The man just went downstairs and asked for a bowl of noodles for his child. He didn't expect his son, who is usually a picky eater, to eat it with great relish. He smelled very delicious, so he followed his son to taste it. After tasting it, he found this restaurant. The taste of the noodles was very good. After one bite, the hunger in his stomach was drawn out, and he couldn't help but went downstairs to ask for two more bowls.
As for this young scholar, he is a guest who lives in the opposite door of this man. He reads a book at night with the window open. When the man passed by with his face in his hand, the scent came in from the window, which caught his attention, so he followed him downstairs. Come.
Before Father Jiang and Uncle Cai could react, Jiang Li stepped forward to the man and the scholar and said, "Do you two need Yangchun noodles? Do you want to add fried eggs?"
The recipe of Yangchun noodles varies from place to place. In this world, there is no saying that fried eggs are added to Yangchun noodles. As soon as Jiang Li finished speaking, the man and the scholar asked at the same time, "Can you add eggs?"
"Of course." Jiang Li nodded and introduced eloquently, "Mid-rare, medium-rare, or well-done, you can choose. If the two guests like to eat eggs, it is recommended to choose medium-rare. The chopsticks are lightly placed in the middle of the egg yolk. With a light poke, the half-boiled egg yolk inside will overflow like quicksand, and after stirring, the aroma of the egg yolk will melt into the noodles, which is very delicious.”
His description made the man and the scholar swallow their saliva at the same time, as if smelling the deliciousness of the combination of the strong egg fragrance and the noodle fragrance, they looked at each other, and said in unison: "Add eggs, half-baked!"
"Okay." Jiang Li responded, "But you need to pay an extra penny for adding eggs."
The two replied: "No problem!"
Jiang Li nodded in satisfaction, and said to the man, "The elder brother just said that he wants two bowls, so why don't you just ask for a well-cooked fried egg?"
"No problem." The man responded readily.
After Jiang Li finished ordering in a few words, he turned and went into the kitchen again. Uncle Cai came to his senses and hurried over to ask the two guests to sit down and wait.
The man still had a child who needed to be taken care of upstairs, so he didn't sit down on the first floor, and said to Uncle Cai, "Send it upstairs" before going upstairs.
On the contrary, the scholar is alone, and it doesn’t matter where he waits, so he sat down, took a sip of the tea Uncle Cai just poured, and said to Jiang’s father who was standing at the checkout counter, “Boss, the smell from your side smells like It’s different from before! Changed the chef?”
He lived here yesterday, and ordered a bowl of Yangchun Noodles. At that time, he thought the taste was mediocre, quite satisfactory, neither bad nor delicious. He never thought that now he just smelled the smell of other people's bowls, so he couldn't help it. Want to have a taste.
Father Jiang still had half a bowl of noodles in his bowl, but there were people waiting here at this time, so he couldn't continue to eat, so he replied with a smile: "The chef didn't change it, my son just helped out the noodles just now. The one recommended to you."
The scholar was a little surprised when he heard the words, and looked in the direction of the kitchen. He didn't expect that the young man just now was the shopkeeper's son, and he was also the person who cooked the kitchen.
As the saying goes, "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen", the shopkeeper's son looked at a scholar's attire, why did he become a kitchen master
The scholar shook his head suspiciously. Although he was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions, but drank tea quietly and waited.
Seeing that there was nothing to do here, Uncle Cai turned around and went to the kitchen to light the fire for Jiang Li. Before he left, he didn't forget to take away the half bowl of noodles he left at the checkout counter.
Jiang Li cooked the noodles very quickly, and after a while, he and Uncle Cai came out with three bowls of Yangchun noodles, and a golden fried egg lay on top of each bowl of noodles.
Uncle Cai carried two bowls upstairs, and when Jiang Li passed the checkout counter, he put the other two fried eggs on the tray in front of Father Jiang, then brought another bowl of noodles to the scholar's table, and said to him: " Guest officer, please use it slowly."
This time, the Yangchun Noodles smelled like fried eggs. The scholar smelled that smell, and felt that his teeth were salivating uncontrollably. His stomach, which was just a little hungry, suddenly became rumbling.
He picked up the soup spoon, scooped up the noodle soup and drank several mouthfuls. The rich soup slid down his throat and flowed all the way into his stomach. The slight cold in the autumn night was dispelled by the hot soup, and the empty stomach felt warm. meaning.
"It's delicious!" The scholar sighed, and poked the yolk of the fried egg with his chopsticks. The golden yolk flowed out from the opening and spread into the soup. He stirred it a few times with the chopsticks, and the milky soup turned golden. When he got up, even the white noodles turned into a faint yellow color, and with the embellishment of green on the top, the overall look was very delicious, so he couldn't help but rolled up a handful of noodles with chopsticks, and started to eat.
Jiang Li went back to the checkout counter and saw that Jiang's father hadn't finished eating, so he urged him in a low voice: "Father, eat quickly, it will be cold in a while."
"Oh." Father Jiang nodded hurriedly, picked up the fried egg he prepared for himself, put it in his mouth and took a bite.
