeeper at the counter, wiping the counter with a rag and looking at them with a smile, as if he was mocking them.
He could see that the fat shopkeeper heard what they just said, and said: "Shopkeeper, let me ask, what do the three sheep on your sign mean?"
The fat shopkeeper came over, still smiling, and said: "Your husband, at first glance, you are an educated person. When you see a word you don't know, you don't feel ashamed to ask. That's great! That's great!"
Xiao Ancheng was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect to be praised like this.
The boss said again: "I told you to listen. Three sheep, pronounced as 'Dan', is also pronounced as '山'. It is pronounced as 'Dan', which originally means to take off your clothes and expose your body. You must know this.
Okay."
Xiao Ancheng said hurriedly: "I understand, I understand, favoring the left and the right, that's probably what it means."
The fat shopkeeper said: "That's it. It's pronounced as 'shan', which is what people often call sheep's smell. Three sheep refers to a group of sheep. If there are more sheep, the smell will be heavier! Isn't it? Many people don't like sheep.
The smell of mutton irritates the nose, is it the ground?"
Qiao Yanfang said: "That's right, that's right. Boss, can't you find those sheep that are less smelly?"
The fat boss laughed hoarsely, "Girl, do you understand business? The sheep you mentioned are less smelly and can only be regarded as ordinary business, so-so. But if you want to do the best business, you can
You have to choose the most disgusting sheep! That’s different! Look inside the Erdi shop. Why are there so many customers eating Erdi? Why, let me tell you, this is what they eat.
It’s a sheep-like smell that offends people!”
Xiao Ancheng said: "Boss, I didn't expect you to explain it like this."
The fat boss said: "Whenever things go to extremes, they look different! It's like the stinky tofu in Peking. When it gets to the extreme, it becomes fragrant, right? When the rice goes rancid, when it gets to the extreme, it becomes sour.
Wine, isn't it! The white color is so white that it's a little bluish, isn't it! In the summer, it's too hot, but the whole body is cold, and you have heat stroke! If you are too smart, you are a fool! Isn't it! If you are too happy,
You will cry and shed tears! Isn’t that right! If the mutton smell of ours is too strong, it will have a different flavor. Please give it a try, isn’t it?”
Several people at the table were a little surprised. They didn't expect such a fat shopkeeper to be able to say such a truth!
This is the next best thing! What’s even more different is that the noodles they were eating at this time were extremely tangy! Now they tasted it again, and sure enough, it had a unique flavor that they had never tasted before.
Qiao Yanfang first said: "When we first came in, the smell in the store was unbearable. Now it's okay to stay for a while."
Xiao Ancheng said: "The noodles are so delicious! The taste is extraordinary!"
Chen Zifeng said: "I think, first of all, this noodle is very good! It's soft and hard, and it's chewy."
Qiao Yanfang added: "This mutton soup is extremely fragrant and different! It tastes amazing! It tastes amazing!"
Liang Jinkai said: "Boss, give me another bowl." He turned around and said: "Don't laugh, I haven't eaten since last night, I'm really hungry!"
The three people said at the same time: "It's delicious! It's really delicious!"
15-8
Chen Zifeng and the other four people finished eating the "Yang Sheep Pulled Noodles" and then went out to look for Zhai Zhenchuan.
They went to the police station, the police station, the hospital, and even the Red Cross shelter, but they couldn't find Zhai Zhenchuan anywhere!
Chen Zifeng said to them: "The work done by the Japanese is very precise and detailed! This is our trouble!"
15-9
When Chen Zifeng and others returned to Daming Hotel, Luo Jiang was waiting for them at the door of the hotel.
When they came to the front, he wrinkled his nose and said, "Where have you been to make such a big smell!"
Qiao Yanfang said with a smile: "We had Yiyang pulled noodles, which tasted like mutton, very strong!"
Luo Jiang said: "Xiao Qiao, you and Staff Officer Liang, continue to look for Zhai Zhenchuan!" He pointed at Chen Zifeng and Xiao Ancheng, "You two, follow me! Now!"
Chen Zifeng still asked, "Sir, where are you going?"
