The store was full, but not yet in line.

Thanks to Gao Dian's relatively fast movements, it doesn't take much time to make a bowl of noodles.

There are Internet celebrity recommendations, but it is only for a while, and after a few days, the heat slowly cools down.

There are more customers than before, because the taste is good and the price is low, and there are more customers.

Of course, most of the people who come here to eat here are locals, and some of the locals come from other places to taste it, and most of the customers are people who work around.

Because of Internet celebrities, there are not many people who come to eat by car from other places.

Nowadays, there are so many delicious foods that no one pays attention to the same cuisine all the time.

throughout the day.

Breakfast is in a hurry, basically selling some convenient and quick breakfast, and there are also those who get up early and sit in the noodle restaurant and eat noodles slowly.

There were not many people in the morning.

At noon, there are the most customers, and they basically come out of the company to eat.

Many people suggested opening a takeaway, but this proposal was rejected by Old Man Leng.

In desperation, if you want to eat, you have to come.

In the evening, there are more guests than in the morning and fewer than at noon.

After eight o'clock that night, most of the people had already left work, and those who remained in the company were all overtime.

There were no people in the store at this time, only a few customers.

Gao Dian wiped his hands with a rag and walked out of the kitchen.

It's a rare break,

In the evening, there is also busyness, but it is less than at noon.

Gao Dian is also happy and relaxed, and the current situation is already very good.

The money he earns every day, after deducting the costs, is divided equally and is much more than his part-time job.

Under this kind of business, Gao Dian didn't plan to do it for too long, and his destination was not here after all.

He had already learned a lot in City B and tasted a lot of the food in City B, so it stands to reason that he could now leave and go to the next city.

There is little point in continuing to stay, he didn't come to City B to take root, but just to enjoy the scenery of City B.

He did not choose to leave and continued to work hard in the noodle restaurant.

Old Man Leng gave him a recipe, and Gao Dian had nothing to repay, so he could only work for a while longer and earn more money, which could be regarded as helping Old Man Leng earn some pension money.

He was so old, it was time to retire, but Old Man Leng didn't think so, he didn't feel like he needed to retire.

Gao Dian once asked him, "Boss Leng, when are you going to rest until you are going to work?" ”

The cold old man replied, "After I take my last breath." ”

In this regard, Gao Dian didn't know how to persuade or how to persuade him, let alone whether he should persuade or not.

People have their own choice, and all he can do is to respect that choice as much as possible.

He sat on the chair and learned to look out quietly with the cold old man, he didn't look at anything, just stared at his eyes, and his head slowly emptied, commonly known as - in a daze.

Gao Dian found that he would be in a daze when he was tired, which could help him adjust his state.

"Xiao Gao, make two bowls of noodles, I'm hungry." The cold old man said, listening to his tone, it seemed that he had just woken up.

When Gao Dian heard this, he responded, "Okay, I'll get it right away." ”

Two bowls of knife-cut noodles, but it was difficult for Gao Dian to quickly cut out two bowls of noodles and let it tumble in the pot.

There is quite a bit of chicken soup left, and this is the fifth pot of chicken soup today.

In the past, business was not good, and it was enough to boil a pot of chicken soup, but now that business is good, one pot can be sold out quickly, and you can only boil a few more pots.

Scoop out a portion of the chicken broth, add the seasoning, add a little greens, and finally watch the noodles in the pot cook, scoop them up and put them in a bowl and you're done.

With two bowls of noodles in hand, Gao Dian walked out of the kitchen.

"Boss Leng, come here and eat." Gao Dian shouted.

Old Man Leng got up slowly, and his movements seemed to be a little difficult.

He sat across from Gao Dian, looked down at the noodles in the bowl, tasted it, and then put his chopsticks down again.

Gao Dian was a little surprised and asked, "Today's noodles are not to taste?" ”

The cold old man said, "No. ”

Then, he picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat without speaking.

Gao Dian felt a little strange, he always felt that it seemed that the cold old man was looking for something.

But what was he looking for?

There were some more customers in the store, and Gao Dian hurriedly finished eating and went to greet them.

There weren't many guests in the evening, but they were coming.

The cold old man walked into the kitchen and said to Gao Dian, "I'm going back." ”

Gao Dian said: "Boss Leng, are you going back now?" ”

"Well, it's time, and when the customers in the store are gone, you can close." The cold old man said.

