When it was time to eat at noon, He Zeheng walked out of the company and came downstairs to look for food.

As a food lover, he can't settle for this meal at noon, he likes to come to the store to eat, and he doesn't like to order takeout.

Unless there is really no time, otherwise, He Zeheng will choose to go to the store to eat by himself.

Sometimes you feel that even though it's from the same store, eating in the store is different from eating takeout.

After walking around, He Zeheng didn't find anything he wanted to eat.

He continued to walk, and suddenly he saw a noodle shop with a young man standing at the door, constantly soliciting customers.

He Zeheng thought about it, raised his feet and walked in.

He had come to eat this noodle shop before, and had some arguments with the old man, but the young man was very nice and made a good impression on him.

I can't find anything to eat now, so I just go to this noodle restaurant to eat.

"Inside, please!" Gao Dian said with a smile.

When a customer comes, he can't stand at the door to greet customers, he has to go into the kitchen to make noodles.

"A bowl of noodles." He Zeheng sat in his seat and said.

He didn't need to explain what kind of noodles it was, this noodle restaurant only had knife-cut noodles, and none of the other Brother Ren ate.

As a noodle restaurant, this is also worthy of its name, only selling noodles and nothing else.

Gao Dian answered, and suddenly He Zeheng twitched his nose, took a deep breath, and asked, "What does this smell like?" It smells so good! ”

"There's chicken broth boiling in the pot." Gao Dian said with a smile.

He Zeheng asked, "Do you sell this chicken soup?" ”

"Huh?" Gao Dian was a little surprised, the first time he heard that he asked if the chicken soup was sold.

"Chicken soup is for soup bases." Gao Dian explained.

"Can you sell me a separate portion of chicken soup? This chicken soup smells so good. He Zeheng said.

Gao Dian smiled: "If you want to drink, I'll go and scoop a bowl for you, and I won't charge money." ”

A bowl of chicken soup is just worth much, but Gao Dian is not stingy.

"Thank you then." He Zeheng said.

Gao Dian shook his head, walked into the kitchen, and quickly scooped a bowl of chicken soup out, and Gao Dian also deliberately sprinkled a little green onion.

Today it was cold and windy outside, He Zeheng was wearing thin clothes, and when he came out to walk around like this, he felt more cool on his body.

He took a sip of the steaming chicken broth. In the mouth, there is a rich aroma of chicken, a bit like the chicken soup stewed at home when I was a child.

He couldn't wait, took a few more sips, and the hot chicken soup flowed into his stomach, which immediately warmed his stomach, and the coolness on his whole body was also dispelled.

Drinking soup when it's cold is actually a good treat.

He Zeheng is enjoying this small bowl of chicken soup, but there is hard-won warmth.

After drinking, He Zeheng put down the bowl and waited quietly for the noodles.

His expression was a little lonely, he was in a trance, as if he remembered the place called home, he hadn't been back for a long time, and suddenly he missed the chicken soup stewed at home.

When this time is over, let's go back and have a look.

He Zeheng thought to himself.

"The noodles are coming!"

At this time, Gao Dian came out with a bowl knife and said noodle.

He Zeheng looked at the knife-cut noodles on the table, and muttered in his heart, why is it different from before?

At the moment, he didn't have any thoughts about noodles, he was still thinking about chicken soup.

If he could, he didn't want this bowl of noodles, so he replaced it all with chicken soup.

It's a pity that there is a stubborn old man here, this old man is still the owner of the noodle restaurant, and it is impossible for him to agree to only drink chicken soup.

However, He Zeheng also pondered, when he finished eating noodles, he spent money to sell some chicken soup to take away, and when the evening came, he would go back and drink it.

This chicken soup is too tasteful, He Zeheng has also drunk some chicken soup outside, and among those chicken soups, it is either bland and tasteless, like boiling water. Either it adds a variety of precious ingredients and makes the soup taste very good, or it doesn't have that chicken smell.

Without interest, he picked up a noodle and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his pupils contracted unconsciously.

This tastes!

He Zeheng closed his eyes and savored it.

It tastes so wonderful.

He picked up one noodle after another and stuffed it into his mouth, ate a few bites, and had to stop for a mouthful of soup.

When He Zeheng stopped, there was no soup left in a bowl of noodles.

The deliciousness of this noodle is beyond He Zeheng's imagination.

The chicken soup is not so amazing, it just reminds He Zeheng of the chicken soup stewed at home, and it is more of a nostalgia.

