Yushanfang

Chapter 48 49: A Special Taste
He silently lowered his head and thought: A few days ago, the business of the two noodle soups, which were not selling well for some reason, suddenly became better.

Lin Xiang nodded and smiled: "Wait for a moment." After finishing speaking, he quickly started to do it, walked to the side of the stove, Lin Xiang turned his head and said, "Uncle!"

Ah Fu was still looking thoughtful, Lin Xiang yelled again when he saw this: "Uncle!"

At this moment, Ah Fu just took a breath as if returning to his senses, and looked at Lin Xiang.

"Uncle, just come down here." Lin Xiang said with a smile, and then turned sideways to start cooking.

Reaching out to remove the kimchi wrapped in a bowl, a strong sour smell floated out——

With a faint salty smell permeating the air, the nostrils were quickly wrapped in the smell.

Leaning closer, Ah Fu caught sight of Lin Xiang's movements from the corner of his eyes, and frowned immediately.

After thinking about it, he suddenly thought of Lin Xiang's actions a few days ago, squinted his eyes, and Ah Fu suddenly looked thoughtfully at the thing in Lin Xiang's palm.

"This is—?" Ah Fu sniffed closer and asked curiously.

Lin Xiang took out the pickles with light yellow juice, and said indifferently: "It's just the pickles made by myself at home..."

As he said that, Lin Xiang smiled, raised his face, and met Ah Fu with a puzzled expression.

Pursing his lips, Lin Xiang reached out and pulled out a piece of cabbage from the bowl, lifted——

"Tick-tick-tick" the cabbage with a strong smell is still dripping soup down the edge.

"Taste." Lin Xiang brought the kimchi to Ah Fu's mouth.

Ah Fu suddenly felt a surge of thick sour gas from the tip of his nose, and his whole mouth began to become sour.

"Crack-knock-"

Cheeks bulged quickly, Ah Fu frowned.

The lips and teeth are full of sour taste and crisp silky texture. The slight salty taste and sour smell tickle the taste buds and dance with the tip of the tongue in the mouth.

The frown became tighter and tighter, Ah Fu's expression shrank into a ball, and there seemed to be some tangled expression between his brows.

"Very sour—" After a long while, Ah Fu swallowed his saliva, and said to Lin Xiang with his brows slightly frowned, his pupils raised, with a puzzled look on his face.

Lin Xiang smiled lightly, and said, "Just eating kimchi, it's naturally sour." With a smile on his face, Lin Xiang obviously had a foreknowledge of this situation.

"Is this the food you put into the pasta a few times ago?" Ah Fu raised his eyebrows, looking a little puzzled.

Hearing this, Lin Xiang nodded.

Ah Fu suddenly fell into confusion again, because he felt that the things Lin Xiang brought were nothing special!

It's just that a surprising thing happened. Ah Fu was eating in doubt, and suddenly his expression changed, and his expression became very strange.

Feng Ming was as puzzled as Ah Fu.

He couldn't understand why the food that could not be sold before suddenly sold very well as if it had acquired some special magical method, and it was not inferior to the popular dishes in restaurants.

But Lin Xiang didn't have any other intentions to explain to Feng Ming.

Although Lin Xiang was working for others, she didn't want to put her face on other people's cold buttocks. Feng Ming ordered her to withdraw the meals. This was the key to her displeasure. Although she was a helper, Lin Xiang I also know that the other party will not easily drive me away now.

Feng Ming couldn't bear it anymore, he thought that Lin Xiang would explain the secret of the pasta to him, but who knew that the other party didn't mean it at all!
Having to show embarrassment, Feng Ming recruited Lin Xiang when he had some free time in the restaurant——

Lin Xiang naturally knew that it was not easy for the other party to lose face as a shopkeeper. She could have a short temper, but she couldn't get over it. You must know that the other party was already her boss at this moment.

"Of course it's because of adding something more." Lin Xiang said with a faint smile.

Seeing Feng Ming's strange expression, Lin Xiang pursed his lips, turned around, walked towards the kitchen under Feng Ming's surprised face, and then hurried out.

Stretching out his fingers, he placed a bowl of food in front of Feng Ming's eyes.

"That's it."

"This is?" Feng Ming lowered his head to take a closer look, and moved closer to the bowl of things with a faint color of chaos.

Sniffing lightly, a strong sour gas poured into the tip of his nose, which immediately changed Feng Ming's face——

Immediately, Feng Ming turned his body sideways, a little far away from the bowl.

Seeing this, Lin Xiang looked at it for a while, and said, "Uncle, do you think this food tastes strange?"

Needless to say, there was no need to say much about Feng Ming's expression. There was no smile or sudden realization on his face. It was just like Lin Xiang said so and so, that he disliked the bowl in front of him.

Feeling a little disappointed, Lin Xiang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Lin Xiang didn't explain too much, but turned around and went to the kitchen under Feng Ming's disgusted and puzzled expression.

Feeling more and more puzzled and doubtful about Lin Xiang, Feng Ming couldn't figure out what Lin Xiang had done.

It took only half an hour, and Lin Xiang hurried out with a bowl of steaming noodles in his palm.

Feng Ming looked suspiciously at the pasta in milky white soup, dotted with bluish-yellow shredded vegetables——

Picking up the chopsticks, approaching the pasta, slowly falling down, picking up a chopstick——

……

Ah Fu still had an endless aftertaste in his mouth at the moment, he burped, and exhaled a big breath of steam comfortably, and immediately felt that he was satisfied at the moment.

His eyebrows and eyes are curved, and the corners of his mouth are hooked.

After a while, he just regained his composure, and suddenly, there was a look of annoyance on his face.

But for a moment, he stretched his brows again.

Slowly lowering his head, he looked at the empty bowl in front of him, and after a moment, he suddenly smiled.

After all, Lin Xiang probably knew the guest officer well.

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt that there was an endless aftertaste of salty fragrance and a lingering crisp and sour aftertaste in my mouth.

Just thinking about it like this, my mouth is full of saliva, I just ate a big bowl full of soup, now because of the surge of appetite, I feel very hungry again.

……

Yes.

Lin Xiang smiled and watched Feng Ming's behavior of hanging his head in silence, but kept eating the bowl of noodles, and he felt even more relieved in his heart.

Not only spicy things, but also sour things, such as vinegar, can arouse people's appetite.

Although some people don't like vinegar, but when eating noodles, if it is not a strong noodle soup, it will inevitably make people feel bland and tasteless.

When Lin Xiang Zaifang started planning to make soup, he initially decided to sell noodles with kimchi.

This kind of pickled sour and salty kimchi is different from the small package of pickled mustard sold in the supermarket in the previous life. It has an extra sour taste, which will increase people's appetite even more.

"Whoosh hoot—"

The sound of smoking continued to spread to the ear, and the smile on Lin Xiang's face became bigger and bigger.

The taste of sour, salty and salty rushes into the taste buds like thousands of horses galloping. The most outstanding thing is not the pasta, but the kind of light sweetness that is swallowed together with the sour and crunchy kimchi. Kind of unforgettable.

(End of this chapter)