"Okay, then you can go back first, I know." Gao Dian said.

The cold old man answered, turned around and left the noodle shop.

Gao Dian was waiting for the customers to leave.

Finally, the last guest finished eating, paid and prepared to leave, by this time, it was already late, and there should be no more guests.

Gao Dian intends to close the door.

At this time, an old man walked into the store.

"I'm sorry, old man, but the shop is closed." Gao Dian said.

"I've come from far away just to taste this knife-cut noodles, young man, can you be accommodating and make another bowl of noodles?" The old man asked softly.

"This ......" Gao Dian was a little embarrassed, he had planned to close, and the fire in the kitchen was turned off.

What's more, the dough runs out and it takes a lot of time to remake it.

"Young man, I'll be here as soon as I got off the plane, so you can be accommodating and make a bowl." The old man said.

Gao Dian relented for a moment and said, "Okay, you wait a minute, I'll do it for you." ”

Luckily, the kitchen fire was turned off, but it hadn't cooled down yet, so just turn the fire on and you'll be ready to do it in no time.

Gao Dian felt that there was one thing that had to be made clear to this old gentleman.

"Old man, if you want to eat, you have to mix the noodles again, and you will have to wait for a long time." Gao Dian said.

He made it clear first, lest the old man feel that he had waited too long.

"It's okay, you just do it, I can wait slowly." The old man smiled.

"Okay, I'll do it." Gao Dian said.

Reconciling with the noodles and waiting for the time for the dough to ferment, Takano came to sit outside.

The old man looked around, as if he had just finished looking at Gao Dian from Gao Dian.

"It's good, over the years, nothing has changed, it's still the way I remember." The old man said with emotion in his tone.

When Gao Dian heard this, he couldn't help but be curious: "Old man, have you been here before?" ”

When the old man heard this, he nodded with a smile and said, "I did come here, and that was forty years ago." ”

"Forty years ago? This store has been open for so long! Gao Dian was a little surprised.

He didn't know that this shop had such a long history.

The fact that the old man came forty years ago shows that this shop existed forty years ago or even longer.

"Yes, it's been a long time, and life has passed for a while and a half." The old man said with a smile.

Gao Dian asked with some curiosity: "Old man, what was this store like forty years ago?" ”

The old man said: "There is not much difference between forty years ago and now, it may be that time has passed too long, and some details I don't remember very clearly, but in general there is no difference.

If I have to say change, it may be a change in the surrounding environment. ”

"You came to eat once forty years ago, and you can still remember it until now, so you must have a deep memory of that time forty years ago." Gao Dian said.

The old man nodded and said, "It's really profound, it's the best knife-cut noodles I've ever eaten in my life, and after so many years, I haven't tasted that taste again." ”

When Gao Dian heard this, he was surprised: "Forty years ago, Boss Leng was so powerful? ”

In this life, the time is very long, and there are many things that have been eaten, and it is not easy to be crowned with the "most" food.

Especially according to Gao Dian's observation, judging from what this old gentleman is wearing, this old gentleman should be quite rich.

What kind of taste would it be if he could say "the best" knife-cut noodles?

"The boss at that time was not surnamed Leng." The old man said with a smile.

"Don't have the surname Leng?" Gao Dian was stunned.

"And what was the boss's last name at the time?" Gao Dian asked.

The old man didn't answer him, but said with a smile: "Your dough should be ready, won't you go and take a look?" ”

When Gao Dian heard this, he immediately remembered that there was still dough fermenting in the kitchen, and he was curious just now and forgot about it.

"Sir, I'll go to the kitchen first." Gao Dian said hurriedly, trotting into the kitchen.

He pressed the dough, and sure enough, it was almost there.

At this time, Gao Dian was shocked by one thing, the old gentleman outside didn't seem to be an ordinary person.

He didn't see the dough, so how did he know that the dough was almost ripe?

Gao Dian quickly gave up his distractions, sorted out the dough, and began to peel the dough.

In a short time, a bowl of knife-cut noodles is ready.

He took it out, put it in front of the old man, and said, "Old man, taste it." ”

The old man looked at this bowl of knife-cut noodles, and the aroma of chicken soup and noodles were fragrant one after another, and they kept drilling into his head.

"It's fragrant." The old man said.

