The emerald green chives are mixed with a little aroma of sesame oil, the clear soup has an obvious chicken juice flavor, and the noodles are flexible, wrapped in fragrant soup, which tastes refreshing and abnormal, but there is no oil star at all.

As far as takeaway is concerned, this bowl of Yangchun noodles in a paper bowl is full of portions and tastes good, even better than the delicious taste of Qu Jincun's childhood in his memory.

He searched all the noodle restaurants, and finally turned to the relatives of the little nurse who brought him takeaways, and found a mobile stall, Molly's soup shop.

It is said that she would stay in one place for a while, or a few months, or a year or two, and then she would change the stall and change the menu, and when the little nurse brought the takeaway, it happened to be the last time she was ready to move the stall.

Qu Jincun always felt that this soup shop was like some kind of moving treasure, quietly waiting for the pirate captain to attack and excavate......

The next day, because he had eaten and drunk enough (satisfied) and slept well the night before, Qu Jincun woke up and found that most of the dark circles under his eyes that had been hanging for months had dissipated, and the traces of the ballpoint pen on his hand were clearly visible.

At noon, he had a meal as usual, and after the meal, Qu Jincun found that he miraculously felt hungry. In the past, after each physically and mentally exhausted feast, he would not be able to refresh himself, and his bad appetite would continue until midnight.

However, perhaps he had a thought in his heart, after eating the banquet today, he felt that he was not full, and he still had a desire to add something to his stomach.

Back in his apartment, Qu Jincun hesitated for a moment and went to the kitchen.

His kitchen is bright and bright, and most of the time it is used as a furnishing and is rarely used.

But today, Qu Jincun suddenly felt that he should also learn to cook? The most unfortunate is a bowl of noodles to moisten the internal organs or something...... You've got to get it, right?

According to the taste of the original bowl of Yangchun noodles, Qu Jincun prepared chives, dried noodles, eggs, sesame oil, monosodium glutamate and salt.

At first, he was full of interest, and he was very strict in pinching the minute hand and second hand to turn off the fire and scoop up the noodles, and measured a bowl of soup with a measuring spoon, when the chives and sesame oil were added to the bowl, the smell was fragrant, and the moved Qu Jincun almost cried.

It's time to start...... He licked his lips, picked up the noodles in anticipation, put them in his mouth, and tagged.

"Eat...... It's not as good as mud! Qu Jincun threw away the bowl of food in disbelief like expired garbage: the noodles were soft and greasy, the soup was bland and tasteless, the MSG was added too much and resulted in a strange dirty and sweet taste, and the chives were delicious, but the texture of the noodles was hanging, like a firewood branch.

Qu Jincun angrily threw his chopsticks on the table and muttered to himself in a low voice: "Am I cursed by something?" ”

He was almost melted to the floor by his own blow.

After a long time, the light of the mobile phone flashed slightly, and a reminder message popped up, which rescued Qu Jincun, who was extremely depressed.

[To prepare the conditions requested by that person, she will make a supper tonight.] 】

Stroking his phone, Qu Jincun hung his head and said nothing, in fact, he said that it was good to make supper at night, if he temporarily increased the price now, let Molly bag? His lunch and dinner are not impossible, right?

It should be possible.

- She must be able to!

Qu Jincun, who was full of expectations (ardent hope), immediately grabbed his mobile phone and couldn't wait to pull it up.