Tang Mingkai's internal injuries were nothing, Zhao Jiechen used his true qi to recuperate him a little, and it was almost fine.

As for the trauma, even if Zhao Juechen died, Tang Mingkai himself would not take it to heart, and who boxed without any trauma? Amateurs would not be an exception.

After moving his muscles a little, Tang Mingkai volunteered to give Zhao Jiechen a good treat, of course Zhao Jiechen was ready to see his performance, although it was designed by someone, but he still had to make amends after all.

So soon, Zhao Jiechen and Lin Danya were taken by Tang Mingkai to Huguosi Snack Street, and they specifically found a noodle restaurant in South Seventeenth Lane.

"There's a noodle shop!

Zhao Juechen looked at the old shop that was shrunk in the corner of the entire South Seventeenth Lane, and said with some emotion.

Tang Mingkai said with a smile: "Yes, this noodle restaurant that we have eaten since we were children was originally going to close down, but later I asked people to reinvest in decoration, and the owner and the taste of the store did not change, so it was preserved." ”

While speaking, Tang Mingkai swallowed his saliva and laughed in a low voice, "Chenzi, you know, I've been eating since I was a child, and I really don't care about anything else." ”

Zhao Juechen glanced at Tang Mingkai, calculated the time and said, "It's not just that, right? I see that your club is also very close to here, after the fight, come here to eat a bowl?"

Tang Mingkai smiled and said: "What's that, I just bought a suite near here later, so that every morning when I get up, sometimes I can eat breakfast here directly." ”

Zhao Jiechen gave Tang Mingkai a thumbs up and said that he was very strong, because this was the way of life that only rich people would have.

Lin Xiaoniu on the side couldn't help it anymore, she stared at Tang Mingkai, and asked with some curiosity, "Are the noodles here really so delicious?"

Tang Mingkai smashed his mouth and said: "That's natural, the noodles here have to go through at least twelve processes, make a pot, extremely strong, chewy but very tender, and with the unique sauce of the boss here, sprinkle with a handful of old bone broth, that delicious, but unfortunately the boss is too old-fashioned and refuses to take out this recipe, otherwise it would have been made a long time ago." ”

Zhao Juechen replied speechlessly: "I have known the boss's temper since I was a child, he will never allow anyone to reduce his twelve pure manual processes, so if you want to use this to make money, it is in vain." ”

Tang Mingkai shrugged and said: "That is, the world does not have the blessing to taste such food, so I come every day to help the next world in the world to eat a bite, and this food is not a loss." ”

"Alright, don't be poor, let's go in!"

Zhao Juechen patted Tang Mingkai, and then took Lin Danya into this ordinary-looking noodle restaurant.

As soon as you enter the door, the old and shiny tables and chairs inside are enough to prove the antiquity of this place, and near noon, the store is already full, everyone is waiting for the boss to come out, and judging by their age, they should all be the old customers of this noodle restaurant.

"Let's go, as a friend of the boss for many years, I still have a special status here. ”

Tang Mingkai took Zhao Jiechen and Lin Danya all the way to the innermost part of the store, there was a table against the wall, and a small Tang character was engraved on the edge of the table, which was obviously specially reserved by the boss for Tang Mingkai.

"Sit down!"

Tang Mingkai said with a smile, and shouted directly in the direction of the kitchen, "Boss, I'm Xiao Tang, bring me three bowls of oily bone sauce noodles!"

A muffled voice came from the kitchen: "Got it, wait!"

After shouting, it seemed that there was already a thick aroma wafting in the air, Tang Mingkai couldn't help but take a deep breath, and opened his eyes, his eyes were full of longing.

Although Zhao Jiechen didn't have such a strong preference for food, he couldn't help but praise when he smelled this taste, and there was a little more memory in his eyes.

Once when he was still in Yanjing, he often came to this store to eat noodles like Tang Mingkai, and the noodles at that time smelled exactly the same as now, but Zhao Jiechen wanted to taste it, because he once told Tang Mingkai that he would definitely bring his favorite people here to eat a bowl in the future.

Now that he is here, there is also a woman by his side, how can he not eat this bowl of noodles?

The aroma in the air was a little flat, but there were a few more changes, Tang Mingkai carefully distinguished, looked at Zhao Jiechen and said, "Soon, the first pot of noodles will be served out soon, and we will definitely be able to share it then." ”

Tang Foodie's words were right, and within a few minutes, the boss lifted the white curtain and walked out of it with a large plate with a full twenty bowls of noodles on it.

A person, holding a large iron plate, such a scene is enough to shock people, but this noodle restaurant has never shown signs of being very popular, Zhao Jiechen knows that this is related to the boss's temperament.

Sure enough, when the boss came up and wanted to pour noodles for Tang Mingkai and their table first, a table of people behind him said very dissatisfiedly: "What is this? We obviously came first, and we have been waiting for a long time, why did you give them the next face?"

The boss didn't even look at it, and replied coldly: "In my store, there is no first come, first come, there is only one rule, whoever sits in the front, who eats first, and goes down one by one in turn, don't worry!"

When the man heard this, his face suddenly sank, if it weren't for the friends around him dragging him, obviously he understood the rules of the boss here, and the other party was afraid that he would turn his face and leave on the spot.

However, no one else in the store spoke, apparently all of them were regular customers here.

The boss put the first three bowls of noodles on Tang Mingkai's table, looked at Zhao Juechen and Lin Danya again, and was about to walk to the next table, but his steps were slightly paused.

"You...... Is it Xiao Zhao?"

The boss looked at Zhao Juechen and frowned slightly, "You're back?"

Zhao Juechen smiled and greeted: "Yes, Lao Cai, I have been away from Yanjing for more than ten years, and today I am finally back." ”

"It's good to be back! It's good to be back. ”

Cai Yat-sen nodded, holding the big iron plate in one hand, stretched out his other hand, and suddenly smashed his fist on the pillar next to him, the pillar trembled violently, and a stack of cold dishes wrapped in small bags suddenly flew out of the kitchen inside, and fell into his hand.

"Since Xiao Zhao is here, then at your table, I will give you one more cold dish like this. ”

Cai Yixian said softly, and then walked towards the table behind him, one table put down the noodles in his hand, but none of the tables could receive his cold dishes.

And Zhao Jiechen kept looking at his back silently, but he sighed lightly in his heart.

When he was young, he and Tang Mingkai didn't know the true identity of Boss Cai, they only knew that the noodles he made were delicious and he had magical kung fu, but when he grew up, Tang Mingkai still didn't know very well, but Zhao Juechen, who had cultivated true qi, knew very well that Boss Cai's punch just now was the power of true qi.

The owner of a noodle restaurant is a master who has cultivated true qi, he has lived in seclusion here for many, many years, and Zhao Jiechen only learned about the existence of Taiji Gate in his mouth.