Treasures of the Tang Gate Chapter 25, Yangchun Noodles

When the day dawned, the sky revealed a belly of fish white, and a warm beam of sunlight shone straight down, making people feel a glimmer of hope and warmth in that cold world.

At this time, Zhuangzi woke up lazily from the bed, rubbed his eyes with his hands, then stretched a big waist, yawned, and then slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, Wen Dao had just gotten up, and I saw that he didn't stretch his waist or yawn, but just stared at the ray of sunlight by the window with a blank face, I'm afraid he hadn't woken up yet.

"Wait! Isn't this Snow Flower Hall a perennial winter? Where does the sunshine come from?" Zhuang Ziheng was suddenly startled, and instantly became energetic, and the sleepiness that he had just gotten up had completely disappeared without a trace.

Zhuang Ziheng's sudden surprise brought Wen Dao, who was in a daze, back to reality.

At this time, I saw Wen Dao sitting cross-legged on the goose feather blanket, dragging his chin with one hand, his eyes were cold, and he looked down on Zhuangzi Hengheng, and said slowly, "Can you be careful when you speak, people are scary and scared to death, okay? I have never seen the sun rise in winter, hillbilly." ”

"You...... You...... You, you, you...... You're a hillbilly! You green-haired turtle!" I saw that Zhuangziheng's face was red with anger, his eyes were about to pop out, and his right index finger pointed straight at Wen Dao, slammed the floor with one kick, stood up, and yelled a little angrily.

However, even though Zhuangzi was bleeding from hitting his head and scolding Wen Dao, Wen Dao never looked at him and ignored him at all.

At this time, Han Wangsun, who was sitting on a chair covered with a golden blanket, was woken up in the irritability of Zhuangzi.

At this time, I saw Han Wangsun sitting on the golden blanket chair, yawning slowly, rubbing his eyes, slowly opening them, vaguely seeing the scene in front of him, and said dimly, "Yo, Brother Zhuang, why did you get up so early today, it seems that this is the first time you haven't slept lazy." ”

As soon as Han Wangsun's hazy words came out, Zhuang Ziheng suddenly stopped being irritable, and looked at Han Wangsun in a daze for a while, before touching his head and saying with a smile, "Ah...... Brother Han, you're up too......"

At this time, Han Wangsun slowly became energetic, looked at the ray of sunshine in the sky, as if there was an indescribable cheerfulness in his heart, and said softly, "Oh, Brother Wen, Brother Zhuang, you all got up so early today, it seems that you are in a hurry to get on the road." ”

"Brother Meng, why hasn't this guy woken up yet?" At this time, Han Wangsun looked at Meng Fengxing, who was sitting opposite him, and saw him gently kick Meng Fengxing a few times.

At this time, Meng Fengxing was lying on the mahogany table and sleeping soundly, no matter how Han Wangsun shouted, he was always drunk, and no matter how he called, he couldn't wake him up.

"Where's Youlan?" Suddenly, Wen Dao stood up and said in surprise, looking at the empty spot next to him.

"Ah, why is Sister Youlan gone?" I saw Zhuang Ziheng suddenly exclaim, leaning down, and constantly turning over the thick goose feather blanket.

At this time, everyone couldn't help but panic, and the cold sweat was hard to flow.

At this time, Wen Dao suddenly walked to Meng Fengxing's side and shook him vigorously, trying to wake him up.

Moment......

I saw that Meng Fengxing was shaken vigorously by Wen Dao, and slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of saliva on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, in the face of this sudden scene in front of him, Meng Fengxing had not fully woken up, so he wondered, "What's going on?"

"Let's sober up first, Youlan is gone. I saw Wen Dao clasping his hands in front of his chest and said coldly, feeling anxious.

At this time, hearing the news that Youlan was missing, Meng Fengxing instantly sobered up, shook his head, slapped the table suddenly, and said anxiously, "What? What's the matter? Youlan is gone?"

"yes, I don't know what to do now, I don't have a clue. Wen Dao lowered his brows, kept thinking about something, and said coldly.

A while......

"I thought, we'll have to take a look. Wen Dao suddenly spoke, and was about to go out.

At this time, Zhuang Ziheng and others also acquiesced to Wen Dao's opinion and kept up with the pace.

Just as Zhuangzi was about to push the door open, suddenly, the door opened suddenly, and it was obvious that it was kicked open.

A quiet voice suddenly came, "Here, everyone has breakfast!" At this time, Gu Youlan was standing at the door, and the person who had just kicked the door was Gu Youlan.

At this time, Gu Youlan looked at everyone looking at herself blankly, and suddenly looked embarrassed, and said hesitantly, "What...... What's the matter? Come and have breakfast....... ”

"Ahh

"You ......" At this time, Wen Dao was angry and funny, and he stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Gu Youlan looked at everyone with a puzzled expression.

"We thought something had happened to you, and we didn't expect to make us breakfast. Han Wangsun patted Wen Dao's shoulder and said slowly.

"Let's not talk about this first, I feel like I want to taste Sister Youlan's Yangchun noodles!" At this time, Zhuangzi's horizontal saliva had already been left on the ground.

"Okay, come on, come on, everyone has a share. Gu Youlan's eyes narrowed into a line and said happily.

At this time, Wen Dao took away the two chairs, and everyone sat on the warm goose feather blanket, each with a sunny spring face.

I saw that the light soup of the Yangchun noodles was mixed with one or two shallots, the smooth noodles were fragrant and delicious, and the two eggs were also delicious.

The snow is falling outside, and it is so cold that people shiver, and at this time, just right, a bowl of Yangchun noodles is like a ray of sunshine in winter, a drop of sweet spring in the desert, like the thoughts and companionship of family members.

"I didn't expect you to make Yangchun noodles. Wen Dao took the chopsticks, slowly tasted the noodles, and looked at Gu Youlan with a smile.

"Ah...... Will it, is it delicious?" At this time, Gu Youlan's face flushed and smiled happily.

"It's delicious, the noodles made by Sister Youlan are too delicious. Zhuangzi gulped it down, like a cat.

"This Yangchun noodle is really delicious, and it reminds me of Master. Han Wangsun took a small sip of noodles and said with deep feelings.

"This is really a warm winter and spring in the world!" Meng Fengxing suddenly exclaimed.

"If it's delicious, I'll keep making it for you when I have the chance. Gu Youlan laughed embarrassedly when she heard everyone's praise.

A simple room, one person and one bowl of Yangchun noodles, it makes people feel so warm.