Du Yuniang kneaded the dough in the kitchen, she kneaded the dough in her hand repeatedly, her expression was pious and a little serious. She hung her head slightly, her eyes fixed on the dough, not knowing what she was thinking.

Liu wanted to come in to help her, but when he saw her kneading dough, he was slightly stunned.

The dough is firm and elastic, but not soft enough.

"Don't you stretch the noodles?" Liu saw that this dough was not a dough for stretching noodles.

As if she had been woken up, Du Yuniang whispered softly, and then lowered her head again, "Don't stretch the noodles, do hand rolling noodles." ”

"Why?" Liu asked, rolling up his sleeves and preparing to boil water.

Why!

Because Yang Zheng likes to eat hand-rolled noodles the most, he said that hand-rolled noodles are firm and elastic, chewy, and with fried spicy seeds, bone broth, and braised beef, it is a delicacy that he can't eat enough.

It's a pity that there is no beef.

"Yu Niang, why do you make hand-rolled noodles?" Liu Shi added fuel to the fire and asked casually, she really just felt more curious, and did not think deeply.

After all, it's a person who has never met and met for the first time.

Du Yuniang only said: "The hand-rolled dough is firm, and I am full after eating." Besides, it takes a lot of effort to express our sincerity. "She sincerely wanted to thank her.

Liu nodded, "That's right, thanks to them today." "It's just that doing business is too troublesome, and you have to beware of thugs making trouble.

Du Yuniang kneaded the dough seriously, kneading the dough again and again. She doesn't have to think about what to do next, she can make the noodles well!

What Du Yuniang was thinking about was all about her previous life.

She was thrown into a mass grave by the He family, dying of death, when she was about to close her eyes, she saw a person squatting in front of her, she couldn't see his appearance clearly, but she could see a tall silhouette.

She was so sick that she slept all day long, and occasionally became conscious, but she was not awake, but in a trance, she heard a voice talking beside her, not much, as if talking about her.

When she woke up, she had never seen Yang Zheng, only knew that she had one more life-saving benefactor.

After she was all right, she knew that she could survive and survive in the nunnery, all of which depended on Yang Zheng.

Du Yuniang was grateful to him, but she didn't dare to face him.

She had nothing to reciprocate, and even felt that her life-saver was a cloud in the sky, and she was nothing more than mud on the ground.

The difference between cloud and mud~

Until the moment she died, she didn't dare to think about Yang Zheng, Du Yuniang felt that a person as good as Yang Zheng, even if she thought about him, was disrespectful to him.

Now, they met unexpectedly.

Du Yuniang neatly rolled out the noodles and handed them to Liu to cook.

She chopped the green onion, ginger, and garlic into finely minced pieces, then choked the pot, then poured in diced meat, spicy and spicy sauce, stir-fried a few times over high heat, changed to low heat, and then kept stir-frying with a spatula.

Liu inadvertently raised his head and saw the water in her eyes.

"Yu Niang, what's wrong?" Liu was worried that the gangsters would come to make trouble, leaving a shadow in Du Yuniang's heart.

Du Yuniang blinked her eyes and said softly: "It's okay, it's too spicy, it's choking." ”

Liu was choked by the spicy taste and wanted to sneeze, so he said: "This marinade is also weirdly spicy, why did you think of doing this." ”

Du Yuniang said: "I am deeply impressed by that beard, he loves spicy food, the last time he came to our house, he ordered spicy noodles." And he speaks with an accent, like someone from Shuzhong, so when he does this, they will like to eat! ”

Liu nodded, "You have a heart, after all, people helped us." ”

Du Yuniang quickly made the noodles, poured the noodles with piping hot bone broth, dripped two drops of sesame oil into it, and poured the fried spicy braised noodles on the noodles.

"Okay, mother, you can take it out!"

Liu didn't doubt it, and went out with a noodle bowl.

The mess in the shop has been cleaned up, and there are people coming and going on the street, but no one is coming to the shop, probably they all know that the Du family has just been smashed.

However, there were people in the shop who ate deliciously.

The bearded man and Yang Zheng sat in front of the table, the two of them buried themselves in eating noodles, from time to time they took chopsticks and put a piece of lo-mei, put it in their mouths and chewed hard, and then ate a big mouthful of noodles and soup. The braised soup of the noodles is very fresh, and the noodles are hand-rolled noodles, which are very elastic and strong. The most delicious is the marinade, which is numb and spicy, and when you eat it, it burns to your throat like a fire, and warms your whole body.

It's a pity that there is no beef.

Yang Zheng grew up in Shu since he was a child, although he is a complete northerner, but he likes spicy food very much! Today, for his appetite, it is no wonder that Brother Hu said that this family has an appetite.

It's rare to eat such choking and spicy noodles in the north!

The two of them ate heartily and were very happy!

In the winter, I sweated all over my body, and the taste was very comfortable.

Yang Zheng stared at the empty noodle bowl, in fact, he didn't eat.

Hu Xian's amount of rice is also amazing, and a bowl of noodles can't pass him away. But the two of them put down their chopsticks at the same time, and no one said anything else!

Hu Xian picked up the knife and hugged his fist at Du Heqing, "Boss, I wish you a prosperous business!" If we pass by this place next time, our brothers and I will come again. ”

He looks arrogant, and it is easy to think that he is a Jianghu person.

Yang Zheng also got up and silently picked up the sword, he had always said little, but before leaving, he glanced at the stove intentionally or unintentionally.

Something was wrong with the girl.

He is a martial artist, and his senses are different from ordinary people's sensitivity. When he and Hu Xian entered the house, the girl was a little out of shape, and the scissors in her hand fell off.

Later, she cleaned the shop, but she kept her ears open to listen to them.

This side should not be common in the shop, at least there is no water sign in the shop.

It's strange that if he hadn't really remembered the girl, he would have thought that she knew himself.

Could it be that you have recognized the wrong person?

Maybe!

Yang Zheng left the Dujia noodle restaurant without any burden.

He didn't know that Du Yuniang had been listening to him eating noodles in the stove.

Although he didn't say a word the whole time, Du Yuniang could hear him eating noodles.

When she put away the bowl, she saw the empty noodle bowl, and a warm current flowed in her heart.

He was afraid that he would not be able to repay his kindness in his previous life.

It's child's play to repay the favor with this bowl of noodles!

But all she can do for him is this scene, and besides, the world is so big, maybe they will never see each other again.

In this life, it's good that she can see him innocently!

Du Yuniang cleaned up her mood and let the skin and flesh in her heart heal again, even if this healing was fake, she had to pretend to be real.

She had more important things to do

It was not dark yet, and the Dujia noodle restaurant was deserted.

Du Yuniang and Du Ankang closed the shop and sent Qiu Caidie home.

Qiu Caidie was very worried, she didn't understand who a good person like the Du family would offend.

Du Yuniang comforted her, "It's okay, you can go home with confidence, just come to help tomorrow." ”