The old man put the noodles into the cauldron and stirred them, and the hot air kept coming out, so the old man had to turn sideways, and the long chopsticks in his hand kept stirring in the cauldron.

The noodles are cooked quickly, the old man divides them into two bowls, and then puts the vegetables into the cauldron, slightly blanched them out of the pot for later use, and restarts the pot to burn the oil, and when the oil temperature is just right, the old man gently pours the hot oil on the spicy and minced garlic on the noodles, and in an instant, the heat rises, and the fragrance floats for several miles.

Then put the soup made from green vegetables and various seasonings into a bowl, and a bowl of authentic oily noodles is ready. Wang Yi quietly watched the old man finish making oily noodles, and Liu Ruyue couldn't bear the gluttony in her stomach for a long time, and shouted to the old man to hurry up.

The old man brought over two bowls of oily noodles, and said with a smile: "The two of you have been waiting for a long time, eat it while it is hot." ”

Then he brought out two bowls of clear soup and put them on the table, "Guest officer, I have eaten too much oily noodles, and I am still uncomfortable, drink some soup, it will be better." ”

Wang Yi swallowed his saliva, took the chopsticks, poured noodles on the oil, and mixed them, "Boss, thank you." ”

The old man smiled, "The guest officer is serious, then you eat slowly." ”

Wang Yi turned his head to look, it turned out that Liu Ruyue had no lady's demeanor, buried her face completely in the bowl filled with oily noodles, ate it in a big gulp, raised her head from time to time, and said to the old man: "Boss, good craftsmanship, it's really delicious." ”

The old man smiled, and kept wiping his hand on the apron, "Thank you, officer, it's good if you like to eat." Xiao Lao'er has no other skills, just this hand of oily noodles can be eaten, and there is no one around here who doesn't know. ”

Liu Ruyue ate noodles in her mouth and didn't pay attention to the old man's words, while Wang Yi fought with the old man and praised, "It's worth the name." ”

Someone praised himself for the best thing, the old man smiled from ear to ear, and there was no one on the stall, so the old man found a chair close to Wang Yi's table and sat on it.

"Haha, the guest officer looked at Miansheng, isn't it from here?"

Wang Yi took a sip of soup and said: "I took my friends to visit Chang'an City, when I passed by here, I was a little hungry, and I remember that a friend of mine said that the oily noodles around here are very delicious, so I came here to try my luck, but I didn't expect the boss's craftsmanship to be really good." ”

The old man smiled, and the wrinkles on his face fell on Wang Yi's eyes under the light of the candle flame, and the power of the years was revealed on the old man's body.

Looking at the old man's somewhat resolute face, I thought that when I was young, I was also a handsome boy who was popular in all over the country.

"I have a chance, little old man, and I want to thank your friend. ”

Wang Yi finished eating the last bit of oily noodles, and clicked his mouth twice with some unfinished business, "Boss, don't worry, there is a chance." ”

Liu Ruyue sat aside, the oily noodles in the bowl were eaten early, it was so delicious, Liu Ruyue asked in a low voice, "Boss, can I eat another bowl?"

The old man laughed and said, "Yes, you can, but you can't eat too much oily noodles, you will have a stomachache." ”

Liu Ruyue sighed with some regret, and sat there with her cheeks bulging, looking at the empty bowl. Wang Yi glanced at Liu Ruyue and proposed, "You can eat a few more bowls, as long as you can eat them." ”

Liu Ruyue took the bowl of soup given by the boss, put it in front of her, and took a few sips, "No need, I'm full." ”

"Really full?"

Liu

Ruyue nodded, sat down at the table, raised her head, and looked at the sky quietly, not knowing what to think.

The boss is good, and he brought the stove for cooking noodles to the table to warm Wang Yi and Liu Ruyue.

Wang Yi thanked him and continued to chat with the boss, "Boss, I don't think anyone came here to eat today?"

The old man sighed lightly, "The people around here have all moved away, and the young people have gone out to wander around, and they don't know where they have gone, and there are still some old people left. ”

"Then boss, why don't you change to a place with a lot of people to sell noodles?"

Liu Ruyue didn't know when she heard the conversation between Wang Yi and the old man, and asked.

"Huh. The old man smiled slightly and said slowly: "I have been selling noodles in Chang'an City since I was young, and this sale has been for decades. My father died early, leaving behind an old mother, who became ill after a few years, and I was left alone in the family, so I was busy alone, going out before dawn every day, and I was able to come back after dark. ”

The old man confessed, took out a bowl of clear soup from the stall on the side, and after talking for a long time, he was inevitably a little thirsty.

