The one who ran the hall came up and sent Fang Wen a pot of Xie Yuan tea and a bowl of shrimp noodles.

This Wang's shrimp noodle business is very big, not only can you eat the signature shrimp noodles, but also have many other names to order.

Basically, there are foods, sweets, snacks, etc. on the market. However, it is different from other restaurants, which are engaged in the business of wine and rice and staying in the hotel, while the Wang family's shop, in addition to not being specific in name, focuses on only making morning food.

Fang Wen drank the tea, and his heart was comfortable, this relaxation, he immediately realized that his stomach was already hungry and croaking, eating was a big deal, but it was delayed by the bad things in the morning, Fang Wen hurriedly picked up the chopsticks, leaned back in the chair, took a sip of soup first, and then picked up a chopstick and poured shrimp noodles into his mouth......

After swallowing two mouthfuls and taking another sip of soup, Fang Wen's brows quietly furrowed - his face was not hot, although it was still warm, he almost felt it......

Just because of such a bad feeling, Fang Wen felt that this bowl of noodles didn't seem to be as fresh as before, and the noodles were still a little soft......

"Wang Shi, come here!" Fang Wen shouted.

"Hey, Young Master Fang, it's coming, it's coming!" Wang Shi is a shopkeeper in this store, an old gentleman in his fifties, who is in charge of the affairs on the second floor. He answered, and soon walked over with a smile:

"Young Master Fang, do you have something to order?"

"Shopkeeper Wang, today's noodles are not hot enough, and they don't taste good......"

"Really?" Wang Shi stretched out two fingers, put them outside the edge of the bowl and touched the bowl in front of Fang Wen, and replied with a smile: "Young Master Fang, is your taste a little more sensitive today, this is no different from usual?!!! ”

"Really?" Fang Wen looked at Wang Shi's face that was always giggling and angry when he saw people talking and talking nonsense, and he couldn't say anything, so he said:

"Maybe I've left it for a long time and made the soup cake soft, so I'll order another bowl and pay you for two bowls, no problem, right?"

"Okay, no problem. Young Master Xie Fang......"

Wang Shi retreated, and soon called someone to bring a second bowl of shrimp noodles, and personally brought it to Fang Wen's table. Fang Wen didn't care about Wang Shi, as soon as the noodles came up, he started to eat by himself.

However, as soon as the noodles are in your mouth and you take another sip of soup, it is still the same as the previous bowl, with the same warm taste......

"Wang Shi, why is it still not hot at all?

"It's already very hot, I just ran to the back kitchen and ordered it, and then I personally served it to you......"

"I always feel like it's a little bit hot......"

"Ouch, Young Master Fang, you can be serious, you also know, Wang's pouring shrimp noodles, just these five words, is worth a lot of face, all the chefs in the kitchen are personally supervised by our master personally hired and single-handedly adjusted, if the level can not reach the point of perfection, you can't enter Wang's door at all, everyone knows that Wang's pouring shrimp noodles, basically can ensure that every bowl of shrimp noodles is the same, Tong Suo is not ...... bullying"

"I know this, but it just feels like something is missing......"

"It seems that you like to eat hot mouth, I have to explain this, if the soup is too hot, the dough will easily soften......"

"Alright, alright, it's okay......"

Fang Wen beckoned Wang Shi to retreat, said nothing, and lowered his head to deal with the bowl of noodles in front of the table. Although he was hungry, he felt that this bowl of topped shrimp noodles, which can usually be eaten casually and easily, could not be stuffed any longer today......

The beauty of pouring shrimp noodles lies in the soup, the taste lies in the deliciousness, and eating noodles and drinking soup is the essence of shrimp noodles. And Wang's poured shrimp noodles have always been a good enjoyment for people with heads and faces in Qinghe County.

However, now, I don't know why, Fang Wen began to feel that this bowl of noodles has lived up to its reputation.

Less than the above, more than the bottom.

The one who ran the hall came up and sent Fang Wen a pot of Xie Yuan tea and a bowl of shrimp noodles.

This Wang's shrimp noodle business is very big, not only can you eat the signature shrimp noodles, but also have many other names to order.

Basically, there are foods, sweets, snacks, etc. on the market. However, it is different from other restaurants, which are engaged in the business of wine and rice and staying in the hotel, while the Wang family's shop, in addition to not being specific in name, focuses on only making morning food.

Fang Wen drank the tea, and his heart was comfortable, this relaxation, he immediately realized that his stomach was already hungry and croaking, eating was a big deal, but it was delayed by the bad things in the morning, Fang Wen hurriedly picked up the chopsticks, leaned back in the chair, took a sip of soup first, and then picked up a chopstick and poured shrimp noodles into his mouth......

After swallowing two mouthfuls and taking another sip of soup, Fang Wen's brows quietly furrowed - his face was not hot, although it was still warm, he almost felt it......

Just because of such a bad feeling, Fang Wen felt that this bowl of noodles didn't seem to be as fresh as before, and the noodles were still a little soft......

"Wang Shi, come here!" Fang Wen shouted.

"Hey, Young Master Fang, it's coming, it's coming!" Wang Shi is a shopkeeper in this store, an old gentleman in his fifties, who is in charge of the affairs on the second floor. He answered, and soon walked over with a smile:

"Young Master Fang, do you have something to order?"

"Shopkeeper Wang, today's noodles are not hot enough, and they don't taste good......"

"Really?" Wang Shi stretched out two fingers, put them outside the edge of the bowl and touched the bowl in front of Fang Wen, and replied with a smile: "Young Master Fang, is your taste a little more sensitive today, this is no different from usual?!!! ”

"Really?" Fang Wen looked at Wang Shi's face that was always giggling and angry when he saw people talking and talking nonsense, and he couldn't say anything, so he said:

"Maybe I've left it for a long time and made the soup cake soft, so I'll order another bowl and pay you for two bowls, no problem, right?"

"Okay, no problem. Young Master Xie Fang......"

Wang Shi retreated, and soon called someone to bring a second bowl of shrimp noodles, and personally brought it to Fang Wen's table. Fang Wen didn't care about Wang Shi, as soon as the noodles came up, he started to eat by himself.

However, as soon as the noodles are in your mouth and you take another sip of soup, it is still the same as the previous bowl, with the same warm taste......

"Wang Shi, why is it still not hot at all?

"It's already very hot, I just ran to the back kitchen and ordered it, and then I personally served it to you......"

"I always feel like it's a little bit hot......"

"Ouch, Young Master Fang, you can be serious, you also know, Wang's pouring shrimp noodles, just these five words, is worth a lot of face, all the chefs in the kitchen are personally supervised by our master personally hired and single-handedly adjusted, if the level can not reach the point of perfection, you can't enter Wang's door at all, everyone knows that Wang's pouring shrimp noodles, basically can ensure that every bowl of shrimp noodles is the same, Tong Suo is not ...... bullying"

"I know this, but it just feels like something is missing......"