Chapter 42, the Cow Bowl
The five people squeezed into a taxi with difficulty, and the sober Zhou Xiaoyu got into the car and said that he would add money to the driver. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info The yellow-faced driver grinned, and the car, whose shell had been painted indistinctly, swayed into the cold wind and came to the inn where they had opened a room before.
"It's really heavier than the other!"
"Good thing there was a lift. ā
"Xiaoyu, you have a lot of strength..."
"Exercise regularly. What about this Creek girl?"
Zhou Xiaoyu and Gu Ya struggled to get the three of them upstairs.
"I'm sleeping on the floor. Xiaoxi, who was sitting on the bed with her head bowed deeply, suddenly muttered.
"You're not drunk yet?"
"Hiccup, no..."
Zhou Xiaoyu held her and stuffed her with a mobile phone: "If not, hurry up and make a call at home." Tell them not to go back tonight. ā
"At home?" After a long time, Xiaoxi shook his head and said in a lonely voice: "Don't call them, don't ......" After speaking, he fell on the bed.
Zhou Xiaoyu and Gu Ya looked at each other.
In the early winter morning, the northwest sky is shrouded in fog, haze or dust.
Tang Wen woke up in the morning and found that he was being held by his girlfriend, and the little consumption of his life potential made him recover well at night. Now that I am refreshed, I don't have a chance to figure out if the wine I drank yesterday is really not good.
The boyfriend's reaction to getting up early made Zhou a little uncomfortable, and he inadvertently reached out to put it in his sleep, but he didn't expect it to be a fire, so he could only try his best to extinguish it......
After Zhou Xiaoyu's fire-fighting activities, the whole person was paralyzed and was held to take a shower. She saw the fog outside the window, and immediately wrapped herself in the quilt and went to make up for it.
Yesterday everyone drank a lot of wine and walked outside for a few more hours. After lying down, they slept soundly one by one.
Everyone lives on the same floor, and after waking up, they go to the room where Gu Ya and Xiaoxi slept yesterday. I saw Tang Wen and Zhou Xiao walking in neatly in their raincoats.
Xiaoxi flattened his mouth and pointed at the two of them: "Male liar, female liar!"
"Uh, what's wrong?" Tang Wen's face turned pale, and he couldn't even remember how he went upstairs yesterday. As soon as she said it, I don't know if there is anything else I can't remember.
"I've seen my wallet......!
Zhou Xiaoyu looked up at the ceiling, Tang Wen tilted his head and showed a blank look: "So what?"
"According to the price of the food and wine I ordered, the 1,100 yuan in my wallet should be just the change for the taxi! Now I haven't moved a cent, and you still say that I settled the account! Liar..." Xiaoxi stared at the bun with big eyes and puffed out his face, trying to make an angry expression. It's a pity that it's cute no matter how you look at it.
Tang Wen was embarrassed to say that she was cheap and behaved. Listening to her continue, "You can't get away from the fog today, hehe!"
"Well, it seems to be like this for the time being..."Tang Wen glanced at the dense fog outside the window.
"Okay, we'll take you to something delicious, I'll treat you!" said a few people in the back, Xiaoxi, word by word, when the fast electric kettle in the inn snapped off and off. She was startled, and then pointed to the still boiling pot of water: "If you don't promise, I'll drown you in the pot..."
Tang Wen had no choice but to look at her in fear and nodded tremblingly.
"Aren't you going to save money to open a bookstore? It's not easy to sing and make money..."Zhou Xiaoyu said.
"Who's singing to make money?" Xiaoxi looked at her in amazement.
Zhou Xiaoyu was surprised to see that the expression on her face didn't look like a fake, and said in a weak voice: "Uh, aren't you a singer?"
"Oh!" Xiaoxi said suddenly, "You think I'm a singer, that's why you don't want me to have a treat......?"
She explained for a while, and everyone understood. It turned out that Miss Creek was an honorable office worker at the local Environmental Protection Bureau. Singing by the Yellow River Bridge every weekend or night is her hobby and her way of making friends. Yesterday and Friday, she met Tang Wen. felt that Zhou Xiaoyu, who was wearing a leather coat and singing the guitar to her boyfriend, was too handsome, and it was even more rare that she could get along with herself, so she decided to have a meal and make friends.
