After posting the closure notice, it was exactly four o'clock sharp.

A black sedan was parked in front of its store.

The window rolled down, Han Dali's face with sunglasses was revealed, he took off his glasses, and beckoned to Bai Xiaobai, "Brother, get in the car." ”

Bai Xiaobai quickly poured the dog food into the automatic feeding machine, so that Xiao Hei's dinner was settled again.

After everything was done, Bai Xiaobai quickly locked the door of the store and got into Han Dali's car.

"Brother, it's been a long time, since the last time, I have gone back to the imperial capital to do business, and I only returned to Jianghai City in the past two days, so I have not had time to patronize your store. Han Dali started the car, turned the steering wheel, and spoke.

It's no wonder that the last time I said that I would bring my brother to the party, there has been no news, and it has not been fulfilled until now.

Of course, Bai Xiaobai would not complain hypocritically, he cared too much about these details at all, but Han Dali happened to mention it before he remembered it.

"Brother Han, where is the party?" Bai Xiaobai changed the subject.

"The party was set up in the community where I lived, and I invited a few friends, and we all sat down to have a meal, a little wine, and just have a good time, and there was no special program. Han Dali said as he drove.

It turned out to be similar to a family party, which is fine. Bai Xiaobai is a little afraid of crowds, if there are too many people, and at the same time in a small confined space, he will be a little uncomfortable.

The car drove slowly on the road, taking advantage of the gap between waiting for the traffic light, Han Dali turned his head sideways, looked at Bai Xiaobai, and said, "Brother, please come to my birthday party today, in fact, I still want to ask you for help." ”

"Brother Han, what do you say, I'll try to help you if you can. "Bai Xiaobai has a very strong relationship with Han Dali, as long as it is not harmful to nature and morality, and what he can't do, he will try his best to help.

"Today is my birthday, and the other dishes are ordered to take out, I don't need you to cook, I just hope you can cook me a bowl of longevity noodles. Han Dali didn't ink, and said directly.

Bai Xiaobai originally thought that attending the party today was completely empty-handed, but who would have thought that Han Dali would actually ask him to cook longevity noodles.

However, cooking food is also my old profession, so it is not difficult.

"Brother Han, no problem, I didn't bring any gifts anyway, so I cooked longevity noodles for you as a birthday gift. Bai Xiaobai and Han Dali are very familiar with each other, and their speech is also half-joking, not too serious.

"Okay, although it's a bit opportunistic, but this gift, my brother accepted. Han Dali smiled heartily, stepped on the accelerator to speed up, and drove towards the destination community.

Fifteen minutes later, the car was parked in the underground garage of the Bauhinia Community.

Bai Xiaobai followed Han Dali to take the elevator and arrived on the eleventh floor.

In the room where Han Dali lives, the door is open, and there are several people inside who are tidying up the desktop and cleaning.

Seeing Han Dali coming in with an unfamiliar face, the man with the sharpest eyes with dyed hair and tattoos took the lead in quipping, "Oh, Brother Dali, your chef is finally here." ”

"He is also a buddy of mine, named Huang Huabao, you can call him bread. Brother Han introduced the tattooed man in front of him to Bai Xiaobai.

Nicknamed Bread......

A row of black lines appeared on Bai Xiaobai's forehead, and this nickname is also a bit funny.

How did Bai Xiaobai know that the reason why Huang Huabao called this nickname had a lot to do with his eating habits.

Huang Huabao must eat a piece of bread for three meals, no bread is not happy, and if he doesn't eat a meal, he will be panicked, so he has this nickname.

"Hello. Bai Xiaobai nodded slightly and said hello to the bread.

"Dali, your chef is quite Sven. A white fat man said with a smile on his face.

Han Dali wanted to open his mouth to introduce, but the fat man took the initiative to pat his chest and took the initiative to introduce himself, "My name is Wang Tenghui, everyone calls me Wang Fatzi, you can also call me that." ”

Speaking of Wang Fatzi, Bai Xiaobai remembered a certain tomb robbery novel.

To be honest, looking at the body and tone of speech, the fat man in front of him has a sense of substitution.

