The noodles are smooth and slide into your mouth with a light suck.

Roll your tongue quietly and roll the end of the noodles and the thick layer of sauce left on your lips when you suck the noodles into your mouth like a kitten.

"Hmm, hmm... Well, hmmmm..."Jing Jing's eyes widened and she made a strange sound while chewing, and she gestured in her hand to let Sister Wen taste it too.

Sister Wen looked at Jing Jing strangely, and tentatively sandwiched a few noodles into a small bowl.

The noodles coated in sauce resemble marbled white marble and reflect a soft glow. Sister Wen clamped it hard with chopsticks, but it didn't break.

"Hey, yes, this noodle is quite chewy."

Sister Wen didn't eat the noodles, but first picked a few grains of meat and put them in her mouth. This is her habit, and the first thing to judge the quality of a restaurant's food is its meat.

If the owner of a shop is black-hearted, then he will definitely choose meat that is not too fresh or simply problematic when buying meat, even if the meat is covered up with a strong oil and heavy smell, it will inevitably have a fishy smell in the aftertaste.

And if the chef of a restaurant is not careful, then he will definitely cut corners when handling the meat, and the meat will inevitably have a fishy smell.

The style of this small shop is not luxurious, but the price of the food is relatively high-end in Jinhe Road, and Sister Wen is curious whether the quality of this food is really worthy of its price.

The meat slab entered her mouth, Sister Wen bit it gently, as if she had crushed a very crisp pine shell, and a crispy meat juice suddenly squeezed out of the meat skull, mixed with the accompanying saliva spread a thin layer on the tongue, full of salty fragrance.

This meat is unexpectedly delicious, although each grain is not big, but the fat and thin are distinct, the thin dry and crispy, the fat is fragrant and juicy, and there is still a slight taste of ham after chewing a few times, salty and sweet, oily and mellow.

Sister Wen couldn't help but nodded, the chef of this small shop is really a bit of a doorway, this meat is above the level of both the meat itself and the production method, and the taste details are especially excellent.

Satisfied, Sister Wen felt that this noodle was also worth trying. She skillfully rolled up the noodles in the small bowl with chopsticks and elegantly put them in her mouth, careful not to spill the sauce.

"Hmm..."Sister Wen also made the same sound as Jingjing, she blocked her mouth, trying not to make her movements seem too exaggerated, but the sweet, spicy and salty fragrance gushing out like a volcanic eruption wrapped her tongue and pushed her to chew non-stop.

Now she understood why Jing Jing made such a sound just now, this noodle is so delicious that she is almost out of friends, how can she have time to talk.

After thinking about it, Sister Wen felt so moved again, such delicious noodles Jingjing even took the initiative to ask herself to taste them together, this is the real good sister.

After swallowing the noodles in one bite, Sister Wen wanted to pick a few more noodles from the Jingjing bowl, but suddenly found that there was only a little sauce and crushed peanuts left in the half bowl of noodles just now, and there were no sprouts and meat dumplings.

Looking up at Jing Jing, Sister Wen was startled, Jing Jing now looked like a squirrel preparing for the winter, with two cheeks bulging high, and she was chewing and swallowing with difficulty.

Sister Wen couldn't cry or laugh, these two goods actually stuffed half a bowl of noodles into their mouths.

Lin Xiaoxiao noticed Jingjing's appearance and hurriedly poured a glass of water and sent it over, although she knew that the food made by Fang Yu was super delicious, but it was enough to choke to death when she ate it.

With the help of Sister Wen and boiling water, Jing Jing finally swallowed the half bowl of noodles.

"Goo-goo-goo, it's cool." Quietly let out the exclamation of the special masters, "Noodles need to be eaten in such a heroic way to really hold its deliciousness." ”

"I think you can't hold your IQ," Sister Wen said with a straight face: "How can you eat like this, I think you were about to choke to death just now." ”

Jing smiled shyly, "I can't help it, this noodle is so delicious, every cell in my body says that I want to swallow it in one bite, I have always been loyal to my body." ”

"I really can't help you." Sister Wen scolded with a smile, asked Lin Xiaoxiao to take another small bowl, and gave some of her chicken bean curd to Jingjing.

"Come, eat noodles with such a strong flavor, and eat some light Shun Shun flavor."

"Thank you Sister Wen, I like to eat bean curd the most." Quietly and happily took the small bowl, and almost didn't shake his little tail.

The amount of chicken bean curd is not large, and Sister Wen scooped one-third of her bowl to Jing Jing without filling a small bowl.

As soon as I finished eating the soul noodles, I had a good appetite and quietly swallowed my saliva and scooped up a spoonful of chicken bean curd with soup and water into my mouth.

"Hmm......" quietly covered her mouth and gestured to Sister Wen.

Sister Wen glanced at her quietly, although she knew that this chef was very attentive to cooking, but no matter how she did it, wouldn't it be a bean curd, this could make her eat like this, this kid loves acting too much.

Sister Wen picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of chicken bean curd and looked at it, the cut surface of the bean curd was very delicate, a little like cream mousse.

The clear soup is clear and transparent in the bowl, and the green porcelain bowl is like a pool of spring water, but after being scooped up by the spoon, it is found that there is still some slight yellowish color.

Sister Wen smiled slightly, and probably understood why this dish was called Bibo Hibiscus.

The delicate brine bean curd is paired with a sweet and warm chicken broth, and this small and fresh combination is also very chic. Compared with the red oil bean curd and sugar water bean curd all over the street, this method is actually more appetizing to Sister Wen.

A spoonful of chicken bean curd was sent to the mouth, the soup was warm, just right, and Sister Wen added a few more points to the chef of this small shop.

The warm broth spreads in the mouth, and a complex, clear sweetness rises from the tongue.

Sister Wen seemed to have returned to her hometown in a trance, and the clear stream in the mountains slowly flowed past her feet and flowed into the lake in the distance.

Tender chicks and toned ducks frolicked by the stream, holding a pink and cute little piglet sitting on the soft grass, feeling the breeze with the smell of the mountains blowing the hair in his ears and gently brushing his cheeks.

"Hmmm......"

Jing Jing was surprised to see that Sister Wen, who has always paid attention to maintaining the image of a lady, squinted her eyes with a spoon in her mouth and let out a charming snort.

Jingjing is a standard Sichuan and Shu hot girl, and she doesn't understand Sister Wen's gentle feelings at all. However, she also thinks that this chicken bean curd tastes really good.

The soup like white water is full of meaty aroma, but it has the sweetness of mushrooms and vegetables, and the taste is rich and unexpectedly refreshing, killing any soup she has eaten before.

The bean curd in the soup is also sweet and tender, without the astringency of brine tofu at all, and it can be melted into the soup with a light sip, and the flavor of the soup blends seamlessly.

Jing Jing was originally worried that this small shop would not be in vain, after all, some of the restaurants on Jinhe Road are aimed at foreign tourists, and the decoration may not taste good.

I didn't expect to be lazy and pull weeds at will, but I accidentally found a strange flower, and I quietly felt that I had been super lucky recently, and I could consider buying a lottery ticket for a while.

Jingjing was still diverging her thoughts, Sister Wen had come back to her senses and quietly wiped the corners of her eyes.

"I haven't been back to my hometown for a long time, so I'll take a leave of absence next week to go back and see, I don't know if the scenery from my childhood is still the same." Sister Wen was silently tasting the chicken bean flower and thinking about her thoughts.