Tang Wen was very stunned when he heard it, Zhou Xiaoyu thought about it carefully, it seemed that this was indeed the case, yesterday at the dinner table I had been talking about Lanzhou, college, singing, drinking or something. I really don't have time to mention any work. At that time, she also guessed that the other party might be a young man who dropped out of college...
"What about opening a bookstore?" Finding that he had made a mistake in judgment, Tang Wen felt a little unbalanced in his heart.
"This," Xiaoxi scratched her head, "according to my ability to save money every year, it will take about ten years, and I heard that it is difficult to maintain a physical bookstore. ā
"Why do you want to open a bookstore?" Gu Ya wondered.
Xiaoxi's face turned unnatural: "Let's talk about this later, it's not early, let's go eat noodles!"
Several other people in the room glanced at each other, and they all realized that Xiaoxi Girl definitely had a story......
"So you are local tyrants, can I take back my promise to treat you and only invite a bowl of Lanzhou?" Xiaoxi joked as he got into the car.
Because Xiaoxi said that the noodle shop and the snack street were a bit far away, and Tang Wen felt that he needed to adapt to driving on foggy days, he decided to drive there.
"Hmph, it's late!"
The car was parked on the side of the road in an alley.
Less than ten meters into the door, I saw a pile of dry firewood at the door on the right, and a small trumpet blower with green paint humming into the stove. On the stove sat a huge iron pot. The master in the white hat shook the noodles. It's an ordinary shop.
"Let's see the thickness of the noodles you want to eat?" Xiaoxi said to Tang Wen and them, and opened his mouth to order: "Mix three shreds, dry cut beef, tea eggs, and a few more dishes of sauerkraut..."
Based on the starting point of knowing the master's kung fu, the four of them asked for four kinds of noodles of different thicknesses: capillary noodles, fine noodles, leek leaves, and buckwheat ridges. Xiaoxi herself asked for the lasano she often eats.
Fortunately, the proprietress didn't think they were looking for trouble.
It was past breakfast, and the seven or eight tables in the store were only half seated.
After a while, a bowl of fine noodles came up first, Xiaoxi touched the bowl with chopsticks, and said proudly: "When I went to school in other places, there were a lot of Lanzhou ramen there! But in our Lanzhou, there has never been such a thing as Lanzhou ramen, and we call it the same -- Niu Da Bowl!"
"Oh!" said a few people, unaware.
"One clear, two white, three red, four green, five yellow. Of course, I think the most important thing is Sanhong, if the beef noodles don't even put the spicy, what kind of beef noodles are they? Those Lanla outside are all cottage ......."
When the noodles and vegetables were ready, Xiaoxi plucked a tea egg and demonstrated, "Put the dry-cut beef and the tea egg in a bowl!" and then there was a very nice name -- meat and egg double flying ......."
The soup is quiet, the meat is fragrant, and the noodles are fine!
As a person who is no less than a professional chef, Tang Wen tasted the difference of this restaurant from the first bite of noodles and the first spoonful of soup.
He eats fine noodles, not to mention the smooth and elastic noodles, not to mention the rich flavor of the soup, not to mention the combination of spicy and coriander...... Tang Wen felt that the most rare thing about this noodle was that he was not thirsty after eating! In addition to feeling slightly spicy in his mouth, he did not have the desire to drink water at all.
He didn't eat much last night, and now he is even hungrier after half a bowl of noodles. So he raised his hand and asked for a bowl of buckwheat ridges, which means that the thickness of the noodles is uniform, but there will be clearly visible edges and corners. More chewy on the palate......
There was only one table of customers left in the shop, and the master turned off the fan and sat at the table at the door to drink tea.
"Have you eaten it, is it different from the beef noodles in other places?"
Several people nodded together.
Tang Wen gave a thumbs up while eating: "Well, the conscience shop! I don't know anywhere else, but the soup here is definitely made of beef, beef bones and radish, the real material, there is no mess!
The master at the door turned his head to look over, and said with a smile between his eyebrows: "Your table is 20% off today!"