"Baba, let's go eat something first, okay? Xiao Wu is so hungry!" the little guy touched his stomach, the plane meal on the plane just now couldn't fill the little guy's stomach at all.

"Okay, then let's go to Muslim Street first, where we eat more. Ye Xiaoyao thought for a while and said.

"Okay, okay, let's go!" the little guy nodded and urged.

After getting off the plane, Ye Xiaoyao and the others first took the airport bus to the city center, and then Ye Xiaoyao rented a car as a car for their trip in the past few days.

With one foot on the accelerator, Ye Xiaoyao followed the guidance of the map navigation and drove towards Muslim Street.

"What's the word, why is it so troublesome, so many strokes?" asked the little one, pointing to the sign of the shop on the street. Starting

"This character is a made-up Chinese character, pronounced biang. Ye Xiaoyao replied.

"biang?" the little guy looked at the word curiously, "biangbiang, what is this?"

"This is Chang'an's special noodle, do you want Xiao Wu to try it?" Ye Xiaoyao smiled slightly, to be honest, he had never tasted this biangbiang noodle. (Initial launch, domain name (remember _ three.)

"Okay, okay, Xiao Wu wants to try it!" the little guy nodded repeatedly.

Ye Xiaoyao searched on the Internet, looked at the word of mouth, chose a store with a better reputation, and led the little guy and Zhao Ying into the store.

This shop is not big, but it is very popular, it is now the 11th Golden Week, there are a lot of people who come to travel, this store with an excellent reputation is naturally full!

"That's a lot of people!" the little guy pouted, slightly disappointed.

"Wait, his biangbiang noodles are said to be the most authentic!" Ye Xiaoyao smiled slightly.

"Okay, then Xiao Wu just wait!" the little guy nodded.

"By the way, there is a legend about this biangbiang side, do you want to listen to it?" Ye Xiaoyao suddenly thought of this story he had heard before, so he asked.

"Listen, listen!" the little guy suddenly changed his interest and nodded again and again.

And Zhao Ying on the side also looked at Ye Xiaoyao curiously, as if she was looking forward to this story.

When he passed by a noodle restaurant, he heard the sound of "......" inside, and he was hungry for a while, and he couldn't help but pace in.

I saw that the white table was full of long strips of noodles that had been reconciled, and the master took a piece, grabbed the two ends, and threw them into the pot as wide as a trouser belt, beat several pieces, and fished out a sea bowl from the pot, and the bottom of the bowl contained ingredients and some bean sprouts and vegetables in advance, and naturally poured a large spoonful of oil and spicy seeds, and served them hot.

Xiucai saw it and shouted, "Okay!

"This guest officer has a bowl of ......" The shopkeeper let out a long shout, and in an instant, a bowl of noodles was placed in front of him, the bowl was clean, and he was sweating profusely until he ate it.

"Shop, check out!" exclaimed Xiucai.

But as soon as he touched his pocket, Xiucai's heart said "it's broken", and he forgot for a while, forgetting that his bag was already empty, and he was suddenly embarrassed, and the hot sweat just now brushed his face coldly.

On the side, the shopkeeper shrugged his shoulders with slanted eyes and a wicked smile.

"Xiao Er......" Xiucai sneered, and as soon as the words came out, he was blocked by the shopkeeper: "Guest officer, this store operates on a small budget, and no credit is given." ”

Seeing the intolerant appearance of the shopkeeper, Xiucai touched his body again, touched the left, touched the right, touched the previous one, and touched the next one, as if he could find a few pennies sooner or later.

The shopkeeper thought to himself: "You poor talent, look at what you find out." ”

Oh my God, isn't this insulting? Xiucai touched it while thinking about how to get out. He replied to the shopkeeper: "Little Er, what's the name of your family?"

"What's the name?" said the shopkeeper in a Xiucai tone, "noodles." ”

Xiucai asked, "How do you write the word g?"

This noodle shop is a well-known time-honored brand, its noodles are made specially, the noodles and the panel are smashed, "also, so it is called "noodles," how to write the two words, the shop makes noodles, and the customers eat noodles, no one has ever thought about it. Fastest update on PC:/

Seeing that the shopkeeper couldn't answer, Xiucai suddenly had an idea, he said: "Xiaoer, you have discussed with the boss, I don't have money today, can you write the word ''' in exchange for this bowl of noodles?"

The shopkeeper came back in an instant and said, "Cheng." ”

The shopkeeper thought to himself: "There is no word '' in ancient times, it depends on how you are poor and beautiful." ”

"、......" Xiucai muttered in his heart, muttering on his lips.

Xiucai reads books, and he knows books the most, but there is no such word "" throughout the ages......

"If there is no book in the book, how can it be created?" The emperor can make words in the name, how dare Xiucai compare with him? Xiucai is full of sadness and melancholy; he has studied hard in the cold window, and he has not succeeded in his achievements, and his fame is not good, and everyone is in front of him, and he falls into such a field as a debtor, which is unfair!

He was in a hurry, and scolded the emperor in his heart: "What kind of 'sun and moon shine in the sky'? The people are suffering and mourning all over the wilderness; the palace is overturned, and the jackals are in charge; corrupt officials and corrupt officials are rampant in the township; I am a talented and hard-working student, and because I have no money and no one, I can't get through the joints, and I can't get fame...... How can the sun and the moon shine there! Stop, your emperor can make words, why can't I show off my talents?"

Xiucai shouted: "The pen and ink are waiting!" I saw that he walked the dragon and snake with his pen and wrote a bing! He wrote and sang while writing: "A little fly to the sky, the Yellow River bends on both sides; the eight characters open their mouths widely, and the words go inside, twisting on the left and twisting on the right; the west is long, the east is long, and there is a horse king in the middle; at the bottom of the heart, next to the moon word, leave a hook to hang hemp candy; push the cart into Xianyang." "One word, the geography of the mountains and rivers is written, and the world is hot and cold.

Xiucai wrote and threw his pen, and the house applauded.

That's where the word biang comes from. Ye Xiaoyao slowly told this story.

"So that's the case!" the little guy suddenly realized, and according to the mantra that Ye Xiaoyao just said, he compared the writing of the biang character.

"Hehe, this brother is right, and our shop, which has been passed down from our ancestors, is the shop where the show came!" At this time, the boss came forward and said with a smile.

"Really?" asked the little one, with some surprise.

"Naturally, our family's biangbiang noodles are the most authentic made in Chang'an!" said the boss unceremoniously.

"That's great!" the little guy nodded in anticipation.

"Since this old man knows this story, I'll give you a fifty percent discount on your noodles!, and no matter how much you eat, you'll be charged for the price of one bowl!" the boss suddenly patted his chest very arrogantly.

"Wow, uncle, you're so nice!" said the little one.

Ye Xiaoyao was on the side, nodded with a smile, didn't say anything, looking at the boss's confident appearance, Ye Xiaoyao couldn't help but believe the boss's words.

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