Later, I had some capital, married a wife and had children, and slowly got better. ”

Wang Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Boss, your life is very good." ”

"Haha, who's to say it's not. The old man's expression was reminiscing, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, "The children are growing up slowly, and I am getting old day by day, and when the children reach my age, they will be a little worried." ”

Wang Yi smiled, "Boss, where does your family get your sorrow from." ”

The old man waved his hand and said slowly: "My mother and I only have one son, I sent him to study when I was a child, hoping to take the top exam and improve the status of our family. ”

Wang Yi sat there quietly, no longer speaking, Liu Ruyue seemed to be interested, not looking at the sky, but listening to the old man's story sideways.

"But my son has to be a general, go to the north to kill the Northern Qi people. I was so angry that I locked him in my house and didn't let him sign up for the army. But I don't know how this kid escaped, but in the end he still reported his name and went to the north. ”

The old man took a sip of the clear soup and looked arrogant, "Although my son has been studying since he was a child, he still has the strength to do so, and when he heard that he went to the north, he killed three Northern Qi people in the first battle. ”

Wang Yi quietly gave a thumbs up and sighed without sighing: "It's really my good son." ”

Liu Ruyue of Nanchu on the side didn't say anything, and there was no change on her amazing face, as if it was the Shaohua princess that Wang Yi saw for the first time in the Honglu Temple Hall.

"Haha, thank you for the compliment. After killing three Northern Qi people and fighting a lot of big battles one after another, my son took a shit luck and was promoted all the way to the position of Wu Commander. When I returned to my hometown, I rode a tall horse like a dog from the mouth of the alley to the door of my house. ”

When the old man talked about his son, he was full of spirit, sitting there, drinking several sips of clear soup one after another, Wang Yi was a little unbearable, so he untied his wine jug from his waist and handed it to the old man. The old man hurriedly waved his hand, not daring to accept it, but fortunately, Wang Yi said in the end, "Just think it is for your son, this pot of wine should be accepted." ”

When the old man heard this, his lips trembled slightly, and he even said yes. The old man got up, went to the stall, took out three large bowls, and put them on the table in front of Wang Yi. The old man picked up Wang Yi's wine jug and filled the empty bowls one by one.

"Little brother, this girl, please. ”

The old man picked up the big bowl and smiled at Wang Yi and Liu Ruyue.

Wang Yi smiled and picked up the wine bowl, glanced at Liu Ruyue beside him, Liu Ruyue didn't say a word, directly picked up the wine bowl, and said to the old man: "Boss, please." ”

After that, he drank it all and fell into Wang Yi's eyes, extremely heroic and heroic.

Wang Yi and the old man glanced at each other, touched the wine bowl, and drank it all.

"When his mother saw her son, she cried into tears, and I was fine. ”

Wang Yi quipped: "I'm afraid I'm not secretly wiping my tears." ”

The old man laughed, his heart was very happy, as if he had returned to the day when he welcomed his son home, the firecrackers sounded all over the street, his son sat on a horse, followed by his brothers who were born and died, in the alley, every family ran out, looking at his family from a distance, his eyes were full of envy.

"After my mother went to bed that day, my son and I drank a lot of wine, but it wasn't as good as today's drink. ”

Wang Yi said softly: "But you haven't forgotten the taste of the wine that day." ”

The old man sighed, "Who's to say it's not, the wine didn't taste good that day, but it was the most comfortable drink I've had in all these years, because it was the wine my son invited me to drink." ”

Wang Yi said half-jokingly: "One day I want to ask my uncle for a drink, how about tasting this wine that is contaminated with the smell of the border army." ”

Liu Ruyue held the wine bowl, looked at the lines on it, and said casually: "It's all bloody, nothing good." ”

The old man's tone was full of regret, "I can't drink anymore, my son is dead." ”

The old man stared blankly at the stars in the sky, and people said that people become stars in the sky when they die, and they don't know which star their son is.

The wine bowl that Wang Yi put to his lips stopped there, raised his head, took a closer look at the old man's age, and had an understanding in his heart. Liu Ruyue didn't look around aimlessly, but looked at the old man who told the news of his son's death in a flat tone with some distress.

"Dead?"

The old man continued: "Yes, I heard that he died when the Northern Qi people attacked Youzhou, and died together with His Royal Highness the King of Qi, who is known as the god of war, and I heard that his body was only a few zhang away from the body of King Qi at that time. ”

Wang Yi was slightly stunned, and a figure of a person instantly appeared in his mind, among the 30,000 soldiers who were withdrawn from the front line that year, there was a hearty man who temporarily assumed the command after the death of the captain, Feng Wenshan.

The person who served as the commander of 30,000 soldiers as a scout commander had a few words with him back then, and he still had some impressions of that man.

Wang Yi filled the wine bowl in front of the old man and comforted: "Your son is a hero. ”

The old man had gray hair, and a few unknown tears were left in the corners of his eyes, "Yes, the military master who came to report the news at home at that time also said so." ”

The old man muttered, "But if I have the chance, I would like to have a bowl of wine with my son, even if it is just one drink." ”