Chapter Seventy-Three: A Bowl of Shou Noodles Comforts the East China Sea (Seeking Follow-up)

This girl named Ying'er didn't mean to chat with Rong Yu at all. didn't speak all the way, took Rong Yu to the kitchen, stood at the door and said, "That's it, I'm leaving!" ”

Rong Yu didn't care whether this Ying'er girl stayed or left.

His task today is to make a bowl of longevity noodles, and after making it, give it to Zhang Desheng as a birthday gift to eat, and it's over, and he is done, and then go home.

In the lobby, there are children and grandchildren, a few old friends, talking and laughing. Among them are friends who participated in this bone grabbing. It is equivalent to a big thing that these people have joined forces to do.

Today is not only a birthday party, but also a celebration banquet.

There are many children and grandchildren who send calligraphy and paintings, and antique jade. is elegant and precious, and Zhang Desheng likes to pretend to be a cultural person, so the children and grandchildren have already figured it out and voted for it.

But it's hard to distinguish between these things, and the more expensive the better. Sometimes you deliberately show the value of the gift, but if you hit the eye, it will be too embarrassing, and it will leave an impression that you can't see, and the gain outweighs the loss. So it's all steady.

That's not what an old friend sent.

Because it seems tacky to send these between friends, most of them are some cigars, good wine and other small things, which are not expensive, but after giving them, they can be shared in the future.

There is also the meaning of "sharing blessings together".

A few friends and family invited to pour out the study for a chat.

In addition to friends, the three sons who can enter the study to participate in the chat are all in their thirties and forties. It seemed relatively calm, sat down on the sofa and chair in the study, and then someone brought tea and snacks in.

Casual chat, I talked about the case of California Sunshine.

The atmosphere is relaxed and cheerful, and everyone has a smile on their faces. Divide the money afterwards, hello, hello, hello, everyone.

By noon, it was time to eat.

Since it is a family banquet, it is held in the reception restaurant. Three tables were opened at the same time. The other two tables were full, but there was still one empty seat at the main table.

Zhang Desheng's family was a little confused.

All the people who should have come have come, why is there still a vacant place? Because the empty seat is very conspicuous. It was in the position where Zhang Desheng was facing each other.

"And the guests?"

Zhang Desheng's eldest son is a middle-aged man in his forties. Because Zhang Desheng didn't move the chopsticks, the others didn't move, waiting for the master to speak.

"A friend!"

Zhang Desheng replied to his eldest son's words.

So they all waited. The last dish came up. Everyone looked at Zhang Desheng again. Zhang Desheng looked in the direction of the kitchen with anticipation.

When the servant went down, a young girl came over with a tray.

The one who served the plate was Zhang Desheng's granddaughter, everyone knew her, called Ying'er. Ying'er was followed by a young man, dressed in a casual jacket, a pair of jeans and whiteboard shoes.

At first glance, I thought it was a recent college graduate.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Zhang Desheng laughed, stood up, and beckoned to the young man, "I'm waiting for you, sit down!" ”

Rong Yu smiled, and was not in a hurry to sit down, but motioned for Ying'er to bring the tray in front of Zhang Desheng.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he picked up the noodle bowl and put it on the table in front of Zhang Desheng. A noodle bowl with a large opening and a porcelain lid on top.

Zhang Desheng looked at it expectantly.

When the porcelain lid is lifted, the heat comes out immediately, and when the heat dissipates, it is a bowl of noodle soup. The noodles in the middle come out, and the soup is all around, as if they were islands emerging from the sea. It's just that the noodles that emerge from the soup are covered with a piece of kelp, and there are some small holes in the kelp.

Rong Yu took out a small bottle, sprinkled some liquid, used a lighter, and then lit it on top of the kelp.

"Oh-"

Everyone involuntarily leaned back, and a blue flame rose from the kelp, fluttering.

"Happy birthday to Lao Zhang. Seventy years later, there are no guests, and the fire is smoked in the South Mountain. ”

After saying that, with a flick of his hand, the blue flame was extinguished.

Rong Yu handed over the chopsticks and said with a smile: "Eat now." ”

Zhang Desheng watched with great interest, took the chopsticks, and stirred them while saying, "Is there anything to say?" ”

Rong Yu smiled: "It's just a small means to help you have fun." ”

"Really? Let's talk about it. Zhang Desheng must know that these small methods that Rong Yu said should actually be some fresh methods explored in cooking.

Rong Yu saw his first mouthful, so he nodded and smiled: "I'll say it quickly, so that the guests can eat it early." This kelp is sprinkled with a little old sake, and when lit, it helps the noodles to be softer. It tastes a little better. After all, hand-rolled noodles taste very strong, but they are not very friendly to the stomach of some old brothers. ”

"That's it?" Zhang Desheng nodded while eating, his eyes lit up, "It turns out that the taste is really good, the softness and hardness are moderate, and it is the most suitable for my teeth." I said how is it so delicious. ”

Rong Yu touched his head and smiled: "Theoretically, it is possible, but in practice, the difference is not big, and the effect is limited." It's just a gimmick, in order to look better, it should also be a scene, and say two lines of poetry. ”

"Haha, straightforward man!" Zhang Desheng was not embarrassed at all, laughed, and then beckoned to the three tables with his other hand, "All move, all move, don't wait." ”

All three tables were moving.

