Master Chen who has been busy for two hours

Chen Kee Noodle House has been in Old Street for 20 years.

The shop is small, with a slightly old plaque hanging at the door. There are only six tables in the hall, but it is neat and clean, with green plants planted in the corners. Once you enter the noodle shop, you can't help but slow down and enjoy the quiet atmosphere here.

The most attractive thing about Chenji Noodle House is its unique formula and craftsmanship.

The secret old soup should be boiled half a day in advance. First, slaughter the chicken, duck, and fish, remove the internal organs and sundries, then smash the pig bones, put them into the pot under cold water, and skim off the foam after the water boils , Rinse it with cold water after picking it up, drain the water and throw it into the stewed soup pot.

Then crush the old ginger, roll up the green onion and tie it into a knot, then add it.

Inject an appropriate amount of water and cooking wine, turn on high heat until it boils, and skim off the foam in the middle. When the soup is boiled to milky white, add a little pepper, then turn to medium heat and continue to boil until it is fresh. Fragrant soup base.

Such a time-consuming project requires the owner to be careful and careful, but in these years, most shops like to use machine-made ingredients, or choose slightly inferior ingredients, and the aroma is slightly inferior to Chen's noodle shop.

"Beautiful brother~ Today I want old noodle soup, sprinkle more spring onions."

The door of the noodle shop was pushed open, and the bell hanging on the lintel made a crisp "dingling" sound.

"Ah, why is it so early today." Hearing the voice, Chen Mei came out from the back kitchen, wiped the water stains on her hands, and said helplessly, "Don't call me beauty anymore, I'm sorry, just call me Brother Chen."

Zhao Jie was wearing a backpack and a blue plaid shirt. He chose a seat near the socket and sat down. He opened the backpack and said, "Brother Chen sounds very old, and you are a beauty!"

Chen Mei was born good-looking, but the neighbors recognized her as having fair skin, round almond eyes, and a slightly raised mouth, which was very pleasing.

When she was a child, Chen Mei was always pinched and called "Little Beauty" by her uncles and aunts. When Chen Mei grew up, she was also called "Beauty Brother" by the children in the neighborhood. Chen Meixiao is six years old, just graduated from university this year, and now works in a nearby game company.

Zhao Jie took out the computer in his bag, looked up at Chen Meidao with tears in his eyes, "I am so pitiful, there is a devil boss on top of my head, I want to eat something good, otherwise I will not survive today."

"It's nice to sit in the office." Chen Mei brought Zhao Jie ice cold jelly, and then went to the back kitchen to make old soup noodles for him, her voice was a little louder, "Your academic performance is the best among these children, It's promising."

"If my parents agree, I'd rather go to your shop to do small chores, at least I can have a good meal." Zhao Jie tapped his fingers on the laptop, and took a small spoon to suck the sweet-scented osmanthus jelly.

Chen Mei chuckled when she heard his words, kneaded the dough with all her strength, then stretched it into long and thin noodles, soaked them in the soup and cooked them. His movements were smooth and smooth, and she picked the biggest noodles The stewed eggs and well-proportioned beef are placed in a bowl, and finally a few small green vegetables are garnished on the noodles.

"It smells so good, bro, you don't even know that during the years when I went to college in other places, I crave your noodle soup the most. No one can make the taste of you and uncle. I can't get tired of eating it every day." Zhao Jie didn't wait for Chen Mei. Walking to his side, he quickly stepped up to pick up the tray, "I'll do it, wow, so much meat!"

Chen Mei said: "Just like it."

Zhao Jie took out the convenient chopsticks, broke them open, and couldn't wait to chew on the strong noodles, but just after taking two bites, the mobile phone placed by the table rang loudly, like a reminder for death.When Zhao Jie saw the group leader's name on the screen, he immediately became bitter.

"Hey, yes, I know..."

"...Stop scolding, if you scold again, you will make the child stupid."

"On the way, I saw the company building, and I'll be there soon."

After a few sentences, Zhao Jie hung up the phone, asked Chen Mei for a packing box, put the unfinished noodles into the box, and said to Chen Mei: "Brother, the company is in a hurry, so I'll go first, money I'll turn it around for you..." After saying that, he carried his bag and disappeared.