Gao Dian smiled, "Thank you." ”

The old man picked up a noodle and began to taste it, and after taking a bite, he took another sip of soup.

Gao Dian looked at the old man expectantly, hoping to hear a good evaluation from his mouth.

I don't know why, the old man in front of him seems to have a unique temperament, which makes Gao Dian feel that as long as he gets his affirmation, it is a very happy thing.

The old man did not rush to evaluate, but slowly ate the noodles one after another and put them in his mouth.

He didn't eat fast, and it seemed like he was savoring every bite.

The old man ate very quietly, he didn't speak, he was just concentrating on eating, and Gao Dian stood aside and didn't bother.

After a long time, the old man finished a bowl of noodles, and the soup was almost bottomed.

"The recipe for this knife cut noodles is still the recipe of the year." The old man spoke.

When Gao Dian heard this, a guess in his heart was confirmed, and sure enough, the recipe in his hand was from the hand of the owner of the shop back then.

But...... Why is it in the hands of Boss Leng? What is the relationship between Boss Leng and the previous boss? Why is the previous boss gone?

One by one, new questions popped up in Gao Dian's heart.

There was a hint of nostalgia in the old man's eyes, as if he was recalling a memory that was quite long.

Soon, the old man put away his nostalgic gaze and said to Gao Dian: "But young man, there is still a lot of room for improvement in your craft. ”

Gao Dian felt a pang in his heart, since he learned the recipe for this knife and noodles, this was the first person to say this to him.

Gao Dian himself understands that most of the reason why knife-cut noodles are delicious is in the formula, because the recipe is good, so it is delicious.

But his own craftsmanship is still far behind. It's not enough to just be a good level.

However, many people can't eat it, they just think that Gao Dian makes it delicious.

"Old man, what you said is that I am also working hard." Gao Dian said.

"How long have you been getting this recipe?" The old man asked softly.

"It's been almost twenty days." Gao Dian recalled.

Speaking of which, this pastry made Gao Dian a little frustrated, he had studied for so long and had not yet reached an excellent level.

The last time I studied for so long was when I was laying the foundation.

Although this knife cut noodles have the sake of knife work, it can also explain the difficulty of this pastry. To be precise, it should be the difficulty of the recipe.

Although this recipe is good, there are many points that need to be taken into account, and the difficulty is naturally greater.

Like Gao Dian at the beginning of production, either there is a problem here, or where there is a problem, he tries to be careful, but the problem cannot be completely avoided.

To reach a good level is to take care of all these problems, and there are no major problems.

Of course, to do this, it is only a passing grade, and there is still a long way to go to be excellent.

"For more than half a month, being able to do this level is worthy of being a descendant valued by Lao Wei." The old man said with a smile.

When Gao Dian heard this, he asked, "Old man, do you know my teacher?" ”

"Haha, acquaintance must be acquaintance." The old man said with a smile.

Gao Dian asked, "Old man, who are you?" ”

"I'm just a cook, as for the name, maybe you haven't heard of it, my name is Gu Tongzhou."

When Gao Dian heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, and he lost his voice: "You are Gu Tongzhou, who is known as the king of pastries?" ”

"What kind of pastry king, it's all nonsense from others." Gu Tongzhou said.

Naturally, the noodle king is not a rank, this is just a nickname, but being able to be called a "king" is enough to explain a lot of things.

Otherwise, why is only Gu Tongzhou known as the king of pastries, while others do not have the nickname of king of pastries?

"You are old and modest, and everyone recognizes you as the king of pastries." Gao Dian said.

He didn't know much about Gu Tongzhou, he had seen it on the Internet or heard about it when chatting with others.

"Okay, you don't have to compliment me, my noodle king is not as good as your teacher." Gu Tongzhou shook his head and said.

When Gao Dian heard this, his face was silent, but his heart was turbulent.

He doesn't know much about his teacher, after all, the two have known each other for a short time, how much can they know?

Some of the teacher's achievements, Gao Dian saw it from the Internet, and he only felt that the teacher was very powerful, but he didn't have a specific concept of how powerful it was.

Now there is.

Gu Tongzhou is known as the king of pastries, and he must be extremely powerful.

But now he admits that he is not as good as his teacher.

Gao Dian could hear it, this was not a modest statement. And at Gu Tongzhou's level, it is more difficult for him to admit that he is inferior to others, than to ascend to the sky.

But now he admits it.