However, the combination of chicken broth and noodles, with some other seasonings, suddenly raised the flavor of the whole noodles to a higher level.

He Zeheng touched his stomach, he was a little unsatisfied, he still wanted to eat, but his stomach told him that he was already full and couldn't eat anymore.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, why does this noodle seem to be made by someone else?" He Zeheng asked the question in his heart.

Gao Dian smiled but did not answer, and He Zeheng also chose not to continue to ask.

He paid and left the noodle shop while reminiscing about what he had just tasted.

In the past two days, there have been more repeat customers, and there were no repeat customers at all, and they will not come again after eating once.

Later, Gao Dian accepted the kitchen, and occasionally there was a repeat customer, but not much.

There are a lot of repeat customers in these two days, and most of the customers who come to the store are repeat customers.

Every time a guest finishes eating, he always praises him, and these praises are the best recognition for Gao Dian.

What surprised Gao Dian even more was that he didn't have the intensity of his previous crazy practice in the past two days, but his progress was faster.

Gao Dian understood that these improvements were accumulated from the six days of crazy practice before, because the intensity of the previous practice was too high, so although Gao Dian kept improving, many things were not fully understood.

The intensity of the practice in these two days is even lower, and a lot of the things that have been accumulated before are now thoroughly understood.

That's why we've made rapid progress.

However, the progress is great, but it has not broken through to another level.

The cheating evaluations are all good, not a single excellent.

Gao Dian still has a long way to go if he wants to do a good job of knife shaved noodles.

The reason why his knife-cut noodles are highly praised is largely because the recipe on the recipe handed to him by Old Man Leng is so good.

It's not the credit of the high canon, but the credit of the man who created the formula.

"Boss Leng, who left this recipe?" Gao Dian asked.

There is no signature on the recipe, but Gao Dian is curious to know who left the recipe.

"I don't know." Old man Leng shook his head and said.

"Don't know?" Gao Dian was puzzled.

The recipe was taken from Old Man Leng, how could he not know? Such a lie is too clumsy, isn't it?

Immediately, Gao Dian realized that it was not that Old Man Leng really didn't know, but that he didn't want to say it.

Thinking of this, Gao Dian stopped asking, and stood at the door again to solicit customers.

Time flickered, and a few more days passed.

He Zeheng's group has just completed an order, and there is a considerable bonus this month.

Everyone was a little happy, and they discussed going out to have a meal together, and they were lively and lively together.

He Zeheng was not interested, he had no opinion on the dinner, but he was not interested in it.

He knew that this kind of dinner was probably just sitting together and drinking, and when he actually ate, it was very rare.

But everyone is happy and wants to go out to dinner together, and He Zeheng must not be absent.

In the evening, eight people went out to dinner together, exactly like He Zeheng thought, the so-called dinner party is to drink and chat together.

He Zeheng ate some, but everyone persuaded him to drink for a while, and there was too much wine in his stomach, so he couldn't eat anything.

After eating, everyone went to sing together, and in the KTV, they drank some more wine.

They are all old people in the workplace, and the amount of alcohol is okay, although everyone drinks enthusiastically, but they are also restrained. Everyone was sober and not drunk.

It's relaxing, it's not drinking, everyone is just going to be lively and lively, there's no need to get drunk.

Coming out of KTV, the crowd that had been lively for a long time, but didn't eat much, suddenly became a little hungry.

No way, the wine is not full, and after going to the toilet a few times, the stomach is almost empty.

"It's still early, why don't we find a place to eat, the kind that eats seriously." A girl suggested.

It's not late, they haven't been playing for too long, they have to go to work tomorrow, and they have to go to bed early today.

"Wasn't it proper for us to eat just now?" A male colleague said.

"It's just that you don't drink."

"Okay, I'm a little hungry, but where are I going to eat?" Someone asked.

"Where to eat, you have to ask Brother He about this, in terms of eating, the seven of us are added together, and we can't catch up with Brother He." Someone laughed.

He Zeheng smiled: "What do you want to eat?" I know a lot of places, but it's up to you to decide what to eat. ”

Everyone looked at each other, and one of them said, "We don't know what to eat, or Brother He, you should pay attention." Wherever you say you want to eat, we'll go there. ”

Others chimed in.

When He Zeheng heard this, he thought for a while and said, "Why don't we go and eat knife-cut noodles?" I know there's a restaurant where the noodles are delicious. ”

"Knife shaved noodles are fine, this top is full." It was said.

"Yes, Brother He will lead the way."

"Knife-cut noodles, I haven't eaten them for a long time, I have no opinion."

