Cooking noodles here, Feng Jiao quickly prepared the ingredients of chili oil, chopped coriander and chopped green onions, and put them in a small white porcelain plate, so that everyone can add them at will when eating.

She added a large spoonful of bone broth to each bowl of noodles she fished out, called Xing'er and Qianmo to help, and brought the cooked bone broth noodles to the wine shop.

The crowd sat around a table and began to enjoy their lunch.

Because of the carefully boiled bone broth, the soup in the bowl is shiny with fine oil.

And the noodles with the same thickness are not snow-white, but slightly yellow and moist, under the background of green onions, coriander, and red chili powder, it makes people think of the first spring in March, the green hanging willow tops, the spring flowers are budding to be released, and the garden is full of spring color.

Even if there are not so many bells and whistles, only the bowl of noodles in front of him is enough to attract everyone's mouth.

Ling Yuan was the first to pick up the chopsticks, and everyone followed.

With that gentle pick, the noodles wrapped around the tips of the bamboo chopsticks are shining.

The milky white bone broth with a rich and enticing aroma was wrapped around the noodles and was served into the mouth before it had time to fall.

At the entrance of the noodles, Lao Qin's eyes lit up!

This hand-cut knife noodles have a chewy texture, mellow and delicious soup, and a moist and delicate feeling.

I don't know how this noodle is made, the taste is tough inside and out, it's just the most rustic food, but it can make people taste an unusual sense of layering.

The fragrant bone broth complements the noodles.

Lao Qin felt that as a person from the middle of the spiritual realm, he had eaten noodles since he was a child.

However, it was so delicious, the soup and noodles complemented each other, and the perfect match of bone broth handmade noodles, he really had eaten it for the first time.

Lao Qin's action of eating noodles was not slower than that of Qianmo and Lingshan.

All of a sudden, the whole liquor store was filled with the rich aroma of bone soup noodles, and what I heard was the sound of everyone gobbling up and eating noodles.

A big bowl of noodles went down to his stomach, and Qian Mo touched his belly and took a deep breath comfortably: "Miss Fengjiao, will the things we buy in our wine shop be so delicious in the future?" ”

"Whew, a bowl of noodles is nothing. There's a lot to eat. We are not just a small store that sells bone soup noodles, we want to make a lot of money by opening a wine shop! Feng Jiao said, her bright eyes were full of longing for a better future.

Looking at the little chef's look of being obsessed with money, Ling Yuan only felt inexplicably cute, so much so that he couldn't help but look stupid.

And Qianmo couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.

If you sell food in a wine store, it is better than bone broth noodles......

Alas, he doesn't want to be a shopkeeper here, and he wants to be a guest!

After eating the bone soup noodles, Lao Qin left satisfied, wondering in his heart if he came back tomorrow to eat......

Ahem, I'm always embarrassed to come to eat every day, but unfortunately I can't bear to wronged my five internal organs temple when the wine store is not ready to open, so it's better to try to bring something to the little girl......

Comrade Lao Qin, who was anxious to return home and go to the warehouse to see if there were any good things that he could give away, walked out of the wine shop and pinched the trick, teleported, and returned home directly......