Jiang Yunfeng raised his head in a daze, and in front of him stood an old man with gray hair and at least over 70 years old. Standing next to her was a young lady dressed in OL professional attire. When the old man saw Jiang Yunfeng looking at him stunned, he said it again kindly, but in standard Mandarin.

Jiang Yunfeng, who came back to his senses, handed over the lunch box containing the retort cake and fried rice in his hand, and asked uncertainly, "Old man, do you really want Hu spicy soup?" ”

"That's right, my grandfather ordered a meal, please hurry up." Sister Miao Ling took the lunch box, and when she saw Jiang Yunfeng's slow response, she urged in an unhappy tone.

"Niu Niu (the nickname of the royal sister), how did grandpa educate you, be polite." The old man's tone was slightly stern, and finally he stroked his granddaughter's hair lovingly, and said, "Quickly apologize to this little brother." ”

"Got it, grandpa. And can you not call that nickname, so ashamed to say. The royal sister was coquettish, and then said reluctantly, "I'm sorry, please hurry up." My grandfather was too old to stand for a long time. ”

"Hehe, the old man hasn't aged to that extent. With a bowl of spicy soup, I can still punch the Nanshan Tiger and kick the Beihai Jiaolong! "Finished. The old man hung his crutch on the wall of his right hand and performed the 'Inner Gate Top Elbow' move in the small frame of Bajiquan.

The royal sister looked panicked, and hurriedly helped the old man up, worrying, "I know, I know." Grandpa's eight-pole majesty has not diminished back then, let's go to the bench at the back and sit down to rest, Hu spicy soup will be delivered later. ”

"Yes, the old gentleman will wait in the rest area first." Jiang Yunfeng took out two large bowls, put them on the spicy soup, suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked the old man who was already seated, "Old man, do you and your granddaughter's spicy soup want vinegar or spicy oil?" ”

The old man asked his granddaughter and replied, "A bowl with vinegar, a bowl of original flavor." ”

"Holo." Jiang Yunfeng came to the old man's table with a tray, put two bowls of Hu spicy soup in front of the two of them, and then put a plate of beef pot stickers, and said, "I've kept you waiting, the scallion pancakes with Hu spicy soup have not been prepared by the fritter shop." This potsticker is a gift from the shop, and there is no meal coupon. Then please use it slowly. ”

Seeing Jiang Yunfeng turn around and leave, the royal sister picked up the spoon and stirred the bowl of gray-brown, dark red, and viscous soup in front of her. There is meat, pasta products, and some unknown ingredients. The strong pepper smell made the royal sister unconsciously pinch her Qiong nose and asked, "Grandpa, can you really drink this?" The color is weird, the smell is strong, and the slimy feeling is disgusting. ”

The old man stirred his bowl of spicy soup with aged vinegar and scooped a spoonful into his mouth. Feel the peppery flavor sublimate in your nostrils, and the smooth soup falls down your throat. The sour fish and pepper of aged vinegar are slightly spicy, which makes the taste buds extremely pleasant. Q is refreshing and elastic, and the gluten that absorbs the soup makes the mouth lips and teeth fragrant. A bite of spicy soup with a bite of brown and crispy on the outside, tender and juicy on the inside, a bite is crispy and crispy. The top is tender, the bottom is crispy, and the beef potstickers are delicious. After swallowing, he smiled with a satisfied face, "Niu Niu, try it." This is the taste of my grandfather's hometown when he was a child. ”

When the royal sister learned that this was a dish that her grandfather often ate when he was a child, she also scooped up a spoonful excitedly, and closed her eyes to her mouth. The strong smell of pepper made the royal sister want to cough, considering that she might squirt out the soup in her mouth, so she pinched Qiong's nose with one hand and covered her cherry mouth with the other. I wanted to swallow it, but the smell of Chinese herbs and the sticky and slippery feeling contained in the soup irritated the throat of the royal sister, like the last straw that crushed the camel. In the end, the royal sister still couldn't swallow it, and after spraying to the side, she began to sneeze violently.