Half-year-old children always have quick legs and feet, and Chen Mei can't even catch up. His family has received many favors from the neighbors, and Chen Mei has never been willing to accept their money.

When he was 17 years old, his mother was seriously ill and needed a large amount of medical expenses. At that time, the business was not easy to do, and Mr. Chen could only go to other places to earn more money. Chen Mei took care of his mother while supporting the store to earn some money. For pocket money, the neighbors always gave him money, which lasted for a few years. After the operation, his mother's condition improved.

Had it not been for the friendliness of the neighbors in those years, the Chen Family Noodle House would have ceased to exist.

"Jingle—jingle—"

The bell started to ring again, and the business of the noodle shop officially started. After receiving orders from customers, Chen Mei got into the back kitchen and started to get busy.

Dongrong Center, the eighth floor, Longyinju Studio.

"It's all bugs, the game will be updated on the whole server tomorrow, how can it be released like this!"

Zhou Jingyang looked at the data, and after losing his temper at the morning meeting, he rolled up his sleeves and started coding.

The boss has started to do it himself, and the employees have to redouble their efforts. In fact, they have been busy for a week, and everyone has tried their best to surpass their opponents.

Zhou Jingyang is the boss of the studio. He and the other three team leaders are also the founders of Longyinju. They share the same goals and started planning games in college. A new type of national style game was released half a year ago.

While the novel content instantly attracted a large number of players, countless imitators also emerged. The market competition is abnormal, and they can only retain players through continuous improvement of the game experience, so this update is very important.

Zhao Jie slipped in through the back door, tiptoed back to his work station, continued to work with the computer in his hand, secretly eating two mouthfuls of noodle soup from time to time.

His home is close to the company. Yesterday, team leader Xu smelled that the child was smelly, so Shi En let him go back to rest for a night. In fact, most of the employees recently took a nap at their workstations.

The delicious smell of the old noodle soup diffused in a small area, and the colleague sitting next to him stretched his neck and looked in Zhao Jie's direction.

"What's the taste, what are you stealing?" Finally someone couldn't help breaking the low pressure, "Hurry up and hand over the work, I'm going to be poisoned to death by the box lunch!"

One person revolted, and the crowd was furious.

The studio began to search for the source of the aroma, and before Zhao Jie swallowed the last sip of the soup, he was reported by a neighbor.

"Jiezi was not only sent home, but also greedy us with delicious food, Team Leader Xu, you can't be so partial!!"

"Yeah, I haven't had breakfast yet!"

Team leader Xu raised his head from the screen, looked at the crowd coldly, and suppressed the rebels with just one look.

"Old Xu, the artist we are looking for this time seems to be a bit..." Zhou Jingyang frowned and looked at the information at hand, and just happened to push the door into the office of Group A, and his stomach was rumbling because of the sudden fragrance, and he said dully, "Ah, it smells so good , whoever ordered takeaway, bring me one for lunch."

"I'm hungry too! I want to eat too. I'll leave it to you, Jie Zi."

"I want it too. I've already transferred the money to you. I want this."

Holding the packing box, Zhao Jie looked at the team leader innocently, but he didn't expect that a bowl of noodles would become the last straw that crushed everyone.

Team leader Xu patted Zhao Jie on the shoulder: "... mine, without coriander."

After Chen Mei saw off the last guest in the morning, she received a call from Zhao Jie. After hearing his words, Chen Mei couldn't believe it: "Again, how many copies do you want? Fifty?"

"Don't worry, it should be finished, but it will take a little longer."

"About...about two hours, okay?"

Chen Mei hangs up the phone, hangs a closed sign at the door of the noodle shop, returns to the back kitchen, puts on her apron and rolls up her sleeves, facing the white and fat dough like an enemy.

……finally.

Master Chen, who had been busy for two hours, packed the finished noodle soup into a packing box, put them into two incubators, and moved them to the small electric donkey.

Chen Mei wiped the sweat from her forehead, stepped onto the seat with her long legs, turned the key with a "click", and started the small e-Donkey to head towards the destination.