Seeing Yu Sheng's face of surprise, Aunt Qing couldn't wait to give him a little bit of her IQ.

But just think about it, if Zhenping gives it to him evenly, the little aunt will feel that her IQ is not enough.

"Women are those who please themselves. Aunt Qing sat across the table and reminded her to take a glass and pour herself a glass of wine for the rest of her life.

"No, not exactly. The storyteller lowered her head and said in a voice like a mosquito, "The wound on my face was left when I saved my brother." ”

When I was still a brother and sister, when I was learning storytelling with my master, the ugly girl was ruined by the gray pool because she saved the storyteller who almost fell into the ash pool.

"He never knew it, and I didn't want him to see me as I am. The storyteller lifted her veil and looked away, "I, I'm afraid he will be distressed." ”

It is true that a woman is a person who pleases herself, but the ugly storyteller is more afraid of the guilt of the storyteller when he sees the scars on her face.

Yu Sheng was holding a pot in his hand, and he didn't expect the ugly girl to have such a reason, "Okay, I promise you, or I'll ...... it now"

"No, no. The ugly girl looked at the pot in Yu Sheng's hand and waved her hand gratefully, "You eat first." ”

With that, the ugly girl put down her veil and went out respectfully.

Seeing the ugly girl leave, Yu Sheng put the pot on the stove, poured some oil, and then took out an onion in the dark and cut it into pieces.

"What are you going to do?" The rest of my life made noodles a good number of times, but it was the first time that my little aunt had seen the first oil burner.

"You don't want to say something. "I won't look back for the rest of my life," then I'll make a scallion oil noodles." ”

Aunt Qing had never heard of it, but this was a new noodle, and she drank the wine and looked forward to it.

For the rest of your life, throw star anise, cinnamon, peppercorns and other seasonings into the oil pan, and then put the chopped onion shreds in the pot and slowly boil over low heat to make the scallion oil more fragrant.

After cleaning these up, Yu Sheng turned around and took out the shallots he picked from under the table, cleaned them one by one, and kept the shallots whiskers and green onions white, so that the green onions were more fragrant.

Aunt Qing looked up when she was drinking, and when she saw Yu Sheng looking at her and laughing, she couldn't help but wonder, "What are you laughing at?"

Yu Sheng bowed his head and said seriously: "I used to like to eat scallion oil noodles very much. ”

This before, the rest of her life refers to the previous life, so Aunt Qing was slightly puzzled.

At that time, Yu Sheng liked the scallion oil noodles in the mom-and-pop shop downstairs, the proprietress of the shop was graceful, and the boss was mune, and they had a good relationship.

The boss's best thing is scallion oil noodles, and the rest of his life, who was still a single dog, envied their love and stained it with the taste of scallion oil noodles.

Later, I had a dream for the rest of my life, "I dreamed of opening a store, a small shop full of human touch." He said to Aunt Qing.

It doesn't have to be big, but it must be bright, with the sun shining in to illuminate the bowls and bowls, simple tables and chairs, a few pots of greenery, and a lazy cat or two.

"The guests who came in were all familiar with each other, talking to them about their daily routines, chatting with their loved ones all day long, and making scallion oil noodles for her. ”

Noodles with scallion oil, one vegetable and one rice, are extremely simple, but not lonely, because there is a lover, and there is the fragrance of scallion oil boiled to the extreme.

Such a life must be leisurely, you can chase the sunset, let the day pass in silence, even if you dream, it should be stable.

Aunt Qing listened to the rest of her life, thinking to herself what kind of dream this was, hadn't it already been realized?

After thinking about it carefully, Aunt Qing understood, isn't it just a "mess with the person she loves"? She glared at Yu Sheng, showing affection all day long, which caught her off guard.

For the rest of his life, he didn't know what Aunt Qing's eyes meant, he just sighed with satisfaction, and now this wish has come true.

Although there are not only two cats at his feet, but also an ugly stupid dog that bites his tail in a circle.

Yu Sheng kicked it, "Stupid, don't you keep turning clockwise, don't you bite your tail counterclockwise?"

Aunt Qing stroked her forehead, she is really worried now, what if her son is a fool in the future?

When I looked back for the rest of my life, I saw that the onions in the pot were wilted, and then took out all the seasoning and onions, then put the green onions in it, and then boiled slowly.

