The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 326 The taste of noodles (1)
"In this case, let's not come here in vain, just ask for a bowl of noodles from Mrs. Min." Zhou Shu also said with a smile on his face.

"I heard from the students in the academy that the noodles here taste very special, and that's exactly what I mean!" Han Luqing, who had much fewer intestines than Zhou Shu's, readily agreed to his suggestion.

"It's hard to say whether it's delicious or not, you have to taste it yourself." Su Xiazhi raised her hand to beckon the waiter, "A bowl of chicken shredded noodles in tripod soup, a bowl of ham noodles in mushroom soup, and two dishes of side dishes."

"Master, don't you want to eat?" The waiter added another sentence after hearing Su Xiazhi's order.

"Just add another pot of tea." Su Xiazhi had breakfast at home and was not hungry at all, but felt that the barley tea was well brewed today, and wanted to drink a few more cups.

"Show me!" Snatching the teapot from the waiter, Han Luqing opened the lid and saw that there was nothing in it except a little leftover tea.

"Isn't this soaked?" He looked up and asked.

"No, it's cooked after frying the barley." Su Xiazhi said truthfully.

The man took the teapot and bowed back.Zhou Shu's eyes glanced at the noodle shop again: "Mrs. Min, why hasn't this shop opened for a long time without a name?"

"Yes, the name has been chosen long ago, but there is no plaque."

"Oh?" Zhou Shu raised his eyebrows, he has never seen a shop without a signboard.

"The shop is called 'Mianzhong Baiwei', the plaque, I have to wait for my scholar to come back and write it!" Speaking of Min Lansheng, Su Xiazhi couldn't help but relax a lot, and his dimples came out from laughter.

Such a smile is rarely shown in front of outsiders, making Su Xiazhi look extraordinarily calm, Zhou Shu's eyes are fixed, he can't move his eyes away from her smiling face.

"Huh?" Realizing that he looked at him very differently than usual, Su Xiazhi immediately restrained his smile, and looked at him indifferently: "Mr. Zhou, what is the name of my shop?"

"Ah?" Zhou Shu smiled awkwardly, turned his head to ask Han Luqing to help smooth things over, but found that the other party's head was only staring outside, and he was only focused on waiting for the top!
"I'm really not proficient in food and drink, I'm just a layman, so Mrs. Min asked me... I really can't tell whether it's good or bad. I just think it's just a bowl of noodles. How can there be so much taste?"

If you can't point to others, you have to tell the truth, Zhou Shu bit the bullet and told the truth.

"Hehe!" Su Xiazhi nodded: "Young Master Zhou is right, that's why I don't join the restaurant."

Zhou Shu raised his eyebrows and sat upright on his bent body, looking at her puzzled.

"Because you don't understand, so you can't cooperate." Su Xiazhi looked at him and said, "With all due respect, if your restaurant continues to operate like this, no matter who invests money in it, it will just tide over the difficulties temporarily. Said..." She stretched out two fingers and waved in front of Zhou Shu's eyes: "Two years, your business will not be able to continue!"

"It won't take two years." Han Luqing, who had been looking at the direction of the back kitchen, turned around and answered the words: "We can't hold on to it next month! We settled the money from all parties yesterday, and even opened monthly money to the guys at the end of the month." The money is gone!"

Zhou Shu was anxious, knowing that these words must never be said, but he couldn't stop it.Only a wry smile: "Exactly so..."

"Noodles are here, you two eat first." Seeing the waiter walking towards them with a tray, Su Xiazhi leaned back, not wanting to continue the topic just now.

"Mrs. Min, I've come to this point. I just want to ask you for the truth: Can you give us a hand?" Zhou Shu watched the waiter put all the dishes on the table but lost his appetite.

He looked at Su Xiazhi eagerly and said.

"Let's eat it. The noodles won't taste good when they're cold." Su Xiazhi said with a smile, "And you understand what I want to say."

"Is there no other way than letting me out of the restaurant?" Zhou Shu begged with red eyes.

"Then please ask someone else, I can't do anything." Su Xiazhi replied calmly.

There are two bowls of noodle soup in two quaint wooden bowls. The soup looks almost the same, but a few green onions are sprinkled on top of one bowl, and a little coriander is sprinkled on the other bowl.

The noodles, which were slightly thinner than chopsticks, fell on the bottom of the soup, and there seemed to be only one strand, with no breaks visible.

"This noodle...is not hand-rolled." Han Luqing, who picked up the noodle with chopsticks and looked at it, said affirmatively.

"It's not hand-rolled noodles, it's stretched noodles." Su Xiazhi smiled approvingly at him.

"Let's just say, hand-rolled noodles are all cut with a knife, but the noodles in this bowl have no knife edge and are all round. It's just the first time I've heard such a talk about stretched noodles. It's very strange." The eyes kept staring Han Luqing, who was eating the food on the chopsticks, finally put the noodles into his mouth as he wished, and didn't ask any more questions until he finished eating the bowl of noodle soup.

The same flour, the same ingredients, but can not make a completely different taste, this is the charm of food.

And delicious food can soothe the soul.

These strange thoughts above are things that often pop up in Su Xiazhi's mind.

In the previous life, when she was still a modern person, she had such a wish: to save enough money in the future, to open a small noodle restaurant, with rich base soup and freshly made noodles, and only a small amount of noodles in the bowl. Seasoning, most of the taste comes from the soup, so that when you eat all the noodles, the soup will also be drunk. It is a perfect match with a few delicious seasonal side dishes!
Now her wish has finally come true, but the place of realization has been changed to ancient times.

Before entering the door, Zhou Shu felt uneasy from the first mouthful of noodles in the bowl, to the last sip of soup in the bowl without knowing it. He quietly put down the wooden bowl and said softly: "Noodles The taste in the middle... is really hard to explain."

There are hundreds of flavors in the noodles, and there are hundreds of flavors in life.It's a big question to eat, but it's a pity that Zhou Shu has been working in the restaurant for so long, but he has been focusing on Jingjing. Today, I know this after eating a bowl of noodle soup at Su Xiazhi's place...

"It's not enough." Han Luqing also put down his chopsticks, with a satisfied expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)