"Oh, are you alright, guest?" Hearing a commotion, Jiang Yunfeng looked back to see what was going on, and happened to witness the scene of the royal sister spitting the soup in her mouth to the ground. Hurriedly patted Tian Zhihui's shoulder beside him and motioned for him to take a look. He grabbed the tissue box on the side and ran to the royal sister, handed the tissue and asked with concern, "Hu spicy soup is not delicious or is it not your appetite?" ”

"Hehe, little brother don't be nervous. My granddaughter just hasn't gotten used to the taste for a while, so it's good to drink it a few more times. The old man pulled out a few tissues and handed them to his granddaughter.

The royal sister finally stopped sneezing, took the tissue, blew her nose fiercely, and said, "The taste is beautiful, it's just that slimy taste and choking pepper taste, I still need a little time to get used to." ”

"Niuniu, you have to get used to this taste this morning, Henan people who can't drink Hu spicy soup are still Henan people?"

"Grandpa~ It's all said, don't mention this nickname again! It's really a shame. Hearing her grandfather call her shameful nickname again, the royal sister lost her temper. Picked up the lunch box, scooped a spoonful of retort cake and ate it, the soft and sweet taste made the royal sister's lips calm down, and the smile returned to her pretty face.

The grandfather and grandson quickly finished enjoying the spicy soup and fried buns and potstickers, and the royal sister wiped her delicate red lips, threw the tissue into the trash, and said, "Grandpa, you're done." Let's go. ”

The old man sat on the bench and was silent for a while, and then said, "Today, I have arrived at the Hu Spicy Soup in Xiaoyao Town. But I still want to eat a bowl of noodles from my hometown. ”

"But grandpa, we've run out of meal tickets. If you wait here, I'll go to the Far Moon Gate and line up to exchange it. ”

"Forget it, forget it." The old man stood up on crutches, patted the dust off his body, and said, "Isn't it just a bowl of noodles, you can go back and make it yourself." Don't go to the queue anymore. The words were very relaxed, but the look of disappointment was still keenly captured by Jiang Yunfeng.

Jiang Yunfeng turned his head and asked Xingping Chuangzhen, who was busy beside him, "Chuangzhen, are there still noodles?" ”

"Yes, what is Ah Feng going to do?"

"I want to satisfy the old man's longing for his hometown. However, there were no meal vouchers. ”

"Poor hospitality!" Xingping Chuangzhen handed the lunch box in his hand to the guest in front of him, turned his head to Jiang Yunfeng and smiled, "A 'plum' ticket can't determine the outcome of the duel between us and Senior Jiume, but a bowl of noodles can alleviate an old man's longing for his hometown for decades, and it is worth it." ”

Jiang Yunfeng smiled and replied, "Chuangzhen, this friendship brother has written it down, and I will repay you when I turn back." ”

"There's no need to reciprocate, don't drive me away too late when I play chicken in the future."

"Okay, okay, you can stay up all night. As long as you are killed by others, don't be excited to smash my magic machine worth more than RMB 10,000 yuan. After Jiang Yunfeng smiled and answered, he turned around and ran to the old man who was about to leave.

"Old man, please stay."

"Oh, what's the matter, little brother?" The old man stopped.

Jiang Yunfeng grabbed the towel hanging around his neck, wiped off the sweat on his face forced by the fire, and said with a smile: "The old man wants to eat the taste of his hometown, I can do it, but I just don't know if it suits your appetite." ”

"But we don't have a meal ticket now."

"It's okay, I'll ask for this one!"

