Chapter 212: Eating is feelings
Ten yuan, is it a bowl of instant noodles?
Zhou Yu was a little confused.
A pack of instant noodles is only sold for two yuan and five in the supermarket, although you can add eggs, ham sausages here, although you can also freely add coriander, shredded carrots, mustard, soybeans and other seasonings next to it, but these things are only a few dollars?
If you calculate the cost alone, it's only three or four yuan.
As for the artificial.
What other techniques do you need to cook instant noodles?
Besides, the student who came out of school, who has not studied this Tao for many years and knows all kinds of ways to eat, is not necessarily worse than yours?
With curiosity, Zhou Yu found a place to sit down here.
Ten yuan a bowl is very expensive.
It's such an expensive thing, it's still instant noodles, and it stands to reason that no customers will come here to eat.
But in this stall, there are three diners here and there, and one of them is waiting with anticipation on his face, and the old man is cooking the night that this guest is the guest. The other two were eating happily, and the food was very fast, as if they were eating something good.
Is it really that delicious?
Zhou Yu was skeptical.
Under the guidance of the old man, Zhou Yu went to select the ingredients and instant noodles, the ingredients are carrots, mustard and soybeans, Zhou Yu put a little bit of it, and the instant noodles have classic braised beef noodles, there are also spicy flavors, and Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles that have become popular in recent years.
He opted for the classic braised beef noodles.
And adding eggs and ham sausages, each one is five yuan, and both are three dollars more.
Zhou Yu has been added.
After choosing, the old man also cooked the bowl of instant noodles in his hand and brought it to the person waiting.
In Star City, the bowls used in the current powder shops are either the kind of sterilized iron night, or the kind of bowl bowls, and the old man's stall is still the kind of honest sea bowl. But not to mention, the aroma wafting from the cooked bowl of noodles is still quite fragrant.
While the old man was cooking noodles, Zhou Yu was watching him quietly.
The old man's clothes are very simple, and his short hair is a little gray.
"Uncle, how long have you been open in this shop?" Zhou Yu asked curiously.
"It's been 29 years. The old man replied when he boiled water.
29 years?
Zhou Yu was a little frightened, he originally thought it was just an ordinary street vendor, but he didn't expect it to be a 29-year-old shop, he asked a little incredulously: "Uncle, you have been setting up a stall on the street to sell instant noodles for the past 29 years?"
"Well, I moved to the store more than ten years ago, but everyone said that it didn't taste good to eat in the store. The uncle tore open the instant noodle bag and put the instant noodles into the boiling hot water.
At this time, a BMW 7 Series drove over and stopped next to it, and a successful man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car, he was holding a handbag, and regardless of the dirt on the table and chair here, he sat directly on an empty seat next to him, and waved to the old man: "Uncle Chen, come to the evening braised beef noodles, no coriander." ”
Zhou Yu's attention was all attracted by this successful person.
At the age of more than 30 years old, this suit and leather shoes are neatly dressed, purely from the appearance, this should belong to the social elite, or the boss of some companies and the like, this is going to dinner, it should be normal to appear in some big restaurants, how to run to this street stall, eating this boiled instant noodles?
The table and chairs here are not clean, and there is a light layer of grease on the table, but this successful person put his handbag on it without care, and he didn't mind the dirtiness on it at all, as if he was back at home, and he pulled and loosened his tie.
The successful person saw the slightly detained Zhou Yu, seemed to have guessed something, smiled and asked, "The first time I came here to eat?"
"Hmm. Zhou Yu nodded.
The successful man said: "I ate here when I was ten years old, Uncle Chen cooked this noodles, I just like it, I now move to Wangcheng District to live, and I can't help but want to come here for a meal." ”
"Is it really so delicious?" Zhou Yu asked suspiciously.
"It's ok. The successful man nodded, seeing Zhou Yu's doubts, he explained: "When I was young, my family was still relatively poor at that time, and Uncle Chen's noodles were not at this current price, they were sold very cheaply at the beginning, and sometimes we came with instant noodles ourselves, and Uncle Chen would cook them for us for free." Every time I am hungry, I can eat a bowl of noodles cooked by Uncle Chen, which feels like the most delicious food.
Don't look at Uncle Chen's current price, this is what we took the initiative to ask Uncle Chen to increase the price, as for the taste, you taste it carefully, and you will understand it later. ”
Zhouyu's instant noodles are cooked.
The successful man took the initiative to come forward to help bring it to Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu picked up the chopsticks and pinched a little, but before he put it in his mouth, he heard the successful man say on the side: "Clip a little more at a time, and eat it in a big gulp." ”
Big mouths?
He tried to take a large gulp and put it in his mouth.
The taste is still the familiar taste from the beginning.
When I was in the dormitory, I had to rely on this to get by when I had no money every month.
The successful man smiled, and he didn't speak again.
After a while, his bowl of instant noodles without coriander was also cooked, and as soon as it was served, he sent it to his mouth in a big gulp, if it wasn't for Zhou Yu also eating, I really suspected that this man was not eating instant noodles, but dragon liver and phoenix eyes.
Why is that?
Looking at the table next to him, the other three diners had already finished eating, and the expression on their faces was completely enjoyable.
Soon, the sea bowl of successful men bottomed out.
The noodles were gone, and there was no soup left.
After paying the money, Mei Zizi drove away in his BMW 7 Series.
If you hadn't just seen it, it would be hard to believe that a person who drives a BMW 7 Series would be in such a stall just to eat this bowl of boiled instant noodles.
When the last bite of soup was drunk by Zhou Yu.
He seemed to understand something.
It also seems to be clear what the successful man says, and if you taste it carefully, you will understand what it is saying.
It's just that his taste is different from that of a successful man.
His taste is more in the school dormitory, and in the bitterness when he first came out to find a job.
After paying, Zhou Yu waited here for less than a while, and the truck called by Da Lang arrived.
Da Lang also came along.
He didn't enjoy Zhou Yu's good life, but he came here to be a small trader and didn't understand it, but he didn't ask anything, just silently helped Zhou Yu and the truck driver push the barbecue cart into the truck.
When leaving, Zhou Yu didn't forget to take another look at Uncle Chen's noodle cooking stall.
When he was paying just now, he asked, and Uncle Chen's stall didn't close until more than four o'clock in the evening.
When leaving, a taxi stopped here, and the driver of the taxi came down to greet Uncle Chen warmly and asked for a bowl of instant noodles......