Of course Liang Qian wants to eat!

The two of them happily sat down at the noodle stall.

The owner of the noodle stall looks like an old man, and he is very skilled in kneading and rolling dough, and he has a lot of experience at first glance.

Also helping at the stall was a young man with nimble hands and feet, who looked like the son of the old man who kneaded and cooked noodles.

Because they were richly dressed, the young man looked at them a few more times, and for fear of neglecting the distinguished guests, he hurriedly put down his work and came to ask, "What do the two distinguished guests want to eat?" ”

There are many stalls in Kyoto, and although they all sell noodles, they sell different kinds of noodles, and each family has a different specialty. Since you want to eat it, you naturally have to eat the most distinctive and best noodles in this noodle restaurant.

Li Yu and Liang Qian had already observed when they just sat down, this noodle stall was named Yangchun noodles, and it was obvious that Yangchun noodles were the signboard.

After ordering two bowls of Yangchun noodles, Li Yu and Liang Qian sat in place, looking at the old man who made noodles.

Yangchun noodles, with simple ingredients and ordinary cooking, are a very common meal in ordinary people's homes.

It is precisely because of the simplicity that in order to achieve the level of opening a noodle stall, in addition to the freshness of the ingredients, it is necessary to have an unusual and meticulous approach.

The old man at the noodle stall is obviously one of them.

Carefully select the flour and put it in a basin, add a small amount of salt, warm water and noodles. Mix it into a flocculent shape and knead it into a dough with a halo using an original technique, then glue your hands with oil to quickly stretch the dough into long strips.

The fire boils the water below. Wait for the noodles to cook for a while, see the right time, and steadily scoop out the noodles through the ice water. Then plate, pour the noodles into a bowl and add the steaming soup base and garnish with chopped green onions. Finally, add a little salt to taste, and a bowl of steaming, fragrant Yangchun noodles is complete.

When the noodles are served, they are still steaming, and the aroma is accompanied by the heat, which makes your index finger open.

Liang Qian's stomach was empty, and he was already looking forward to it when he smelled this smell. Finally, the noodles were brought to him, and Liang Qian gently mixed them with chopsticks, and the whole bowl of noodles was particularly attractive.

Looking at the bowl of Yangchun noodles in front of him, Li Yu was also a little surprised.

He inherited the rigorous and serious aspects of Li Wangye's character, and he didn't pay attention to appetite on weekdays, and he rarely spent time on this aspect.

Now looking at Liang Qian, who happily began to eat noodles in front of him, and smelling the smell of Yangchun noodles, Li Yu finally understood some of the words that Li Wang Ye said to him when he was a child.

Pick up a small chopstick of Yangchun noodles with chopsticks, and put the noodles in your mouth to be firm and elastic. While it tastes exceptionally refreshing, you can't ignore the large bone broth as the base of the soup.

The rich bone broth is skimmed so that no magazine can be seen, and the white noodles are soaked, which makes this bowl of Yangchun noodles more and more pure. A little salt, a little green onion is the finishing touch. The salt flavor makes the bone broth more and more rich, but the chopped green onion just happens to relieve the greasy.

Several ordinary ingredients complement each other to achieve this unusual bowl of Yangchun noodles.

A bowl of hot Yangchun noodles successfully relieved the cold of winter and the hunger of an empty stomach. After Liang Qian finished eating a bowl of noodles, he felt that the whole person was a little warmer, and a feeling of satisfaction suddenly arose in his heart.

It's as if I once desperately longed for such satisfaction.

Li Yu ate a few points faster than Liang Qian, and put down his chopsticks long before Liang Qian finished eating. Seeing that Liang Qian finished eating, Li Yu took out a handkerchief and handed it to Liang Qian, and after Liang Qian wiped his mouth, he handed Liang Qian a cup of tea with just the right temperature.

After a cup of tea, Li Yu paid the noodle stall, and when he was about to leave, the two of them were suddenly stopped by the old man at the noodle stall.

"Take your money! No more money! The old man came down from the stove, skillfully wiped his hands, and walked to Li Yu and Liang Qian's side.

Compared with his son's fear and caution of "distinguished guests", the old man seems much more natural.

The old man looked at Liang Qian and said slowly: "Like! It's so much like that! Little girl, is there an elder in your family surnamed Du? ”

Liang Qian glanced at Li Yu, saw that Li Yu didn't speak, and replied, "Yes!" My grandmother's family is surnamed Du! ”

After hearing this, the old man seemed to be relieved, and shook his head and walked back: "No wonder! No wonder! The two of you look so alike, and now you meet me as a cause and effect! I've been setting up a stall here in Kyoto for so many years, and I've been waiting for this day to come. ”

After saying this, the old man seemed to be relieved, and asked again, "Will you two come again tomorrow?" ”

Liang Qian didn't know how to answer, so he could only turn his head to look at Li Yu.

Li Yu looked at this strange old man, intuitively felt that there was something different in it, and replied, "Come back tomorrow!" ”

Sure enough, after Li Yu finished saying this, the old man smiled and walked back to the position of the stove: "Just come!" Just come! ”

The strange old man stopped talking, and Li Yu had no choice but to continue to pull Liang Qian towards the location of King Li's mansion.

After breakfast, the two of them were not in a hurry to go back. Continue to walk slowly through the streets, see some small vendors in the surrounding area, and buy some things.

"That old man was so weird just now!" Liang Qian stood in front of a small stall buying masks, picked up a mask, and looked very fond of it.

The mask is white overall, but with some patterns painted with pink paint, it looks like the finishing touch, but it doesn't feel heavy. The side of the mask is in the shape of a petal, which looks particularly unique.

Liang Qian liked it almost at first sight.

The two of them slowly walked down and bought a lot of things, and now they are all in Li Yu's hands, making His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, who usually looks noble and cold, a little cheaper.

Li Yu was carrying a lot of things in his hand, and when he saw Liang Qian pick up the mask, he stood patiently and waited: "It's okay, let's try it again tomorrow." I think he should be different! ”

Liang Qian nodded, she had no objection to Li Yu's decision, she also wanted to see what was different about that old man.

Liang Qian put the white-pink mask he had taken at the beginning on his face, continued to stand in front of the mask stall and looked left and right, and finally picked up another mask.

This mask is also special.

The overall tone is black and red, and the border is a little irregular, so I can't see what it is. The patterns painted on the mask are also very different, and they look a little weird.

Liang Qian looked at it and felt that this mask was very good-looking, so he turned around and put this mask on Li Yu's face.

The size of the mask is just right, and it is worn on Li Yu's face just to cover the tip of Li Yu's nose, perfectly exposing Li Yu's superior jawline, which looks particularly good.

Liang Qian saw Li Yu's appearance and smiled brightly. Li Yu was dazzled by this smile, and immediately bought both masks.