Clear soup, fine noodles, stir with chopsticks, and the water waves in the soup present a winding and soft picture with an artistic sense, with a long, long-lasting and light aroma, occupying the taste and vision with an extremely domineering momentum All the attention of the dual senses.

Zhiman picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks as if he had awakened his self-awareness, and the soup flowed back into the bowl along with the noodles that left the soup bowl and became straight and no longer meandering out of beautiful curves, stimulating the fragrance endlessly .

The delicate and soft light yellow noodles are actually quite beautiful when you look at them seriously, with simple beauty and unadorned beauty.

I can't wait to stuff the noodles into my mouth, well, it looks soft and seems to be broken without any strength, but in fact, the firm and smooth noodles with the pure fragrance of grains are constantly exuding with the movement between the lips and teeth, Mouth overflowing.

What kind of feeling is this?

It's like in the early life space, they were in the endless golden wheat field, smelling the fragrance of wheat, the branches and vines were reaping the sickle crazily.

From wheat to flour to noodles, there are many processes that need to go through. The tender green malt drills out of the soil, thrives in the sun and rain, and finally bears a bunch of plump and heavy ears of wheat.

The harvested ears of wheat are detached by machines and turned into grains of wheat, then processed into flour, and then turned into noodles through flour.

Rather than saying that what they are tasting is a bowl of noodles, it is better to say that it is the fruit of nature and the labor of those who work hard to grow wheat.

This result, through simple and skillful processing and cooking, has become a sense of happiness that is so thick that it is about to overflow.

The layered taste of the noodles is not much inferior to that of the soup.

The beauty of the fragrance of grains is the ultimate taste enjoyment.

At the same time, the savory taste of scallops emerges from the fragrance of the grains. This taste from rivers, lakes and seas is overbearing and purely primitive.

They perfectly explain what is fresh and what is salty, coupled with the fragrance of chicken soup, the original taste of bamboo shoots soaked in chicken soup, shiitake mushrooms, green vegetables and other ingredients, wave after wave in the mouth Appear, release.

The noodles, like the soup, seem to taste light and simple, but only after entering the mouth can you enjoy the delicious peak feast brought to the taste buds by various subtle taste molecules.

His body trembled uncontrollably, which was the result of being too full of happiness.

Apart from trembling, they have no other way to express their inner happiness.

"Suck, suck..."

One mouthful after another, swallowing and chewing, the amount of noodles in the bowl was decreasing at an extremely fast speed. Xia Xiaohu who looked back saw Yingchun and the others eating like this, and gulped.

this face

It seems to have the same effect as the saying in human beings that the real person does not reveal his face.

"Immortal..."

The awakened greedy Xia Xiaohu quietly touched it, with a salivating expression on his face.

"Is this noodle delicious?"

Yingchun and the others ignored him, already immersed in the delicious world of noodles.

Without getting a response, Xia Xiaohu turned to Jianyan, "Cub, give me some."

Jian Yan's answer was to show him the basin with a smile, "Sorry, Uncle Hu, the noodles are gone, and the soup is gone."

A large bowl of noodles, because Yingchun and the others ate too much, and she added noodles in a seamless manner, all that was left in Yingchun's bowl.

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