Princess Against the World

It just tastes a little bit better than the noodles in ordinary noodle shops.

But it doesn’t mean that he is the best among a thousand kinds of noodles, right? !

But the old man didn't seem to hear the hypocrisy in it, and smiled happily: "You two also ate it? That's right... This taste is the taste of our century-old soup..."

Feng Chenglin aimed at the side door——

Ling Luoyu hasn't come out yet!

Okay, go ahead!

"Um...old man, I know that this century-old soup must be your family's secret recipe. Wouldn't it be a bit rude of me to ask?"

Zhao Sheng bit into the noodles: "..."

You know it's rude but you still ask! ?

"This... I'm not rude. It's just that the secret recipe of this century-old soup uses so many ingredients, and each ingredient requires a specific time and place of production. Even if I tell you, it's useless... because our family There is one most important secret ingredient in making old soup, and that is the soup! This soup... let me tell you, the production and selection of ingredients for the soup are even more special..."

The old man was interested, and there were not many guests all morning, so he briefly explained some of the preparation instructions for his soup.

Zhao Sheng looked at the side door from time to time——

Ling Luoyu said it was convenient, but it took such a long time, let alone convenient, it was enough time to go out for a walk.

But why hasn't she come back yet?

The most important thing is the old man's croaking in my ears.

He was chattering away as he talked about the process of making the soup, and his saliva was flying, while Feng Chenglin was listening with interest, looking like a little fanboy.

If he hadn't been afraid that the old man would become suspicious, he would probably have taken out a pen and ink to record it.

"Um, old man, I can take the liberty of saying what you just said..." Feng Chenglin frowned and made serious gestures: "Three boils... should you use boiling water to boil them, or should you put them in boiling water?" Boil it three times in the pot?”

"The three blanch the water is to drop it into boiling water, boil it, pick it up, and pass it through cold water again... This is the first blanch the water, the third blanch the water, that is three times in a row..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly understood and nodded: "Oh... I understand, I understand, old man, please continue, continue!"

"..."

Seeing that the sun had risen and the old man was still beaming with joy, Zhao Sheng pushed the bowl in front of him: "I'm full, first..."

"Ah, look at me, I have told you so much without even realizing it...Look, my face is cold. I'm so sorry, sir, for delaying your meal!"

The old man stood up with a smile and bowed apologetically.

"No delay, no delay, I like to eat hot noodles, and I also like to eat cold noodles... This cold noodles has a special taste..." Feng Chenglin glared at Zhao Sheng and took the cold noodles with a smile. Noodles, I took a big bite with my big chopsticks.

Zhao Sheng was so stared at that he didn't dare to move for a while, so he could only sit back with an embarrassed smile: "Um... old man, I was just eating and didn't listen carefully to what you said. If you don't mind, could you? Say it again?"

"Of course I don't dislike it, but I'm afraid it will affect your two masters' appetite..."

"It won't affect, it won't affect..." Zhao Sheng quickly invited the old man to sit down.

Looking at Feng Chenglin's look just now, if the old man really left, he would probably kick himself hard.

Feng Chenglin gave him a look that said, "You know what I mean" and continued eating noodles.