The fried egg is half-ripe, the yolk is neither soft nor hard, just right, the egg white is fried to a light yellow color, the edges are slightly crispy, and there are layers of light oil foam on it. When you bite it down, the aroma of lard and The fresh fragrance of the eggs spread out in the mouth, causing Jiang's father to narrow his eyes slightly.
good to eat!
This was Jiang's father's first feeling. He didn't swallow a bite, then took a second bite, and a third bite, and finished a fried egg in three or two bites.
Jiang Li thoughtfully handed him a cup of tea to relieve his tiredness. Seeing the old father's satisfied expression, he couldn't help being a little funny, but it was just a fried egg, and he was so easily satisfied.
But after thinking about it, it is understandable that his satisfaction is not only satisfied with the delicious food, but also because his son cooks for himself.
The scholar quickly finished eating a bowl of noodles, and even drank the soup at the bottom of the bowl. Then he put down the bowl, sighed contentedly, and said: "This is the best meal I have eaten in recent years. Delicious Yangchun noodles.”
When Jiang Li heard this, he answered with a smile: "Actually, the time is too urgent tonight, and I didn't have time to re-knead the noodles. The noodles are not strong enough. If the guest officer likes it, you can try something else tomorrow."
"Naturally, I must try something else tomorrow." The scholar responded immediately when he heard this, and then looked at Jiang Li, wondering: "By the way, little shopkeeper, I think you are also dressed as a scholar. So good at cooking? Among the scholars I know, there is no one who can cook."
"I thought about it in my spare time." Jiang Li made an excuse casually, "Since you call me a little shopkeeper, then I must want my son to inherit my father's business. I don't have any skills, how can I do it?"
"That's true." The scholar nodded in agreement. Although there is a saying that "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen", everyone has his own choice, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. After paying the money, he went upstairs.
Jiang Li handed over the silver he received to Father Jiang, seeing his hesitant expression on his face, he knew that he had some doubts about what he had just said, so he said, "Father, just say what you have to say."
"Li'er, you just said that the son inherited his father's business..." Jiang's father hesitated, "Is that what father thought?"
Jiang Li nodded: "Exactly, I came back this time to help you manage the business of the inn."
"Then you won't take the college exam next year?" Father Jiang asked hastily.
He sent his son to study in order to make him stand out and live a good life, instead of nestling in this small place like himself, unable to manage even a small inn. Unexpectedly, his son came from Puzhou When the university came back, he actually told him that he would take care of the inn business for him
"The time for the hospital examination is still early, let's talk about it next year." Jiang Li knew his intentions, so he didn't say anything dead, but changed the subject, "By the way, Dad, I have an idea, the third floor of our inn Lou, I want to turn the first and second floors into a restaurant, leaving only the third floor for guests to stay in, what do you think?"
"Change it to a restaurant?" Father Jiang asked in surprise, "Why do you think so suddenly? Now there are restaurants and restaurants everywhere in the town, and business is not easy."
Speaking of this, he sighed, with a sad face, obviously worn down by the bleak business these years, and he has lost confidence.
"I know, I thought so..."
Jiang Li succinctly explained his thoughts to Jiang's father. He planned to turn the first and second floors into a restaurant. There were eight rooms on the second floor. Although the field of vision on the second floor is not as good as that on the third floor, it is still quite open and should be popular.
In terms of just being an inn, their family is too disadvantaged in Qingshui Town, a tourist town full of inns, but it's different to be a restaurant.
As the saying goes, "the fragrance of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley". Work hard, don't worry about not being famous.
After hearing his words, Jiang's father pondered for a while, but did not immediately agree.
Jiang Li is not in a hurry, anyway, he has plenty of time, and the guests in the inn will definitely have to eat tomorrow, and then he will show his old father and use his strength to prove to him that he is not whimsical.
After making up his mind, Jiang Li talked to Jiang's father, and took his luggage back to his house in the backyard to take a bath. He had driven all day today, so he had some dust on his body.
When Yuanzheng was studying in Puzhou University, his room was empty, but Jiang's father cleaned it frequently, so it was very clean. Jiang Li didn't need to clean it too much, and went back to the room to get a change of clothes and went directly to take a shower.
After bathing, he went to the inn again, intending to keep watch with Father Jiang, but Father Jiang drove him back not long after.
Father Jiang said that he and Uncle Cai took turns to watch the night, and they didn't need Jiang Li's help, but Jiang Li couldn't hold him back, so he had to go back to his room to sleep. After riding in the carriage for several days, he was indeed a little tired, so he fell asleep.
The next day, Jiang Li got up early, and after washing up, he went to the inn to help Jiang's father. When he passed, he found that Xuan Qing got up earlier than him, and was still helping his father move the stool.
The three of them arranged the tables and chairs together, and Jiang Lilai opened the door of the inn, and as soon as he opened it, he heard a delicate and crisp voice: "Brother Jiangli, you are back!!"
With the sound of the sound, a pink figure rushed towards him, and it was about to jump on him. He subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but just as he moved, a hand suddenly appeared around his waist, wrapping him in his arms. past.
The pink figure was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
Xuan Qing supported Jiang Li's waist with one hand, looked at the woman on the ground expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice, "Female benefactor, please respect yourself."