The sunrise in the east heralds the beginning of the day, but it is only five o'clock now, the sky is still dark, the sun is still sleeping lazily, and the horizon is still calm.
Winter is coming, and it's freezing outside. People can exhale a cloud of white mist just by opening their mouths outdoors, indicating that the temperature outside is very unfriendly.
It was in this silence that Yuan Zhou was awakened by his biological clock. He stood up skillfully, washed himself, changed clothes and went downstairs. After saying hello to Mi Mi and the others, he plunged into the darkness.
Yuan Zhou's getting up seemed to be a signal on Taoxi Road. After a while, the lights in scattered houses began to turn on. There were uncles and aunts who got up early to go out for exercise, and there were also a few people rushing to go to the early morning shift. Naturally, most people got up to open stores. of.
To maintain the same pace of opening a store as the God of Cooking store, it is natural to make preparations in advance. Not to mention the shops on the street, even the small vendors on the street arrived at Taoxi Road on time and started various preparations before the opening. preparation work.
As soon as he moved his whole body, Yuan Zhou seemed to be in such a position. He had become accustomed to these things. He greeted people skillfully while running, and occasionally started to think about doing it to Yin Ya when he didn't meet anyone. What breakfast.
When making breakfast for diners, he can just shake it with the help of an APP. Who knows how to do that? He is so willful, but when making breakfast for Yin Ya, you need to think about it every day. You must not let Yin Ya feel tired of eating. It’s good to stay fresh at all times, just like a man needs to stay fresh at all times.
Running every day is the prime time for Yuan Zhou to make breakfast for Yin Ya. He makes full use of the time gap and allows Yin Ya to receive the best care without wasting time. He is also very dedicated.
"Boss Yuan, good morning."
A powerful voice suddenly sounded. Compared with the weaker voices of other elderly people, his voice could be said to be as loud as a bell. Especially in such a quiet early morning, most people would definitely be frightened if they heard it unexpectedly. .
Yuan Zhou has become accustomed to it. Just like Yuan Zhou passes by here on time every morning, the angle of the man standing, the position of his hands, and the decibel of the voice are exactly the same every day, just like what was recorded by the camera. .
"Good morning, Master."
After replying, he calmly ran past Master Xiang, who, like every day, waved his arms vigorously even though Yuan Zhou could no longer see him, intending to express his closeness.
"You're too polite to Master Xiang." With this thought in his mind, Yuan Zhou greeted the next neighbor he passed by again.
After completing the important daily task of greeting Yuan Zhou, Master Xiang returned to his stall.
"Boss Yuan is still so energetic today and must be in good health. That's great." Master Xiang looked happy.
Yes, he insisted on greeting Yuan Zhou every day just to confirm Yuan Zhou's physical condition, especially since he didn't run by yesterday. If it hadn't been for normal business in the morning, he would have wanted to come and check on Yuan Zhou.
It's no wonder that Master Xiang cares too much about Yuan Zhou. In fact, if it weren't for Yuan Zhou's words, he might not even be able to open a stall, and he wouldn't know what to do for a living.
In fact, when Taoxi Road had not yet emerged in Yuanzhou, although there were some shops, most of them were half-dead, and Master Xiang was one of them.
The business was not very good, but it was still no problem to maintain food and clothing, especially when one person had enough to eat and the whole family was not hungry. In addition, Master Xiang really had no big ambitions, so the days went on just like that.
Maybe it was possible to live like this for the rest of his life, and Master Xiang didn't think there was anything wrong with it, until Ultraman... ah, it was Yuan Zhou who showed up.
From the time when the flow of people on Taoxi Road increased, Master Xiang's small stall was affected. It was not obvious at first. As the number of people increased, more and more vendors came here, and many people's tentacles were Very keen, especially these street vendors.
What he sells to the master is noodles, only knife-cut noodles. Of course, the knife-cut noodles he sells are naturally different from those of a skilled chef. The noodles he cuts out, one leaf after another, are like shooting stars chasing the moon, drawing an arc-shaped white line in the sky. , the noodle leaves fall into the soup pot, the soup rolls over the noodles, and it looks like whitebait playing in the water. It is really beautiful, but this one is not at all.
Saozi cannot have any tomato sauce, meat fried sauce, mutton soup, day needles, fungus, eggs, etc., but is served with seasonal fresh vegetables, such as cucumber shreds, chive flowers, mung bean sprouts, boiled soybeans, minced green garlic, chili noodles, etc. Add some old vinegar and it sounds very delicious.
At Chef Xiang's place, besides the meat sauce, there are only a few green leaves. If it weren't for the fact that the shaved noodles are the most common and popular noodles in Jin Province, the hometown of noodles, and the reputation of the "King of Noodles", he would be like this The small vendors have long been lost in the torrent.
In addition, Master Xiang's family is the only one on Taoxi Road that sells sliced noodles and naturally has some good reputations. For those who eat alone, business will not be much worse no matter how bad it is.
The flow of people increases, even if there is only one store for shaved noodles, but other noodles, such as cold noodles, mixed noodles, etc., will definitely not be the same. With more choices, there will naturally be fewer customers.
In order to make clear soup noodles, Yuanzhou ate all the noodles on Taoxi Road to increase his experience. Naturally, he also ate Master Xiang's knife-shaped noodles.
Master Xiang and Yuan Zhou have become quite familiar with each other after going back and forth. Even though Master Xiang's noodles are simple, he always insists on using the vegetables and meat of the day to stir-fry the dumplings. No matter how many people there are, even the noodles are made of freshly ground flour. A fresh wheat aroma.
Yuanzhou had a pretty good impression of Master Xiang, so when Master Xiang was almost at the end of his rope, he gave him an idea. This was how Master Xiang's stall was preserved.
"Master Xiang, give me a bowl of noodles. I will definitely finish it in twenty minutes today."
"Hahaha, Li Zi is bragging again. It took you thirty minutes to finish eating yesterday, but today it only takes twenty minutes. What do you think you are doing? You are so fast."
"Master Xiang, I think I will definitely succeed in the challenge today, but Li Zi will definitely not be able to do it."
Several young people came over shoulder to shoulder, greeted the master familiarly, and then sat at the table on one side, waiting to greet the master.
"Hahaha, it's you guys again. This has been going on for a week. You are so brave. Keep up the good work."
While greeting the master with a smile, he raised his knife and started cutting noodles into the noodle bucket, which was already filled with white mist and white water splashing out.
The snow-white noodles are rolling in the colorless water, like pieces of crystal snowflakes, very beautiful.
Master Xiang was already used to it, so it only took a few minutes for him to walk towards a few people with a basin of noodles, yes, just a basin.
The eight-inch basin was full of dark meat sauce, snow-white noodles, and green scallions. It looked very beautiful, but it couldn't hide the fact that it had many facts.
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