Luo Jiang stared at him and said: "We are also looking for Zhai Zhenchuan! We must find him within a few days!"
15-10
Chen Zifeng led Luo Jiang into their antique-like black car.
He got directly into the driver's seat and said to Xiao Ancheng: "Check the map."
Xiao Ancheng took out the map of Xi'an that he had received from Shaanxi Station this morning, and turned back to ask Luo Jiang in the back seat, "Sir, where are we going?"
Luo Jiang said: "Beicang Mosque."
Xiao Ancheng checked the map and said to Chen Zifeng: "Take Erfu Street, Hongbu Street, and go south to the school gate."
In Shaanxi terms, it would be a pleasure to have such an antique car driving on the quaint streets of Xi'an!
Xiao Ancheng suddenly discovered that there were buses in Xi'an. This reminded him of the carriages in Wuhan, and the sticks and sedans in Chongqing. In comparison, Shanghai has the most developed transportation, with seven or eight tram lines, making it very convenient to go out.
Xiao Ancheng looked outside the car and saw a No. 2 bus passing by. This means that there are at least two bus lines in Xi'an.
Half an hour later, the antique car turned from the school gate into Beicang East Lane. From a distance, they saw a Chinese courtyard-style mosque with the words "Beicang Mosque" on the door. The house was similar to a Buddhist temple, but
The tiles on the roof are blue and have a halal feel.
They parked the car on the street, got out of the car, and walked to the Beicang Mosque.
15-11
The courtyard of Beicang Mosque is solemn and elegant. There are some trees and potted plants, but no one can be seen. But from the main hall, there are waves of chanting.
Luo Jiang saw an imam who was about fifty years old standing next to the main entrance of the hall. He was wearing a white Chinese trousers jacket, a black waistcoat embroidered with rhombus patterns, and a white Dastaler turban on his head.
Watch them motionless.
Luo Jiang walked over, bowed slightly, put his right hand on his chest and said, "Allah is with you."
The gentleman also bowed slightly, put his hand on his chest, and said, "Allah is with you."
Luo Jiang said in a rather gentle tone: "Sir, I am Luo Jiang from Peking. I bring greetings from the Imam of Beicang Temple to the Imam of Beiping Niujie Mosque."
The man replied: "Thank you Mr. Luo. The great imam of Niujie Temple made a long-distance call yesterday and told me about this matter. I am waiting here according to the instructions of the imam of this temple. Mr. Luo, and you two, please
Go this way."
Luo Jiang introduced them respectively: "This one is Chen Zifeng, and that one is Xiao Ancheng. They are both my friends."
The man smiled, nodded to Chen Zifeng and Xiao Ancheng, and said, "The Imam is leading the believers in prayer, and it will be over in a while. Please come here and have a cup of tea."
15-12
Luo Jiang and others followed the imam into the side room next to him.
Although it is a wing room, the layout is very neat and elegant. There is a carpet on the floor, and several hardwood armchairs surround a small round table. Incense is burning on the high table next to it, giving the wing room a faint scent of incense.
The imam asked them to sit down on armchairs, and then used a glass teapot to brew tea in several glasses that were slightly larger than wine glasses. He then brought it to them and extended his hand to signal them to drink tea.
He said: "Three gentlemen, please sit down for a moment. The prayer may need to continue for a while."
Luo Jiang said: "Thank you, maybe you have something to do."
The Imam smiled and said, "According to the Imam's arrangement, I will be responsible for accompanying you all to sit for a while."
After that, the room became quiet. For a while, no one spoke.
Among the three people, Xiao Ancheng was the most curious. This was his first time entering the mosque, and everything he saw was new. So, after sitting for a while, he couldn't help but be curious and leaned towards the imam in front of him.
"Sir, may I ask your name? If it doesn't offend," he asked respectfully.
"My surname is Ma, Ma Zhiming. I am the opening imam of this temple."
"Mr. Ma, I'm sorry, I'm really curious. What does the imam do when the school starts?" Xiao Ancheng immediately caught the opportunity and asked.
"It's just to explain the meaning of the scriptures to the believers." Mr. Ma said with a smile.?