There is a Baocheng ramen restaurant on Jingming Road, XC District, Jiangzhou City.

The noodle restaurant has been open on Jingming Road for decades, and because of its good taste, it has many repeat customers.

Especially at night, those who don't want to cook at home will drag their families to the store to eat noodles.

A bowl of noodles and beef noodles is 18 yuan, the bowl is large and sufficient, and some parents with children can order one for two people.

Of course, the best thing to eat is their side dishes, spicy and sweet, crisp and refreshing, and even some people come to his house to eat noodles just for his side dishes.

It's a pity that his side dishes are not sold, otherwise many people will definitely spend money to buy them.

"Boss, this little dish of yours is really a must, how to make it, tell me the trick."

In the evening, a regular customer sat in the store, smiling and asking while eating noodles.

Luo Baocheng, the owner of the noodle shop, said with a smile: "This is a trade secret, let me tell you, what else is my business doing?" ”

In fact, the customer just said that, and he didn't really want to ask Luo Baocheng for the secret recipe.

So the customer didn't continue to ask, but said, "You can sell this dish as a commodity, and there must be a lot of people who come to buy it." ”

Luo Baocheng shook his head when he heard this: "I think it's delicious, but in fact, my small dish is far behind." ”

"Oh, and anyone else makes it better than you?" The customer asked in surprise.

Luo Baocheng didn't speak, but a waiter in the store took over and said: "Of course it's our boss's wife, our boss talks about it every day, it must be her." ”

"Just talk too much, go to work." Luo Baocheng glared at the young waiter when he heard this, but he was not really angry.

"Oh, yes, I haven't seen your wife in a long time?" The customer was also a little surprised when he heard this.

Luo Baocheng, who was smoking, paused when he heard this, and said slowly in the curling smoke: "I have been dead for many years. ”

"Ah, I'm sorry." The customer was apologetic.

"It's okay, it's all over, it's over......"

Seeing that Luo Baocheng seemed to be caught in his memories and lost the interest in speaking, the customer did not speak again.

And the waiter who was sitting on the side, glanced at the boss who was in a daze, and quietly took out his mobile phone.

At this moment, the door curtain was opened, and a gust of wind blew in, waking up Luo Baocheng, who was in a daze.

Seeing someone coming, he hurriedly stood up and asked, "Boss, what to eat?" ”

The visitor looked up at the menu on the wall and found that there were many types, from beef noodles to beef fried rice, from sausage fried noodles to sausage fried rice, etc.

"Bring me a bowl of beef noodles." Song Ci said.

"Okay, you sit down, and you'll be right away."

Luo Baocheng pressed the cigarette butt on the ashtray on the table, then threw it into the trash, and then walked to the back kitchen, and the waiter who was playing with his mobile phone hurriedly put the mobile phone away.

The noodles are fast, and the crystal clear noodle soup is sprinkled with some chopped green onions, which makes people look extremely appetizing.

The bowl is lined with a layer of beef, as thin as a cicada's wings, but there is not a lot of it.

Such a bowl of noodles only costs eighteen yuan, which seems to be very worthwhile.

Song Ci tasted a bite of noodles, Q and spring, very chewy, and then sandwiched a piece of beef, salty and slightly sweet, because it was cut thinly, it melted in the mouth, and it hardly needed too much chewing.

The reason why a lot of beef is not delicious is that it is not boiled, chewed, and cannot be tasted.

And the boss's knife work, to solve these problems, because it is thin, it is easy to chew and easy to taste.

"Boss, your noodles are so delicious." Song Ci exclaimed.

"You're here for the first time?" The boss lit another cigarette.

This kind of small restaurant is definitely not forbidden, but the boss still consciously sits away from the guests.

"Yes, passing by here, I happened to be hungry, so I came in and tasted it." Song Ci gulped down the noodles and said.

"Then you're really right, this noodle restaurant has been open here for more than ten years, and the taste is really speechless."

Luo Baocheng didn't speak, and the customer who had just eaten noodles helped him.

"Really? It's been open for more than ten years. ”

"Of course, several shops next to it have changed one after another, only Boss Luo's store has been open until now, just because Boss Luo's noodles are a must, and there are also their side dishes, you can also try them......"

"Oh, really?" Song Ci became interested when he heard this.

"The side dishes are there, you can make them yourself, eat as much as you want, make as much as you want, and don't waste them." Luo Baocheng smiled and pointed to a corner.

