The crucifixion of the tip of the tongue is a journey of another mind.

Zhao Liu finally figured it out, it turned out that spicy is not hot, but a kind of venting.

This is Zhao Liu's experience.

He couldn't tell, but he knew the bowl was delicious.

When Zhao Liu was eating noodles, several other people were also tasting them, like Zhao Liu and Fang Wen, they were also divided into two different camps, some people felt that the taste called "spicy" was very strange, which made people unbearable for a while, and some people slowly felt the wonder of this bowl of noodles after eating a few big mouthfuls in succession.

Soon, this group of diners who dared to try the noodles finished eating. The acquaintances around them immediately asked curiously what the noodles tasted like, wanting to hear and get a definite answer so that they could become their weather vane, but ......

The answers they got made them even more confused.

Some people say it's delicious, it's very delicious, it's very enjoyable, and I've never eaten anything so delicious...... This opinion came from Zhao Liu and a white-faced scholar.

Zhao Liu added spicy seeds, while the white-faced scholar didn't add a drop of chili oil, so he didn't have the problem of "weird taste".

The other three all said that it tasted strange, like something biting their tongues in their mouths, which made people feel very panicked......

People were dumbfounded, some people kept watching, some people accepted Fang Wen's influence, turned their faces and walked out of Tianwang Hall, and some people became more curious.

A bowl of somen noodles costs six yuan, then eat a bowl and try it!

As a result, Wuzhi's noodle restaurant finally achieved the first turnover, and when the Tiejie Daoist waited for the first batch of guests to finish eating, he immediately ushered in the second batch of eager guests.

Although there are very few.

Wu Zhi smiled secretly, very good, I'm not afraid of anything, I'm afraid that you won't try it, as long as you try it at the beginning, you won't forget the taste.

Wu Zhi got busy and brought the bowls of noodles to the guests' tables in order.

Soon, one morning passed, and counted, in addition to yesterday's regular customers, one old, three young and eight big men, another nine bowls were sold.

The statements of these nine people were divided into three completely different factions, some brushed their sleeves away, some enjoyed eating, and some were forced to sweat profusely by the little red oil......

I didn't expect a bowl of noodles to have such a huge controversy and such a different reputation......

Let Wu Zhi himself find it funny.

However, Wu Zhi knew in his heart that the seeds planted last night had already had the effect it should have, and today, the impact of the first batch of nine people who tried it would not be simple......

It's a gastronomic revolution and it's going to be a carnival for chili lovers!

"Brother, we are full, my dad said, in order to thank you for letting us eat noodles for free yesterday, we are going to stay today to help you put away the stools, and we also have to clean the ......"

After the two children finished eating, the eldest children came over and paid because their amount was less, Wu Zhi collected twenty wen, and thought that the two children were going home, but he didn't expect the children to speak.

"Really? No need, just have this mind......"

"No, we're going to do what we say!" Wu Zhi's polite words were categorically rejected by the eldest child, Wu Zhi smiled, and no longer hindered, the two children immediately began to tidy up the scattered chairs in the courtyard like two little masters, and clean up the messy tabletop.

Sister-in-law Gu carried a bucket and went to the river to fetch water to wash dishes.

Wu Zhi called Li Zhong and asked him to help him buy some cough medicine in the town.

The medicine was quickly bought, Wu Zhirang gave it to Jin Lian to drink, and then told her to drink more boiling water and keep a pot of boiling water in her hand, so that it would be much more comfortable for her throat, at least to alleviate some external symptoms.

The morning passed quickly, and at noon, a few fresh customers came to eat noodles. Then I didn't feel much of it, and it was evening.

It got dark very quickly that night, because of the wind, and the weather had a vision.

Jin Lian was looking forward to it, probably this day would be dull again, after all, it was obvious that the number of people had decreased a lot after noon, and it seemed that the negative influence caused by Fang Wen and the others was beginning to ferment.

It is a noodle shop. Yesterday people came for themselves and the Iron Gate Daoist, today, maybe for this reason, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, there may be people who are full of interest in themselves, but what about the next few days? What to do on the fifth, sixth, tenth, hundredth, and hundredth days?

Over time, people's patience and curiosity will fade, and then it will depend on the taste.

Although Jin Lian likes Wuzhi's bowl of noodles very much, she can accept and be optimistic, which does not mean that she can also be accepted and optimistic by other customers.

It's only been open for two days, and there are people like Fang Wen who are making a fuss, and they haven't seen one yet, but they have made an important guest angry first, I don't know, will that Fang Dashao bring people back to find trouble......

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Jin Lian was thinking about this when she saw two children of a large family, a man and a woman, flash in outside the door. The two of them were dressed in fine brocade, the one in front looked like a girl, but he was wearing the clothes of a boy, with the dress of a man, and the one in the back was a man, his face was clearly a little reluctant, but he was pulled into the store by the woman, took a few steps forward, and found a table to sit down.

Jin Lian saw that the man was Fang Wen who had brushed his sleeves away after getting angry at noon.

Go back more than ten hours ago.

Fang Wen left the Heavenly King Hall angrily and found another place to restart.

This is the famous Wang's topped shrimp noodles on West Street. Famous far and near, only this one, no other branches, Fang Wenben lives on North Street, which is not close to this, if you want to eat, you have to run errands.

Fang Wen is well aware of this truth, many times if you want to eat well, running errands is indispensable. If you are lazy, you will naturally miss out on a lot of good things.

Fortunately, his family is solid, although he can't sit in a sedan chair like an official, he has money in his hand to hire donkeys, so he can come and go freely between the cities of Qinghe.

And he didn't need to run errands himself.

When he arrived at the exquisitely decorated small building of the Wang family, he sat down, and looked at the scenery under the street through the window above the second floor, Fang Wen's heart was still angry.

It's unpalatable, it's terrible......

What the hell is that? I only ate one or two bites, and my back and head exploded so itchy that I felt my scalp tingle......

Why?

It's clear that the ingredients have been left for a long time and deteriorated, so there is that strange taste......

Fang Wen scolded in his heart.

That unscrupulous boss still dared not admit it......

What do you think you are?

He is a well-known good tongue in this hundred miles, and he can taste whether the ingredients in any food are fresh, as well as the quality of good or bad......

Want to fool me?

Don't be that easy!

When I go back and call someone, I have to overturn his unscrupulous shop!