Chapter 112: Animism (3)
After wandering around the forum for a while, I didn't find any interesting posts, so Yechen turned off the computer, it was already evening, and it was time to go out to forage for food.
Yechen can cook, but only if he can cook things, as for whether it is delicious or not...... Anyway, you can't eat the dead. Truth be told, she's getting used to her own meals after all this time – and of course, others probably won't like it.
But when I was surfing the Internet just now, Yechen saw a post that said that there was a six-sided restaurant on Changlin Street, although it was a time-honored brand, but there was a young owner who made delicious noodles.
Yechen was going to try it.
The area of the Six Sides Pavilion is not large, there are only eight tables in it, neatly arranged, with the order that Yechen likes, but there are also dull things she doesn't like, and it's a little dirty.
Of course, the noodle restaurant operated externally, guests come and go, how can it be like home, whether it is tables, chairs, benches, walls and floors, they are so spotless, ordinary people's hygiene requirements for this kind of small restaurant are just clean dishes, chopsticks, dishes and spoons.
I'm a little too hypocritical, Yechen said in his heart, maybe it's because of the impact of the last mission. It is impossible for the eight-year task of history to have no impact on living habits, and in those eight years, Yechen spent a considerable amount of time in the laboratory, and it was a biological laboratory with viruses and bacteria as an important research direction. She had become accustomed to being clean as far as her eyes could see.
Yechen stepped in, looked at the menu on the wall, and said to the boss, "I want a bowl of braised noodles, a small bowl." ”
The owner of the Rokkaido is quite young, he looks like he is in his early twenties, he is very kind, he has a smile on his face all the time, and his eyes show a hint of shrewdness from time to time, and he doesn't seem to be an honest guy.
This is also normal, opening a store, especially opening a restaurant, shrewdness and ability are the basic requirements, pay attention to marketing, pay attention to service, this is just the most basic, all kinds of raw material suppliers, messy troublemakers, money, troublesome people are a lot of people, can't deal with these things, restaurants can't open at all.
It's a time when you can run a good restaurant with delicious food...... Or rather, there has never been such an era, especially for a small noodle restaurant in the old town.
Just when Yechen was thinking wildly, the small bowl of braised noodles she asked for came. The owner of the noodle restaurant was the only one, so he doubled as a cook and waiter, and he brought the noodles over and greeted him warmly: "If you want a small bowl of braised noodles, welcome to taste." ”
Yechen nodded and moved the coarse porcelain sea bowl in front of him.
The noodle soup is clear, the noodles are smooth, and two small rape leaves are dotted in between, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.
Looks good, Yechen muttered in his heart, took out a pair of chopsticks, and took a bite.
Well, she retracted her speculation just now, even this kind of simple and simple small noodle restaurant can still make such deliciousness. This kind of taste enjoyment is enough to smooth out the difference in taste of most people, whether they like spicy or sweet, like the abundant taste or the original freshness of the food, they will be satisfied with this bowl of braised noodles.
However, unlike ordinary people, after eating such delicious noodles, Yechen's first reaction was not to continue to enjoy the food, but to pull out a few low-quality paper towels and spit out the noodles in his mouth. The reason is simple - not normal. Such a small noodle restaurant in the old town, a young man in his early twenties, and a bowl of braised noodles for ten yuan should not be so delicious. But the truth is, this bowl of noodles is really delicious, so what went wrong?
This is something to be put in the mouth, and if you don't figure it out, Yechen won't dare to eat it at all. This is a necessary prudence for a good trialist, and without this cautious habit, it is easy to hang up when performing complex tasks.
Yechen lowered her head, staring at the bowl of braised noodles in front of her, her black and white eyes slowly turning into pure ink, which was a sign that she was fully mobilizing her spiritual power.
Mobilizing a strong and meticulous spiritual power to test this bowl of braised noodles from different angles, Yechen came to the conclusion that this bowl of noodles did contain spiritual power. This kind of indescribable spiritual power, if it is carefully carved by hand and mass-produced by machinery, there is no difference in appearance, but it gives people a different feeling.
Of course, it often takes decades of dedication to attaching spiritual power to one's work, and some sculptures and paintings, for example, cannot appear in a bowl of fast-moving stew.
Animism...... Yechen remembered the name of this mission, this is really a world of animism! Yechen was suddenly full of interest and some kind of expectation in this world.
Relatively speaking, the spiritual power contained in this bowl of braised noodles is not strong, and it cannot achieve a strong bonus to taste, nor is it deliberately attached to it by someone, but it is more similar to the natural formation during the cooking process. It can't be said that there is no impact at all, but the impact is minimal, and this bowl of noodles is so delicious, mainly due to the superb craftsmanship of the boss.
It's not like a young man in his early twenties can master it, or rather...... He's actually a trialist just like himself?
The speed of time in the world of the seventh space mission is different from the real world, and in Ryan City, Yechen has spent eight years, but in reality, her summer vacation is not over yet. This makes it possible for the trialist to use a long-term task to complete skills that take time to accumulate. Coupled with the precise control of the muscles of the trialists, it is not impossible to make such a perfect bowl of braised noodles in your early twenties.
Yechen looked up and saw the noodle shop owner looking here. Seeing Yechen raise his head, the boss walked over and asked sincerely, "Is there anything you are not satisfied with?" ”
After a pause, the boss added: "I saw that you only ate one bite, is it not the taste?" ”
Yechen looked into the boss's eyes, and after a while he laughed and said, "No, it's just that I suddenly have no appetite, can I pack this bowl of noodles?" I'll go back and eat again. ”
The owner of the noodle restaurant hesitated and said, "Okay, of course you can, but the noodles don't taste good if they are left for a long time." ”
Yechen smiled and said, "It's okay, by the way, I want another servant, it's this kind of small bowl of stewed noodles, my friend shouldn't have eaten yet." ”
There was another business, and the owner of the noodle shop said cheerfully: "Okay, no problem. ”
A few minutes later, Yechen returned to her residence with two lunch boxes, walked into the bedroom, closed the door, and carefully studied the two stewed noodles.
I took a sip of the soup and then spit it out, and then tasted the noodles......
There is really something wrong with this boss, the two stewed noodles are exactly the same, as if they were made by a machine, which is not something that can be explained by skill.