The atmosphere began to heat up again.

There are a lot of people who come to toast.

It's just that after Zhang Desheng finished eating a bowl of noodles, he didn't eat vegetables. Just holding a wine glass, someone came to toast, he took a sip, and the toaster took a sip.

There are many words to say about the birthday, and they are good.

At this time, Zhang Desheng was not as casual as when he talked to Rong Yu. Even when he saw his children and grandchildren, he nodded with a smile, even if he liked it, he just stretched out his hand and touched his head.

A meal is finished.

A group of people went to the lobby again, and then the old friends said goodbye and left. Rong Yu also took his leave.

Zhang Desheng sent old friends and Rong Yu to the door of the lobby to say goodbye one by one.

"I ate a bowl of noodles today, and I have no appetite for the rest, why don't you stay and make me another bowl in the evening?" Zhang Desheng finally pulled Rong Yu's sleeve and smiled.

"Yes, it's your birthday today, if you still eat noodles at night, when I go out of this door, your family will not break down my bones for firewood."

Rong Yu didn't talk nonsense with this old man, so he hurried out.

As soon as he got out of the big yard, someone was waiting outside the door, and when he saw Rong Yu, he stepped forward to ask Rong Yu to get in the car. It's still that Rolls-Royce. Along the way back to the rental house.

As soon as the guests left, the atmosphere at home was a little more relaxed and lively.

The young grandchildren were still very surprised by Rong Yu's longevity noodles, and kept asking how to do it. The older grandchildren know how to light it. So I disdainfully said, isn't it just a little high-grade wine, and it burns at a point, what's so strange.

Zhao Desheng came back after sending the guests, said a few words in the lobby, and went to the study alone. Several children who had taken over the family's business also followed.

The rest of the juniors and those sons-in-law and daughters-in-law breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man is the leader of the family, and when facing him, they are "outsiders" who are a little pressured. Now the atmosphere is finally lively. You don't have to be so careful when you speak, and the parents start chatting briefly.

Rong Yu returned to the rental house, and as soon as he opened the door, the door next to him also opened. Nie Xiaoqing poked his head out, saw Rong Yu, and smiled: "I guess I thought you would come back from dinner." So fast? ”

"Don't say fast to men!"

Rong Yukou smiled, and then regretted it a little. This girl can't flirt.

"Then you hurry up and open the door!"

Sure enough, Nie Xiaoqing began to hold on to this topic with a smile.

"Hurry up and open the door, hurry up and get in, hurry up and sit down, I want to hurry up and listen to you tell me about today's scene?"

Nie Xiaoqing is very interested in this kind of wealthy banquet.

pushed Rong Yu into the door all the way, pressed him on the sofa, and made a cup of tea intimately and put it on the coffee table in front of Rong Yu. I sat on the small couch on the side and was looking forward to it.

"Didn't you mean to go shopping?" Rong Yu asked.

"I've shopped!" Nie Xiaoqing said, "But there are things all over the street, and there is nothing I want, so I came back." Leave my girlfriend on the street. Let's talk about you! How about the feast? ”

"The chef's skills, the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and the precious dishes you can think of, are all on the table." Rong Yu said, "They are all famous dishes, and they have been prepared for a long time." You say it doesn't taste good? ”

"How do you compare it to our art chefs?"

This girl has to make a comparison all the time.

"You shouldn't think that we are the best chef in the world!" Rong Yu smiled, "Cooking is not the same thing as an exam, it only depends on the score." ”

"What do you look at without looking at this?"

"It depends on whether the food you make adapts to everyone's tastes, or whether everyone's tastes adapt to your food." Rong Yu smiled, "This is the difference between skill and art. ”

"I know something, I'll ask if I win or lose."

Rong Yu smiled: "There is no winning or losing!" ”

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, Nie Xiaoqing was very unwilling, but there was nothing he could do. can only sigh: "I thought that the dishes of our art chef were the first in Xingsha." ”

"It's useless for you to provoke me. Sometimes, for hungry people, a bowl of porridge is also a supreme delicacy. Sometimes, for people who eat fine clothes, the delicacies of the mountains and seas are also tasteless. ”

Rong Yu smiled.

"I just made a bowl of noodles."

"Is that Zhang Desheng finished eating?" Nie Xiaoqing still asked without giving up.

She always felt in her heart that Rong Yu must suppress the audience when she went out, otherwise, she would feel that the white jade was slightly flawed, and she had to wipe it clean, the same as obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Rong Yu smiled confidently at this time, looked at Nie Xiaoqing, and blinked a little naughtily.

"I made a bowl of noodles, and Lao Zhang ate them all. There wasn't a drop of soup left. Then for the rest of the dishes, he didn't move a single chopstick. How do you think my noodles are better than the table full of delicacies from the mountains and seas? ”

One side is better than a full table!

Exactly: a bowl of longevity noodles comforts the East China Sea, and a table full of delicacies and delicacies in Nanshan.