After Han Dali introduced all his friends, he briefly introduced Bai Xiaobai, and everyone got to know each other preliminarily.

Han Dali's friends who participated in the party, a total of three men, and the serious names were relatively awkward, so Bai Xiaobai didn't remember them very clearly, but he remembered all the nicknames and nicknames.

In addition to bread and Wang Fatzi, the remaining one is nicknamed Liu Cake.

Almost every nickname is related to food, and all of them are foodies.

Bai Xiaobai's head was covered with waterfall sweat, but he asked calmly, "Brother Han, where is your kitchen?"

To make longevity noodles, there is no systematic black technology equipment, and it will take a long time for the noodles to wake up, so you must prepare in advance.

"Brother, come with me. Han Dali led Bai Xiaobai to a spacious kitchen.

"I've prepared the ingredients in advance, they're all here, brother, if you still feel that something is missing, say it, there's a supermarket downstairs, I'll buy it right away." Han Dali said very straightforwardly.

Bai Xiaobai counted the ingredients in the kitchen and said, "There's nothing missing, Brother Han, you go out to play, leave it to me here." ”

Han Dali originally wanted to stay and make a move or something, but thinking about it, he was blind and hadn't even held a kitchen knife, so it would only get in the way here.

After thinking for a while, Han Dali intuitively withdrew from the kitchen and went outside to greet other friends.

Bai Xiaobai stayed in the kitchen alone and began to prepare.

In the Chinese people, there has always been the custom of eating longevity noodles on birthdays, which is said to be related to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and has been passed down to this day after thousands of years.

Eating longevity noodles has always been a birthday tradition, but with the entry of Western culture, modern Chinese people eat cakes and blow candles to make wishes on their birthdays, and traditional culture has gradually been abandoned.

When Bai Xiaobai was very young, he celebrated his birthday in the countryside, and no matter how busy he was with farm work and how tired his body was, his parents would squeeze out time to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for him to eat.

Because of the relationship between his parents, Bai Xiaobai has always kept this traditional custom unchanged. Even after the death of his parents, he did not forget to cook a bowl of clear soup noodles for his birthday.

With years of accumulated experience, Bai Xiaobai can be said to have a deep memory of the practice of longevity noodles, and he has his own unique opinions.

The main ingredient of longevity noodles is high-gluten flour, with a variety of seasonings, representing a kind of good wishes for the future, as for the specific method, different places.

For example, Fu Jian has a specific dragon whisker noodles, Jiang Su has hollow noodles, and there are various seasoning methods.

For Han Dali's longevity noodles, Bai Xiaobai already has a score in his heart, he doesn't make ramen, he makes hand-rolled noodles, and he also has an idea of the seasoning method.

Clean up the countertop, wash your hands, then scoop out the flour from the flour bag, and start to add eggs and water to knead the dough.

After countless baptisms of kneading dough of the Supreme Beef Noodles, the kneading work is not as difficult as before for Bai Xiaobai.

He kneaded it with ease, and soon a shiny dough was born under his kneading.

When Bai Xiaobai showed his skills in the kitchen.

Outside the kitchen, several of Han Dali's friends all stopped what they were doing.

"Brother Dali, I said, isn't the chef you invited to make longevity noodles? Why is there no movement in the kitchen at all? Bread wondered.

"That's right, people cook food, and the movement and rhythm are like piano music. It's too quiet, isn't it? Liu Cake agreed.

"Otherwise, let's go to the kitchen door and have a look," suggested the fat man.

"As long as you talk a lot, my brother is busy, don't join in if you have nothing to do. Han vigorously stopped.

"Dali, it won't be good to take a look, besides, maybe when your brother was cutting the ingredients, he accidentally cut his hand and fainted with blood, don't make a fuss. In the mouth of the fat man, such a funny sentence suddenly appeared.

Ignoring Han Dali's objection, the three of them were full of curiosity, and walked outside the kitchen at the same time, stretching their necks to take a look inside the kitchen.

Just glance at it.

Bread, Wang Fatzi, and Liu Cake all showed unbelievable expressions.