Chapter 49
When Xiaoai brought Cheng Yang to a small private noodle shop, she had never been there.
When I was still running a tea stall, I heard customers mention it and say it tasted great.
Following the route map she heard, they made many twists and turns. Ultimately, they even had to find a place to store their tricycle. They walked through several small alleys before finally finding it.
It was an ordinary household hidden deep in the alley. From the outside, it looked similar to Shi Xiaoai's house and was not even as big as its courtyard gate.
Standing at the door, staring at the house number, and confirming it again, Shi Xiaoai finally knocked on the door.
Cheng Yang didn't speak but asked with his eyes: "Is this right? Are you sure this is a restaurant?"
Xiao Ai answered when he was not using it, and a voice soon came from inside: "Who is it?"
The slightly hoarse man's voice carries a strong Sichuan flavor.
Shi Xiaoai immediately determined that he was in the right place.
She laughed and shouted: "Master Zhou, open the door!"
Soon, the courtyard door was opened from the inside, and a tall and thin man appeared inside.
He looked to be in his fifties, and although he was thin, he was very strong.
He was wearing a blue overalls. The clothes were old but very clean.
It could be because of being soaked in the kitchen for a long time; the man had a lingering smell of pepper and sesame oil, not to mention that it smelled strangely good.
Shi Xiaoai sniffed and said with a smile: "Wow, it smells so good! Master Zhou, do you have a lot of this oil at home? Can you sell me two bottles later?" The man seemed not to have expected that she would ask this question. Looked at her in astonishment and didn't answer for a moment.
At this time, there was a faint tendency for self-employed business people to emerge, but most of them, like Master Zhou, were hidden among the people.
These people only do business with acquaintances or secretly walk the streets to earn hard-earned money.
Naturally, people like Shi Xiaoai, who come to the door independently without acquaintances, are more prepared.
Shi Xiaoai knew this. She introduced herself first: "Master Zhou, we are one of your people. Captain Li recommended us. He said your noodles are delicious." After hearing Captain Li's three words, the vigilance on the man's face finally faded a little. He looked them both over, his eyes lingering on Cheng Yang's military uniform for a while, and then asked: "Just you two?" "Well,
Master Zhou, do you still have noodles now? I want to eat bean curd noodles. If there are white sugar glutinous rice cakes, give us some."
Seeing how skillfully she even ordered the dishes, Master Zhou completely relaxed his vigilance.
He then opened the door and let the two of them in.
When the two people entered the yard, Master Zhou closed the door again, pointed to the innermost room with a cotton curtain, and said, "Come in and sit down. You want to eat bean curd noodles. How many taels do you want?" "One tael.
"A bowl of two liang, four liang, more spicy and less spicy, and two bowls of noodle soup." Shi Xiaoai quickly ordered.
"The big bowl is thirty five cents a bowl, with four taels of food stamps; the small bowl is twenty five cents a bowl, with two taels of food stamps, and the noodle soup is free. Do you want glutinous rice cake? Fifty cents and four taels of food stamps."
"Yes, yes!" Shi Xiaoai replied without hesitation.
Then he took out the cloth bag that served as a wallet from her pocket, counted the corresponding bills, and handed them to Master Zhou.
Cheng Yang stood aside without saying a word, quietly acting transparently.
It wasn't until Master Zhou collected the money and left that they walked inside and sat at a table before asking softly: "Have you been here before?" "No, this store looks newly opened. How could I come?" Passed?" Shi Xiaoai shook her head.
Cheng Yang looked around, and sure enough, this room had just been painted. Judging from the color of the wall paint, it probably had been two months before it was painted.
The table in front of them was also newly painted.
"Who is Captain Li?" he asked again.
"Who knows who it is?"
Shi Xiaoai suddenly lowered her voice, covered half her mouth with her hand, and blinked at Cheng Yang: "I lied to him!" Cheng Yang: "..."
Cheng Yang looked shocked. With an expression on his face, Shi Xiaoai laughed.
She smiled proudly: "I heard it from the guests who came to drink tea.
I heard other people call the show-off person Captain Li or Captain Lu, and then I thought about cheating and maybe letting us in. I didn't expect it to work."
The more she thought about it, the more proud she became, and the pear dimples at the corners of her lips also appeared with a smile.
Cheng Yang didn't expect to hear such an explanation, nor did he wish his wife had such a naughty side.
Looking at Shi Xiaoai's smiling face, he felt he knew too little about her.
At the same time, he felt that as he got to know his wife better, he would like her even more.
Sitting face to face with her like this, looking at her, this kind of love will overflow. It made his body feel hot, and his heart was so complete that he wanted to explode.
Cheng Yang couldn't help but unbutton two buttons on his collar.
But even so, the heat didn't dissipate even a little. His Adam's apple rolled, and his big hand couldn't help but stretch out towards Shi Xiaoai's little hand on the table.
At this moment, the sound of a pot exploding came from outside.
Following the sound, a burst of unique aroma produced by adding onions and garlic into the pot rushed in from outside the opened cotton curtain.
The fragrance was so warm that Shi Xiaoai turned quickly, and Cheng Yang's hand disappeared.
At this moment, Cheng Yang couldn't tell whether he was more disappointed or grateful.
Soon, Master Zhou walked in carrying a big tray.
Two open porcelain bowls on the tray looked as big as small basins.
As he got closer and closer, the alluring spicy and fresh fragrance spread around the two of them, making their heads spin.
Cheng Yang stood up and took the noodles off the tray.
Then, I was attracted by that side.
This is the first time in his life that he has seen such a face!
The large porcelain bowl contains more than half a bowl of hand-pulled noodles. It can be seen that the ramen noodles are made with great skill.
A thick layer of miscellaneous bean meat sauce is poured into the noodles. The soy milk is fried in red oil. Not to mention, it is oily and fragrant. There is also a lot hidden in the sauce, cut into pieces the size of broken rice and fried to a spicy aroma. Crispy diced green onions.
The onions are chopped very finely and fried until they turn brown. Their unique aroma is contained in the fragrant meat sauce. Let alone eating it, you can feel the ultimate aroma just by looking at it.
With this miscellaneous bean meat sauce accompanying the noodles, Cheng Yang could already feel it must be invincible and delicious, but a thick layer of bean curd surrounded the meat sauce.
Snow-white tofu pudding surrounds the large bowl, with red meat sauce in the middle.
The yellow of the beans and the red of the meat paste echo the whiteness of the snow, making people's eyes light up.
"The noodles are ready; the glutinous rice cake will be here soon." Master Zhou put down the bowl, said hello, and went out.
It wasn't until he walked away that Cheng Yang lowered his voice and asked, "Is this tofu curd noodles? Isn't this tofu curd noodles?" "It's
called tofu curd noodles in the north, and it's called bean curd noodles in the south."
Shi Xiaoai explained as she explained while putting the small bowl in front of him.
At the same time, she remembered to tell Cheng Yang: "Mix it from the middle first; don't mix all the tofu pudding. This noodle must be delicious with one bite of noodles and one bite of tofu pudding."
Cheng Yang agreed, imitating his wife's example of mixing noodles. When I ate, I felt a sense of surprise in my heart.
He couldn't help but ask: "You also learned how to eat from Captain Li? Did he explain it in such detail?"
Shi Xiaoai stopped what he was doing.
She had eaten this noodle countless times in her previous life. How could she learn how to eat it from others?
But this is an optional snack in Yuncheng. It is usual for Cheng Yang to have questions, but how should she explain?
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