Age: My Small World

Chapter 118 Longevity Noodles

Yang Jun had no intention of staying idle, so he stood up as well.

"Teacher, let me help you."

He was not in a hurry to go back. He had told his mother before that he would come to the county town to study, so his family would not worry.

Of course, what Yang Jun didn’t know was that the two people in the family were a little disappointed at this moment.

Fanjiazhuang, Yangjia.

"Mom, Xiaoshan hasn't come back yet. He will probably have to stay in the county town tonight." Yang Yumei said to Li Xiaohua beside her.

The old lady nodded involuntarily: "Yes, the child went to learn knowledge, it is normal that he can't come back late."

"It's a pity that Xiaoshan won't be able to eat the longevity noodles that mom cooked for him this year."

On the table in front of the two of them, there was a bowl of noodles with a piece of chicken.

Li Xiaohua asked Aunt Qi for help to make this. She made the noodles herself, but the meat stew was more difficult to make. It was made from the wings of a chicken she slaughtered today.

"Just eat it, or the noodles will become clumpy later."

I pushed the noodles in front of Yang Yumei.

The second sister swallowed her saliva. She had only been eating porridge these days, and now she would find noodles delicious.

If we replace rice with cornmeal in a few days, the food will return to the previous standard at home.

But she still shook her head: "Mom, you should eat it. I'm not hungry after dinner."

"Eat, eat. Mom didn't know you could eat it." Li Xiaohua said happily.

Yang Yumei has a big appetite, no less than an adult man.

She looked at the noodles in front of her, thought for a while, then stood up and got a bowl.

"Mom, let's each have half."

Li Xiaohua didn't push her away this time. She knew that if she didn't eat something, the girl wouldn't pick up her chopsticks.

However, she still picked up the meat and put it to the girl's mouth. Seeing that she was eating happily, she also laughed.

in the city.

After Yang Jun came to Wei Ran's kitchen, he couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

He guessed that Wei Ran hadn't cooked much since he arrived, so there was only simple salt for seasoning and almost nothing else.

Or maybe she hasn't had time to prepare yet?
If you look at the ingredients inside, it’s even simpler.

It was just some flour and a few vegetable leaves, and I didn't know how to start for a moment.

"Teacher, what would you like to eat?"

Wei Ran fiddled with the flour bag awkwardly, frowning and saying, "How about making noodles? We don't have anything else."

"Didn't you stock up on more food?"

Yang Jun asked in some confusion. You know, she had asked her to prepare more food before, so why did he only have so little?
Upon hearing this, Wei Ran said unhappily, "Where can I buy it? I don't have that many food coupons."

Seeing this, he couldn't help but shake his head in his heart, and then said: "Teacher, I'll go out for a while, and I'll do it when I come back."

With that, he walked out the door.

"Wait, where are you going so late at night? It's dangerous outside." Wei Ran hurriedly chased out, but Yang Jun was nowhere to be seen.

"This child is really worrying!"

Of course, Yang Jun was not really going anywhere, but walked to a remote location and entered the small world, then took out some spare ingredients and prepared to cook them together. There were not many things, just enough for one or two meals.

When he appeared again, he was holding a pound of meat and a fresh cabbage in his hands, as well as some chili peppers to enhance the flavor.

After entering the door, Wei Ran looked at him angrily.

But when he saw that Yang Jun was still carrying something, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Where did you get all these things?"

She asked in surprise.

"It's from a friend, please keep it a secret for me, teacher." When it comes to confidentiality, Wei Ran immediately nodded in understanding.

It's not that she doesn't know about the existence of the black market, she just has never come into contact with it.

Now Yang Jun's appearance made her realize that this student of hers was probably involved with the black market.

This is naturally not a big deal. Many ordinary people often go there and just treat it as a lively place.

As long as he doesn't commit any crime, Wei Ran won't interfere.

But she still couldn't help but say, "You are so young, don't let others lead you astray. In the future, try to avoid associating with those questionable people, and don't even think about doing anything illegal."

"Teacher Wei, do you think I look like a bad person?" Yang Jun pointed at himself speechlessly.

Seeing his behavior, Wei Ran laughed.

A smile appeared on her bright and elegant face, with a slight curve at the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, good man, remember to contribute more to the country's development in the future."

Nowadays, this belief still comes first, regardless of gender, age or status.

After bringing the things into the house, Wei Ran did not busy himself in the kitchen, but instead went into the house to look for something.

Soon, she came over with two dollars and handed them to Yang Jun.

"You can't take things from others for free, go and pay them back."

"Teacher, it's okay, it doesn't cost any money." Yang Jun declined.

Why would he need money for something he produces himself?

"Free things are more expensive, so I can't accept them." Wei Ran was very stubborn.

Helpless, Yang Jun had to pretend, then went outside and came back with a few cents in change, and put the two dollars in the small world.

"Save the money to buy some candy. The teacher doesn't need these few cents."

Looking at the change handed back by Yang Jun, Wei Ran said this.

However, a few cents is not a small amount of money. It can buy another pound of meat.

After refusing for a long time, Yang Jun finally had no choice but to pocket the full two dollars.

Obviously, I was supposed to take out some dishes to improve the teacher's meals, but I ended up selling vegetables and even received pocket money. It was frustrating.

In the kitchen, the two of them were squeezed together and there was no room for the cold wind.

This is just a compartment built in front of the house. The upper part is empty, so it is naturally a bit cold when the cold wind blows.

"Yang Jun, you cut the meat too thin. It will taste better if you cut it thicker."

Wei Ran is a native Beijinger. She is quite generous at heart and is not as picky about food as southern girls.

It’s hard to be so refined these days.

"They all taste the same, so it's easier to cook them if they're thinner."

"Okay, leave it there and play. Let me do it later."

Yang Jun was kicked out of the kitchen.

To his surprise, Wei Ran knew how to cook, especially northern dishes.

Although it's just making noodles now, you can see something.

It wasn't the fried noodles with soybean paste that we had for lunch. She actually made noodles with oil and meat.

"This is the way they do it in northern Shaanxi, right? How come you're so skilled at it?" This time it was Yang Jun who felt surprised.

"My mother is from northern Shaanxi, what do you think?" Wei Ran raised his eyebrows.

"So that's how it is. No wonder you have a plateau temperament."

Wei Ran's appearance has some ethnic minority style, with deep eye sockets that make his eyes stand out more, and a standard oval face, which is a perfect combination of Western Regions and Central Plains style. In fact, it has little to do with northern Shaanxi.

"Hurry up and eat, even noodles can't fill your mouth." It felt good to be praised, but Wei Ran felt that he had to maintain the dignity of a good teacher.

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