Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 59 Mr. Chen
Moreover, he saw aging in it.

So walked in.

At this time, there were not many people in the noodle restaurant, and Master He was sitting at the door, looking at the missing persons notice published on the Jingbao over and over again.

Every time I watch it, it's like watching it all over again.

"Chen Nian, greet the guests!" After a guest came, Master He just looked up and asked Chen Nian to greet the guests.

And Chen Nian looked at the other party's complexion changed.

"You follow me."

Yu Xiong adjusted his glasses: "No, I just happened to pass by, and I didn't expect you to be here, and I happened to have no lunch at noon, so bring me a bowl of noodles."

Chen Nian took a deep look at the other party, then went back to the kitchen to cook the noodles.

He didn't want his identity to be exposed.

After all, in the past three years alone, he had heard that Jing Bao had offended many people because he dared to say it.

I just came here to learn about face-to-face, even if I deal with Jingbao, it is because of Master He.

Make the noodles and serve them out on the table.

"Spicy scallion oil!" Yu Xiong couldn't help sighing as soon as he smelled the scallion oil!

Although he is from AH, he is still 10 minutes in love with Shanghai's scallion noodles.

Mix the dough skillfully.

Looking at the sauce-colored coat, Yu Xiong couldn't help admiring.

"Wait for me to go to Shanghai to borrow you, a cup of soup cakes with oil and green onions, wonderful, I didn't expect such delicious food to be found in this market and alley, just like a graceful village girl, although in the country, the style is not inferior to that of a famous lady Miss."

As a chef, who doesn't like others to praise his cooking skills.

At the beginning of Chen Nian, the other party thought that what this guy said was okay, so he directly changed Su Shi's sentence "I will borrow you from the West Lake, and a cup of soup cakes with oily shallots" was changed. Soup cakes mean noodles, and oily shallots are also It's scallion oil, but after hearing it, I suddenly thought what's going on with this guy?

Isn't this metaphor too bad?

She is obviously a wheat-colored and sporty girl, but you call her a village girl?

And Yu Xiong looked at Chen Nian's face, thinking that Chen Nian had never heard such a metaphor.

"I'm sorry, Brother Chen, I wrote a lot of sex stories in the newspapers in the past, and I still look forward to Haihan."

Chen Nian waved his hand, too lazy to argue with him.

After wiping the table after the guest left, Chen Nian suddenly thought of a question.

"By the way, don't you feel that there is something missing in this side?"

"Something is missing?" Yu Xiong raised his head and thought about it, then picked up a noodle and tasted it in his mouth, "No, I think it's delicious, not inferior to those in famous restaurants. .”

Chen Nian could see that there were some exaggerated elements in the other party's words, but they were basically from the heart.

Talking about whether a food tastes good or not is hard to fake.

Eating delicious food is a joy from the heart.

Soon the other party left after eating, and quietly told Chen Nian that the people in their editorial department were very satisfied with the content of this issue.

And when he was walking on the street just now, the newspaper boys in their hands basically ran out of newspapers.

He is happily squatting in the corner counting money.

He also said that he hoped that it would be best to have another article of this level next month.

Chen Nian naturally said that there is no problem.

If he didn't want to leave any evidence, he would have written everything in the next year.

And Chen Nian was also worried that if he gave him a year's amount in one go, he could send it all in one day.

Although the missing person notice appeared in the newspaper, He Miao still has no whereabouts.

It's just that there are slightly more people coming to He Ji Noodle Restaurant to eat.

A few days later, Sisi came to the store again and said that her new song became popular on the first day, and now she is the second most popular singer of Paramount.

Many people come here every day just to listen to her singing a sweet song.

Moreover, there are still many wealthy businessmen who want Na Sisi as a concubine. That is to say, Sheng Aiyi, the owner of Paramount, has a relatively strong background. He spent 50 oceans to build this place, and it soon became the No. [-] Hyatt House in the Far East. I can keep a thought.

"That's naturally excellent." Chen Nian brought up the noodles with scallion oil and put them in front of Sisi and said this.

Today, Sisi is wearing a light pink cheongsam, decorated with some exquisite unknown petals, the stamens are lifelike, making people feel like they are in the spring flowers, and they can smell the fragrance of flowers with a slight sniff.

While mixing noodles, Sisi said, "I've asked someone to post your missing person notice at the door, but I didn't expect you to have posted the news on the Jingbao."

"That's Editor-in-Chief Yu, who is willing to help publish the newspaper for free after hearing about it."

"Then why is it a coincidence that there was a person named Mr. Chen in the newspaper that day, who wrote an article, and that article spread in our dance hall, and everyone said that Mr. Chen's writing was really good. "

"Oh? Really? I have always admired people who can write articles, but unfortunately I can't."

"But you can write songs."

"That's what I heard from other people when I was a kid."

"Who?"

"You don't know me either."

"Why don't you tell me?"

"My neighbor, Aunt Deng."

"Well, I don't know."

Sisi only thought that Chen Nian was lying, but he seemed to know something in his heart, but she, who knew how to read words and emotions, didn't say it out.

Everyone has secrets in their hearts.

She left after eating, after paying of course.

Walking on the streets of Shanghai at night, she looked at the night sky.

What comes to mind is plain old clothes.

After a while she quickly shook her head.

"Could it be that rich men and business elites are tired of seeing it? Why does a boy who sells scallion noodles look so handsome?"

"No, is he just a noodle boy? Can a noodle boy write this kind of song?"

"Aunt Deng, it's thanks to him that he figured it out."

"And Mr. Chen should be him, right? If his surname is Chen, it's not hard to accept."

"The scallion noodles are really delicious, but I don't know if he will cook anything else."

Sisi was thinking like this while walking under the watery night.

Like an elf.

It seems that it is more holy than this moonlight.

And Chen Nian also looked at the back of the other party in the store, thinking that if he had a chance in the future, he must go to Paramount to watch her sing once.

I have never been to a place like a karaoke hall.

Of course, even if you go, the old age is to feel this era.

Only by understanding this era better can we make better noodles.

Well, yes, that's it.

Month after month passed, and 1931 came in a blink of an eye.

Chen Nian has already posted eleven articles in the name of Mr. Chen on the Jingbao, and every post will explode!

But no one knows the true identity of Mr. Chen.

Later, Teacher Chen even called five poisons together with Yu Xiong and other five people, and what he talked about was writing poisonously.

As for Chen Nian, he still hadn't figured out what Master He and Sisi said was missing one thing.

In the past year, Sisi basically came back every once in a while.

Tell Chen Nian what happened in Paramount.

Tell me about your childhood.

Just like a little girl, she doesn't have the airs of Paramount's second singer at all.

However, until the beginning of May and until July, Sisi never came to He Ji Noodle Restaurant even once.

……

The author recommends a book.

　There is a question, someone may say it, so let me say it here.

　　It is Paramount and Ye Shanghai, one was built in 32, and the other is a song from [-] years ago, but it would be better to use it here, so the old vinegar is ahead of time, not the old vinegar, but mainly to write about this time Duan, and these two are more appropriate to put here, so I used them for a while, don't blame the party.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)