Invited the old man and his granddaughter back to sit on the bench, Jiang Yunfeng ran back to the stove, lit the fire, put the fat pork on the stove in the wok and stir-fried the oil, then added the green onions, ginger, garlic, and dried chili peppers to burst out the fragrance, took the pork slices handed by Tian Sue and poured them into the wok, and poured cooking wine to remove the fishy smell of pork. The fierce fire caused the wok to ignite a flame. Jiang Yunfeng took advantage of the fire to pour the green beans into the pot and stir-fry them with the pork slices. After a few spoons, pour in one tablespoon of dark soy sauce to color the pork, and two tablespoons of light soy sauce to extract freshness, salt, and chicken powder to taste. The pork slices were stir-fried until golden brown, and the green beans also turned dark green, Jiang Yunfeng poured water into the wok, which was just over the pork and green beans. Grab a handful of noodles and shake off any excess flour. Spread evenly in a wok, cover and simmer.

After freeing his hands, Jiang Yunfeng took a small bowl and poured in some light soy sauce, aged vinegar, a small spoon of white sugar, a little pepper oil, and stirred evenly to make a sauce. After about 10 minutes of simmering, Jiang Yunfeng lifted the lid of the pot with one hand, and after the steam in the pot dissipated, a strong fragrance came out of his nose. Drizzle the small bowl of sauce over the noodles, and the aroma becomes stronger and deeper.

Put down the lid and small bowl in your hand, use the frying spoon and attack it a few times, stir-fry the noodles in the pot with the sauce and sliced pork beans, and remove from the pot. A plate of shiny, fragrant stewed noodles was brought to the old man. Jiang Yunfeng scratched the back of his head, and said with some embarrassment, "I don't know where you are from, old man, but looking at your previous Bajiquan posture, it should be from Kaifeng, Henan, so I made Henan-style stewed noodles, you can taste it to see if it suits your appetite." ”

The old man looked at the plate of stewed noodles in front of him, and the hand holding the chopsticks trembled with excitement. I can't wait to pick it up and stuff it in my mouth. Later, I felt that it was not enjoyable, so I simply picked up the plate with my left hand and squatted directly on the bench to eat the fragrant stewed noodles. After eating the whole plate of noodles in three or two clicks, the royal sister hurriedly served tea and complained, "Grandpa! Can't you just eat slowly? It was scary, and I was worried about what to do if you choked. There is such greasy food, it is better to eat less in the future, otherwise it will be three highs. ”

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The old man took the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, I went to Japan to work hard when I was twenty years old, and I have worked hard to create a foundation, and I have not tasted the taste of my hometown for nearly 50 years." Girl, although you were born in the United States, you grew up in the United States. But don't forget that what flows in you is the blood of the Chinese nation, the genes of our Henan people. In the future, try more of these foods that you think are unhealthy or disgusting, which is the taste of hometown. No matter where you go in the world, it will remind you of where you came from. ”

After speaking, the old man jumped vigorously and jumped off the bench. Of course, such a move naturally caused her granddaughter to complain for a while. After comforting his granddaughter, the old man smiled at Jiang Yunfeng and said, "Young man, thank you today!" Let the old man have been wishing for decades, and also alleviate the nostalgia that lingers in his heart. Die without regrets! ”

"Haha~ Old man, don't say such things, look at your skill, Lord Yama doesn't dare to accept it, bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence are not necessarily your opponents. You will definitely be blessed with a longevity of the East China Sea and a long life. ”

"Hehe, the young man is really good at talking! Then I'll borrow your good words, and I'll send someone to deliver the meal coupons when I turn around, and the old man will leave first. After saying that, he took his granddaughter away from the stall.

At this time, Kohei Soma contacted Misaku-angya, who had come to help, arrived with the ingredients provided by the logistics department. After everyone met and greeted, Jiang Yunfeng asked Xingping Chuangzhen, "How is it?" Do you understand, Chuangzhen? ”

"I understand, it's a simple and delicious dish."

"That's good, I've been holding back all morning, now that Misakung has arrived, then come and take my post. I can't hold it anymore!! Jiang Yunfeng cried out in pain, wanting to run outside the field. After a few steps, Kohei Somana heard the characteristic shout, "Next, our store will start offering a new menu, and the price will not change!" It's the stewed noodles that everyone just saw! "And the cheers of the tourists...