Song Ci walked over and saw three yellow enamel basins containing three side dishes.

Beans, pea mustard and pickled ginger.

There is also a vinegar dish next to it that can be served.

These three side dishes are not unusual, and many small restaurants provide them.

"This is all done by the boss himself, which is different from what is sold outside."

Seeing Song Ci's hesitant look on his face just now, the customer immediately said something again.

So Song Ci got himself some beans.

When I returned to my seat, I put a piece in my mouth, and my eyes immediately lit up, it was indeed delicious.

"It's delicious." The customer just now had been paying attention to Song Ci, and immediately asked when he saw this.

"It's delicious." Song Ci nodded a little amusedly.

This customer, an old man with gray hair, is very talkative, and eats noodles very slowly.

"Since my wife passed away, I don't bother to cook for myself at night, so I come to eat a bowl of noodles every day."

"Thank you for your support."

"Haha, the main thing is that your home is real, and it tastes good."

Song Ci listened to the conversation between the two and did not speak again, but concentrated on eating noodles.

Song Ci quickly finished eating a bowl of noodles, then stood up and said, "Boss, settle the bill." ”

"Eighteen, just sweep here." Luo Baocheng pointed to the QR code on the counter.

"Young man, the noodles taste good, right?" The old man also finished his meal, but did not leave immediately.

"Very good, Boss Zhang, you really have nothing to say about your craftsmanship." Song Ci stared at Luo Baocheng and said with a smile.

Luo Baocheng's expression was a little flustered when he heard this, but he quickly calmed down, took a deep breath of the cigarette in his hand, and the fireworks burned a lot.

He looked at Song Ci, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

But the old man next to him said with a smile: "You are mistaken, the boss's surname is Luo, not Zhang." ”

"Really? I may be mistaken, but the noodles are delicious, I'll come back next time. Song Ci said with a smile.

"Always welcome." Luo Baocheng also said with a smile.

Song Ci also smiled slightly, and then walked out the door.

Watching Song Ci go out, Luo Baocheng poked out his cigarette butt again, then stood up and said loudly: "Xiao Wu, don't be lazy, come with me, haven't you always wanted to know, why are the noodles I made so delicious......

"Wow, boss, you're finally willing to teach me?" The young waiter named Xiao Wu stood up excitedly when he heard this.

The old customer who was talking to Song Ci just now, after hearing this, looked back at Luo Baocheng's back, and then looked out of the door, revealing a thoughtful look.

——

Nuan Nuan leaned in front of Song Ci and sniffed her nose like a puppy.

"What are you doing?"

"Did you go out eating and drinking alone?" Nuan Nuan asked, crossing her waist.

"No, don't talk nonsense."

"I didn't talk nonsense, I smelled it, why didn't you take me with you?" Heating and heating bulging tunnels.

"Not really, I have something to do." Song Ci was very helpless.

"Little word, have you had dinner? Would you like me to get you something to eat? At this time, Kong Yumei came over and asked.

They had just had dinner.

"I've eaten it, and I've had a bowl of beef noodles."

"Beef? And noodles? Nuan Nuan's voice immediately rose an octave.

"What? Do you think the beef noodles outside are better than the dishes cooked by your grandmother? Song Ci asked with a smile.

Nuan Nuan just wanted to nod, but suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and turned her head to look at Kong Yumei next to her.

But I saw my grandmother looking at her with a smile.

"Grandma's cooking is the best, let me tell you, I also ate barbecue meat in the evening, but it was delicious, you didn't eat it, sad, right? Sad, right? ”

"Yes, yes, I'm so sad and sad now, so did you leave me a little?"

"No, I'm done eating." Nuan Nuan turned her head and ran after speaking.

Because she really forgot to leave some for Song Ci, she was afraid that Song Ci would continue to ask, and she would feel guilty.

So stay away and let it be nothing.

Looking at her panicked little appearance, Song Ci and Kong Yumei both laughed.

But the little guy was very forgetful, and soon got up again.

"Dad, look at the picture I drew today."

Nuan Nuan showed him the painting she drew in class today.

"What is this?"

Song Ci looked at the appearance of several villains painted on her painting, followed by a tiger, and was completely puzzled.

"This is us going out to play, this is you, this is grandpa, this is grandma, and this is my ......"

"Oh, I see, and then I met the big tiger."

