The Miraculous Doctor of the Female President, Abandoned Young Master

The proprietress was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "My surname is indeed Wang, but I see that you are very unfamiliar. How do you know my surname is Wang?"

Zhou Muyan stood up excitedly: "Is it Uncle Lei who is making noodles?

Still remember me?

More than ten years ago, a little girl with long braids and her mother often came here to eat oily and spicy noodles, and they asked for quite a lot, medium spicy..."

"Medium spicy, put more vegetables, sweet ones should not be too salty, right?"

Aunt Wang and Zhou Muyan said the rest of the words at the same time, word for word.

No wonder what Su Chen said in the report just now made Zhou Muyan feel very familiar, so he fully remembered it now.

Haven't been here for a long time.

Aunt Wang was also very happy, and shouted to the back kitchen: "Old Lei, come out, who is here? Remember that little girl with long braids who was very beautiful and loved to eat our noodles?"

"Why don't you remember? She is a regular customer of our family. She eats it at least once every two days. When she comes with her mother, she can eat a big bowl every time..."

A kind uncle came out from the back kitchen, he should be Uncle Lei.

"Are you that little girl?"

Zhou Muyan nodded happily: "It's me, Uncle Lei, before you opened a shop at Tianshuijing, I went abroad for a while, and I couldn't find you when I came back..."

"Yeah, it's been more than ten years, and the village in the city was rebuilt. We moved several times before we settled in this place. I really didn't expect to see you here again. How is your mother, are you okay?"

Hearing Uncle Lei asking about his mother, Zhou Muyan suddenly stopped talking, and his eye circles were a little red.

Aunt Wang saw it, and hurriedly said: "The child finally found this place, hurry up, show your housekeeping skills, and do it well!"

"Okay! Come right away!"

After finishing speaking, Aunt Wang entered the back kitchen with Uncle Lei.

Zhou Muyan turned his head, adjusted his emotions, and asked, "How do you know this place?"

Su Chen said with a smile: "I also like to eat oily and spicy noodles. Many of them don't suit my taste, so I kept looking for them, and I happened to come across this place and thought it was good, so I brought you here..."

"nonsense!"

"You don't have a single word of truth in your mouth. How can you find it in such a remote place, and the taste of the noodles is completely my favorite. Don't tell me it's a coincidence."

In fact, Su Chen was able to find this place entirely because of his previous life.

In her previous life, Su Chen once heard from Zhou Muyan that she could not find her favorite spicy noodle restaurant.

What she misses so much is not only the taste of noodles, but also the beautiful memories she shared with her mother.

When Su Chen woke up from a coma, Zhou Muyan had already died of illness.

He frantically searched for all traces of Zhou Muyan in this city.

By accident, he entered this small shop.

After chatting with the proprietress, he was even more sure that this was the shop Zhou Muyan was talking about.

At that time, whenever Su Chen missed Zhou Muyan, no matter how far away he was, he would run over to eat a bowl of noodles, and would cry so hard every time.

A bowl of noodles made him taste the taste of longing.

Su Chen couldn't tell her the real reason, so he said: "Because I have investigated you very seriously, I am a professional intelligence businessman.

In order to be able to eat soft rice smoothly, I have put in a lot of effort, how is it, are you satisfied? "

"cut!"

Zhou Muyan would never believe Su Chen's nonsense.

"Come on, wait a long time, haha ​​noodles are ready, eat while it's hot!"

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Wang."

Zhou Muyan looked happy, and picked up the bowl to stir.

Su Chen took her bowl first.

Just when Zhou Muyan was about to lose his temper because of his robbery, he saw that Su Chen just wanted to make noodles for him.

"If this oil-splashed noodles are to be delicious, it is very particular.

One is that the noodles should be cooked with precision, and the timing of scooping up the noodles must be very precise, neither soft nor hard nor lumpy.

The second is to splash, it must have the momentum of the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky, pour it on the pepper noodles, and pour it on the chopped green onion and minced garlic.

There must be a lot of oil. After the oil is poured, the pot is still hot. Put the vinegar into the pot, let it simmer for a while, pour it on the noodles, and put a little light soy sauce.

Serve with noodle soup and raw garlic. "

While Su Chen was introducing, he skillfully stirred the noodles in the bowl.

"The last point is stirring, turning up and down, vigorously stirring.

Hold the handle of the bowl with one hand, and stir it with the other. After the saliva moistens your throat, you can eat deliciously, don't wipe your sweat, and eat garlic soon.

After eating a bowl, wipe your sweat and wipe your mouth, the temperature of the noodle soup is just right for you to drink.

Immediately, there was a feeling of calming the country and swallowing the universe. "

Su Chen mixed the noodles and handed them to Zhou Muyan, but Zhou Muyan was a little embarrassed by his recklessness just now.

Aunt Wang saw everything in her eyes just now, and couldn't help boasting: "I didn't expect it, young man, you know this better than us, and I think it's super delicious after listening to you.

Girl, you are lucky to have such a boyfriend..."

Su Chen smiled slightly when he heard the praise.

"He's not..."

Zhou Muyan wanted to explain, but he stopped after half a sentence, and Meimei took a big mouthful of noodles into her mouth.

Su Chen kept looking at Zhou Muyan, wanting to know immediately what she thought of her noodle mixing skills.

However, Zhou Muyan only took one bite, but cried.

"Mu Yan, what's wrong? Is it because I didn't mix it well? Can I mix it again? Boss..."

Zhou Muyan reached out to stop him.

"It's delicious, exactly the same as my mother's mix..."

It turned out that Zhou Muyan was crying because he missed his mother.

Su Chen was able to do this because he came here in his previous life and asked Aunt Wang about Zhou Muyan's childhood.

From Aunt Wang's few words, I slowly explored and imitated Zhou Muyan's mother in making noodles.

In his previous life, he didn't know how many times he mixed noodles in this small shop. This time, he can finally really mix noodles for his beloved one.

At this moment, Su Chen's heart felt refreshed, as if the boulder that had been blocking his heart collapsed in an instant.

Finally, when this day came, his nose was sore and he wanted to cry.

"I cry because I miss my mother, why are you crying, a big man?"

Seeing Su Chen's eyes flushed, Zhou Muyan leaned over, curious.

Because sometimes, Su Chen is cold like a god of war, which makes her very scared, but sometimes he is like a close old friend, which makes her feel very at ease, such as now.

Su Chen grinned: "I'm crying because I saw you, a beautiful woman, how ugly you are when you cry, you're so ugly!"

"roll!"

Hearing Su Chen's unrighteous answer, Zhou Muyan laughed angrily.

To be honest, she herself forgot how long it had been since she smiled so easily.

"Don't tell me that your ability to mix noodles is based on the information I have obtained?"

Su Chen narrowed his eyes, and said mysteriously: "That's natural, serving the rich woman well and eating soft food for a long time is the most persistent goal in my life.

How about rich woman, are you satisfied with my craftsmanship? "

"Let's make do with it..."

"That's fine, let's raise the salary, raise the salary..."

"You did a good job this time, so just pay off the fine for being late at noon..."

Su Chen: "It's really picky..."