Everyone agrees with everything you say and I say.

After deciding, He Zeheng led everyone towards the noodle restaurant.

After everyone got out of the car, they looked at the surrounding buildings, and one of them said, "Brother He, this is not right, how do I feel very familiar here." ”

"Take the feeling away, this is near the company, can you not be familiar with it." It was said.

He Zeheng said with a smile: "That noodle restaurant is near the company, and I don't know if it is closed now." ”

When everyone heard this, they all said what if the door was closed?

He Zeheng said: "It shouldn't be closed so early, let's go and see it first, it's really not good, let's find something else." ”

And so it was all the same.

When he came to the noodle restaurant, He Zeheng breathed a sigh of relief, the noodle restaurant had not yet closed.

"This noodle restaurant only has knife-cut noodles, and the owner is an old man with a strange temper, but that little brother is very good. If there is anything later, you can tell the little brother directly, don't talk to the old man. He Zeheng admonished.

A few people nodded.

Suddenly, someone asked: "Brother He, I know this noodle restaurant, didn't you say that this noodle restaurant is particularly unpalatable?" ”

He Zeheng said: "That's all rumors, in fact, the knife-cut noodles in this noodle restaurant are very delicious, anyway, you will know when you eat them." ”

The man nodded.

He Zeheng is still quite authoritative among everyone, and he usually doesn't tell any lies. And the people were willing to believe in him.

Everything that should be explained was explained, and He Zeheng walked in with seven people.

At this moment, Gao Dian was having dinner with Old Man Leng, and the two were talking.

He Zeheng walked in with someone and said, "Hello, come to eight bowls of knife-cut noodles." ”

Hearing this, Gao Dian raised his head, looked at He Zeheng and said with a smile: "Okay, you wait a minute." ”

Gao Dian got up and left the cold old man to eat alone.

After a while, Gao Dian walked into the back kitchen and turned on the fire.

He was going to close the door, but the fire had just been turned off, but he didn't expect a guest to come at this time.

As soon as he turned on the fire, the smell of chicken soup suddenly wafted out.

The people sitting outside immediately smelled the fragrance.

There was no dough left, and the rest of the previous ones were cooked by Gao Dian and eaten with the cold old man.

The face of the eight people outside still needs to be present.

After kneading the dough, Takaori waited somewhere.

He walked out of the kitchen and said to the crowd, "The noodles will have to wait a while, the dough has run out." ”

He Zeheng opened his mouth and said, "It's okay, we can wait." ”

After a pause, He Zeheng asked again: "Is there more chicken soup?" One of us wants a bowl of chicken soup and pays for it. ”

Gao Dian glanced at the cold old man, and when he saw that the cold old man ignored it, he said, "Okay, I'll go and scoop it for you." ”

After a while, eight bowls of chicken soup were served, and Gao Dian left some to make the soup base later.

Since there is not much chicken soup, Gao Dian can only give a small bowl for one person.

After putting down the bowl, Gao Dian said: "This chicken soup should be given for free, there is not much left in the pot, so you can only scoop out so much." ”

"Okay, okay." He Zeheng responded.

After putting down the chicken soup, Gao Dian returned to the back kitchen.

He Zeheng picked up the chicken soup and said, "Taste it, this chicken soup is delicious." ”

In fact, there is no need for him to remind you, everyone knows it.

The taste of this chicken soup is delicious just by smelling it.

The seven of them gurgled and drank, and the hot chicken soup turned into a warm stream of heat into the stomach, and a wave of warmth arose.

The stomach warmed up, and the wine I had just drunk seemed to wake up a lot.

After drinking, have a steaming bowl of chicken soup, which is very warm to the stomach.

After drinking a small bowl of chicken soup, everyone was still unsatisfied.

The main reason is that I haven't drunk such a pure and rich chicken soup for a long time.

I can make it at home, but I'm busy at work, so I have time to stew chicken soup.

It's a pity that there is too little chicken soup, and I just tasted it, and then it is gone.

"Brother He, I don't think it's worth it just to drink this chicken soup without eating noodles." One said.

He Zeheng said with a smile: "Don't worry, the noodles haven't been served yet, wait until you have eaten the noodles, and then say this." ”

These words successfully aroused everyone's curiosity, could it be that this noodle is more delicious?

"Brother He, now I have some belief that it was a rumor." The guy who just said outside that this noodle restaurant has a bad reputation said.

He Zeheng said: "You have to taste it yourself to know if it's delicious." ”