"No, this is Huang Lihong."

"Uh...... This Huang Lihong is bigger than everyone, and I believe it when he says it's a tiger. Song Ci was a little speechless.

Nuan Nuan was a little angry when she heard this, and took back the painting from Song Ci's hand.

"You don't understand anything, so I won't tell you."

After that, she turned around and went to her grandfather and asked her grandmother to comment on her.

Seeing her leave, Yun Shiqi, who had been watching the news next to her, suddenly turned his head to Song Ci and asked, "Do you have a clue about the case in your hand?" ”

He has been following this matter since Song Ci told him about the new case last time.

Song Ci nodded and said, "Well, I have a clue." ”

Yun Shiqi glanced at him with some surprise.

Then he said: "I still have some ability." ”

In fact, he has a little ability, Yun Shiqi has already given a thumbs up to Song Ci in his heart, there are no substantive clues in this case, everything is based on assumptions, and trying to find a clue is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Song Ci was able to find clues in such a short time, which is a very commendable thing.

"Thank you dad for the compliment." Song Ci said with a smile.

"I didn't compliment you." Yun Shiqi glanced at him.

Song Ci smiled and didn't continue, this old man is an old arrogant, stubborn temper, and it's useless to talk too much.

He didn't speak, but Yun Shiqi quickly couldn't help but ask, "What clues have you found?" ”

"Zhang Longbow is not dead." Song Ci said.

"And who was the one who died?"

"Who knows, it may be called ......"

Song Cigang wanted to say that it was possible to call Luo Baocheng, Zhang Changgong took the identity of the other party, and then reacted, if Luo Baocheng died, then his soul may not have returned to the Sea of Souls.

But then he reacted to what could he do if he found him, he had already found the whereabouts of a longbow through the jar, so he leaned back on the couch.

"What's wrong, surprised?" Yun Shiqi asked.

"It's nothing, it's just something that comes to mind." Song Ci said.

When Yun Shiqi heard this, he didn't continue to ask this question, but said, "So what do you think?" ”

Song Ci was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then reacted, and Yun Shiqi also saw the potential reason why the police handed over the case to Song Ci.

Song Ci scratched his head, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, because he himself felt confused.

Should we choose individual justice or procedural justice?

The person Zhang Changgong killed was not an innocent person, and it was natural for him to pay for his life, so personally, Song Ci must have supported Zhang Changgong.

But from the police's point of view, killing is murder, no matter what the reason.

And if Song Ci exposes Zhang Changgong's crime to the police, he will not only prove his ability to handle the case to the police again, but also prove to the police that he will not be swayed by personal emotions and stand on the same side as the police.

Naturally, the police will have more trust in him and will cooperate more closely in the future.

"Dad, what do you think I should choose?" Song Ci asked.

"You shouldn't ask me about this, you should ask yourself, what you think, how to do it." The clouds start from the road.

"Oh." Song Ci naturally supported Zhang Changgong's approach in his heart.

As if seeing what Song Ci was thinking, Yun Shiqi said: "You are not a policeman, so you don't have to think about the clothes on your body." ”

Song Ci's face showed joy when he heard this.

"Dad, you're right."

"And, why did you get this consulting company? Is it for money? Are you still short of money right now? ”

"Haha, Dad, thank you, I know what you do." Song Ci said happily when he heard this.

Yun Shi saw that he was no longer confused, and then chuckled: "And no matter how you choose, the police will definitely not stop cooperating with you." ”

"Huh? Why? ”

"Because they also have to solve crimes, this is their political achievement, it doesn't matter if you are on the same side as them."

"Dad is right, why didn't I think of this, Dad, you are smart, I would have come to ask you for advice, and I wouldn't have been entangled for so long." Song Ci praised loudly.

When Yun Shiqi heard this, his face was quite proud.

"You're still young, you've had too little experience, and seeing things, a lot of the time, is too shallow." The clouds start from the road.

"Dad is right, I should learn more from you." Song Ci immediately said when he heard this.

Then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a light smile was drawn, but it quickly disappeared.

"Dad, come here, come here......"

At this moment, Nuan Nuan stood at the staircase on the second floor, beckoning to him.

Song Ci got up and walked over, and when he saw him leaving, Yun Shiqi chuckled.

He whispered: "Still younger, am I really old and confused?" ”

But when he said this, he still had a smile on his face.

(End of chapter)