"This person can also absorb the negative factors?" Liu Le said this, and at the same time thought that this guy had obviously said something that was not salty or light before.

"So I can choose a second food for the store."

He turned back to the kitchen when he went down.

In the hall, the female reporter was laughing, "It's not that you said that this store is about to close down, but that the boss must have no money to urge me to buy news in a hurry." I ate a bowl of noodles and thought that this restaurant might not be able to collapse for a while. ”

The white-collar man shrunk his neck and said a little unconvinced, "How can there be customers at this price." Ke Min, you actually dragged me to the slaughter early in the morning, and you have to ......"

While the two were saying these words, the glass door creaked open again, and an old man with a straight back came in. His tunics is very neat, and it looks like it has a sense of majesty but not so oppressive.

This may be the first customer from Liu Le's store who takes the initiative to come to the door in the real sense.

At this time, Liu Le was in the kitchen and did not see him. Otherwise, you will immediately recognize the old man you met last time when you were eating noodles at the "SH Yangchun Noodle" restaurant.

The old man once said that there were too many condiments for "Yangchun noodles" in that noodle restaurant, and the craftsmanship was not perfect. In the end, the boss was unhappy, and he left without eating noodles.

That's when he came in. The white-collar man immediately had a bizarre surprised expression, "There is really business coming to the door!" ”

The short-haired beauty held her chin in one hand, "That's why I said it." ”

At this time, Liu Le also heard a prompt in the kitchen, "Negative factors have been detected, concentration C, absorb." ”

Liu Le was a little strange, "Where did this come from?" Of course, he is used to this kind of thing, and sometimes, it seems that in some inexplicable place, someone is trying to trap him or be cheated.

The old man in the hall didn't say much when he entered the store, and went straight to a place against the wall and sat down. The old man was very quiet, as if his time had stopped.

The voices of the two media people were much quieter.

The female reporter had already said too much to the white-collar man at this time, and she seemed to feel that it was useless to say more, so she made a stop gesture, "Stop." Let's make a bet here. If the noodles don't taste like that, the price. We call 315 to complain. If you can get it, you can invite me next time. ”

The white-collar man named Wang Zhen obviously didn't want to eat this set, "I'...... You're too bad...... You can't have anything to do with this boss, do you? ”

The female reporter sneered, "It's worthy of gossip." It's going to be on me in a moment, hey. The president is asking us both to keep an eye on this. I've run my legs several times. Are you embarrassed not to have a treat? ”

White-collar man, "No, it's too expensive, and it's too illogical for such a store." ”

Liu Le's two bowls of noodles were ready at this time. After his skill is 100 percent, even the final bowl will be very standard. The green onion and white noodles in the white porcelain bowl go well together, and there is a simple and elegant beauty.

Bring out the noodles.

The old man sitting in the hall closed his eyes and said, "Good, good smell." Good noodles. ”

The white-collar man was heartbroken for the four hundred yuan he spent, and said a little angrily, "You can know that the noodles are good across two tables?" ”

The old man just smiled and didn't say anything. Instead, he asked, "How much is a bowl of Yangchun noodles here." ”

Liu Le also saw that there was an extra customer in the store at this time. And it's the kind that looks a little familiar. He held the black tray and said, "199 yuan a bowl." ”

The old man nodded and said, "It's not expensive." Just the kung fu of this fragrance is already cheap. ”

The white-collar man felt like he was going to vomit blood when he heard it.

But the old man ignored these and said, "Bring me a bowl." ”

"Okay." Liu Le put the two bowls of noodles on the table one by one.

The white-collar man looked at the big bowl of noodles in front of him and hesitated.

The short-haired beauty couldn't help but say, picked up her chopsticks and started eating noodles.

The old man on the other side suddenly said in a loud voice, "Young man, if you are not in a hurry. Give me this bowl of noodles first. I pay double the price. ”

The white-collar man raised his eyes and glanced at the old man, after all, he was just eating noodles. He wondered if it wasn't good to charge people double.

The short-haired beauty had already spoken, "Of course." That's right, Wang Zhen, you are not in a hurry, the old people want to eat first. Let it be given to others. ”

The white-collar man pouted, and had to say, "Okay." I'm not in a hurry anyway. ”

The bowl of Yangchun noodles was replaced on the old man's table.

The old man sat upright, looked at the noodles in the bowl and sighed, "Good noodles." It is accompanied only by chopped green onions, and it is really a good noodle. ”

The short-haired beauty asked, "Is this side good?" ”

The old man, "only with green onion lard as a supplement, but it can be so fragrant and refreshing." Good kung fu. ”

Liu Le had already returned to the kitchen at this time to remake "Yangchun noodles".

The short-haired beauty in the hall asked the old man who was savoring the noodles curiously while eating noodles, "Grandpa, have you ever eaten such delicious Yangchun noodles before?" ”

She honestly said that it was the first time she had come across such delicious noodles until now.

The old man smiled slightly, "That's before liberation." The old craftsman has good kung fu and can practice thousands of hammers, and decades of hard work can make such good noodles with so few condiments. He shook his head at this, "And this boss's noodles are probably better than those of the old craftsmen I've eaten." ”

"Better than the old craftsman's?"

"Yes." The old man slowly sorted out the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks, took a bite and said, "After leaving it for so long, the noodles still show no signs of sticking." This kung fu has come into its own. And this green onion and noodles are already one, regardless of each other, every bite is the same fragrance. But it can warm the stomach so much. This kind of noodles is not comparable to what I ate back then. ”

The two of them talked. The aroma of lard sandwiched between the shallot fragrance of "Super Yangchun Noodles" made the white-collar man a little itchy and a little unconvinced, he interjected, "You don't always come here to entrust you." Is a bowl of noodles really that good? ”

The old man just smiled and shook his head, not saying much.

The short-haired beauty said loudly, "You won't know if you eat it." ”

"Hmph......" The white-collar man leaned back in his chair. And no more.

Liu Le's speed of making "Super Yangchun Noodles" at this time has been much faster.

When the short-haired beauty was halfway through her meal, he had already brought out a bowl of newly made Yangchun noodles.

That side was placed in front of the white-collar man. The female reporter has already eaten more than half of the noodles. In fact, she had just suggested that her colleague give up the noodles to the old man with her own ideas.

So when the bowl of noodles was put in front of the white-collar man, she said, "If you don't eat it, keep it for me." ”

The white-collar man looked at the big bowl of noodles in front of the short-haired beauty a little cracked, "You can really eat it." ”

"It cost money anyway."

The white-collar man shook his shaved head, "I'll try it anyway." He took the first noodle from the bowl with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, tasted it and said, "Well, it's okay......

Of course, he said this, and then with the second chopsticks, he picked up a little more noodles and put them in his mouth, "Well, it's not bad." ”

Then the third chopsticks are even more, "It's really delicious!" He ate noodles faster and faster.

The white-collar man really eats noodles, and he is actually faster than the short-haired beauty.

When the short-haired beauty was halfway through eating, he served it. When the beauty finished eating the noodles, his bowl was empty.

"Ah, good, good noodles." The white-collar man has an indescribable sense of exclamation. The kind that comes from the heart, as if it emanates from the stomach.