Continue to clean up the noodles for the rest of your life while boiling. When he was busy, he turned around and saw that Aunt Qing was frowning, and his interest in drinking was gone.

"What's wrong with you, what are you thinking?" asked Yu Sheng.

"I'm thinking about it......" Aunt Qing paused, "I didn't think about anything, the meal is ready?"

"No, I don't. Yu Sheng didn't ask, just asked her for verification, "Little aunt, shrimp is not fish, right?"

Without waiting for Aunt Qing to answer, Yu Sheng turned to look at her, "I remember that the King of the Eastern Wilderness sold fish to pay off his debts, why can't I eat fish?"

The woman ghost of the bookstore told Yu Sheng in the garden of Xunwei Zhai that the king of the Eastern Wilderness had robbed the treasury of the king of the southern wilderness, and was later forced to sell fish to pay off the debt.

"Your mother is lacking in heart eyes, and you are also lacking..." Aunt Qing stopped, it's over, this thing seems to be really inherited.

Yu Sheng continued to ask, and Aunt Qing, who was worried, waved her hand impatiently, "When you ask them to go, how do I know." ”

"Then I eat shrimp?" Yu Sheng asked, adding Kaiyang to the scallion oil noodles, and the umami of the taste was improved by more than one grade.

"Wait. Aunt Qing interrupted him, "When the time comes, you will communicate with the water tribes without hindrance, and you are not afraid of discomfort?"

At that time, Yu Sheng saw Butcher Zhu killing pigs, and when he came back, he was still unwell and talked to Aunt Qing.

The rest of his life hesitated, but he was also a little prince in the water in the future, and it would not be good to be chased and killed by the shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

"Isn't that a crab that can't be eaten?" The rest of my life was depressed, Shaoxing wine and crabs were a perfect match.

At this time, the scallion oil has been boiled, pour it out and put it in a bowl for preservation for the rest of your life, boil the water, cook the prepared noodles, and then rinse it with cold boiled water and drain it.

Then put the oil pan on the stove, put a few spoonfuls of the scallion oil that was just ready, a little lard, add light soy sauce, dark soy sauce and other seasonings and mix into a sauce.

Then pour it into the noodles, garnish with a little chopped green onion, and serve a large bowl in front of Aunt Qing.

"So much?" Aunt Qing looked at the bowl of noodles in front of her, although it smelled delicious, it was too much, right?

"I'll eat it too. Yu Sheng took two chopsticks, saw Aunt Qing looking at him, and explained: "You have to wash the dishes for multiple bowls, don't you?"

"That's enough, I'll wash it later. "Aunt Qing let her take a bowl for the rest of her life and be intimate all day long, where is the dignity of the city lord?

Thinking of her Yangzhou City Lord, she was also a sword back then, killing from east to west, from south to north, so that the demons bowed their heads and signed the master of the non-infringement treaty during the day.

The love of children will only make her heroic shortness and wear out her sharpness.

Take a bowl for the rest of his life, and Aunt Qing will pick more than half a bowl for him, and then look forward to tasting it.

"Hmm. Aunt Qing, who likes pasta the most, sighed in surprise.

The aroma of green onions, oil and seasoning are intertwined in layers, giving the noodles an indescribable and fragrant taste.

The combination of this vegetable, a meal, and an oil actually made her, a person who has been a stranger to pasta since she was a child, suddenly have a huge freshness on the other side!

Aunt Qing raised her head and looked at the rest of her life in surprise, it was really unexpected for her to make such fragrant noodles with such simple ingredients.

Seeing Yu Sheng's proud eyebrows, waiting to be praised, Aunt Qing ignored him anymore and buried herself in enjoying this bowl of noodles.

The whole house is now filled with the smell of scallion oil, the dog has stopped biting its tail, and the two cats are "meowing" and barking at Yu Sheng.

The little white fox was awakened and ran in, and then dragged out his clean utensils from somewhere.

The disturbed Yu Sheng sighed: "My dream is wrong, those two cats should be eliminated." ”

The fragrance of green onions floated to the lobby, Li Zheng turned over, and swallowed saliva in a daze, "Little fish, it's too lacking in morality, isn't this poisoning in the middle of the night." ”