The next day, the Ma family ramen taught martial arts. The 100 trainees are lined up in a 10 by 10 square, all 2 meters apart, and they look very neat. These students are all young men in their 20s, they are all standing shirtless on the martial arts training field, their expressions are solemn, their muscles are strong, they have taekwondo black belts around their waists, black bloomers on their lower bodies, and soft cotton black shoes.

Ma Quanhui held his head high, twisted his buttocks, and walked around the field, he kept burping: "quack, quack, quack". Then, Ma Quan walked up to the rostrum, and suddenly he turned around and stared at the 100 students in the audience with angry eyes, he raised his slender jade hand and shouted in a hoarse voice: "We make noodles!"

The students in the audience all raised their right hands, stomped their heels and shouted, "Noodle maker!!!"

Ma Quan then shouted: "We have soup in our blood!"

The students in the audience stomped their feet and shouted: "Soup!!soup!!soup!!"

Ma Quanhui: "We are noodle folk!"

Off-site students: "Noodle Folk!!Noodle Folk!!"

Ma Quanhui: "Broth runs through!"

Trainees: "Run through!!Run through!!"

Ma Quanhui: "That boy in black, Wu Dalang's apprentice, despises us, what are we going to do?"

Trainees in the audience: "Kill him with noodles!!Kill him!!"

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"I have nothing to do when I am full, I knead the dough in the ring, I accidentally lose my prestige, and dare to change the sun and the moon for mountains and rivers!"

Ximen Cedar chanted a poem in the office of the chairman of Wuhan University, Pan Jinlian praised again and again, Wu Song raised his big finger, Ximen Qing drooled with laughter, and only Wuda frowned. Although Ximen Cedar was not admitted to junior high school, in this office, she still has the highest literary accomplishment.

Wu Da secretly thought: "Little Cedar is in trouble, this kid doesn't know how thick the sky is." So, Wu Da scolded Ximen Cedar: "I don't know what the sky is high and the earth is thick! Punish you to eat noodles made by Wu Song for three days, and get out of here." ”

Ladies and gentlemen, you may not know. Rolling Yangtze River east passing water, waves sweeping away the heroes, at this time the world's noodle boundary, there has been a "north noodles, south baked cakes, coastal areas to eat moon cakes" three-legged situation, the little cedar this fight, is out of bounds, from now on the world is afraid of no peace, a noodle rain soup wind will sweep the land of China again.

Before the three-legged tripod, there were four major schools in the land of China: "Southern Sweet", "Northern Salty", "Western Spicy", "Eastern Sour", and "Bitter", "Fishy", "Oily" and "Stinky". The four major sects and the four small sects have been fighting for years, causing the price of flour to soar and the people's resentment to boil. Later, the noodles Ma family unified the north, the baked cake samurai unified the south, and the coastal Yuejia army copied the samurai baked cakes, added some messy things to the sweet baked cakes, and named the cake with their own surname, called it "moon cake". As soon as this food came out, it became popular in the coastal provinces, and the Yue family also achieved a three-legged situation with the Ma family and the samurai family.

The current head of the moon cake department is an old man, known as "Yue Lao". Yue Lao listened to the report of his subordinates, a pair of sword eyebrows were locked, his heart sank, and he couldn't help but gasp (usually at this time, he would take a breath of cool air, but his subordinates were worried that Yue Lao was old, so they were ready to breathe that was not cold or hot), Yue Lao took a breath that was not cold or hot, and ordered: "Come on, prepare a moon cake box (that is, the consciousness of preparing a car), and the old man will personally go to the north and south to see." ”

The saber rattling of the face world is tense, and the rice world is a cold bystander. Over the years, the rice industry has been suppressed by the noodle industry. Ladies and gentlemen, you must have seen a noodle restaurant, who has ever seen a rice restaurant? You can go to eat a bowl of noodles, who has ever eaten a bowl of rice? This is ironclad evidence that the noodle world has suppressed the rice industry!

Back in the day, rice and pasta were staple dishes, but now rice has been reduced to the point where after the guests have drunk and eaten, they have to take a small bowl of pressed wine, or simply don't eat it.

This is the so-called, many things in ancient and modern times, are all laughed about.