The days when I was a cafeteria aunt in nh

The performances on the streets of Hongdae have gradually increased recently.

The hot dance of beautiful women, or the street dance of handsome men, can attract a group of people to stop.

It was also rare for Zhao Yihe to join in the fun. After watching around, he finally stood in the circle of a beautiful girl dancing.

There are not many girls around, most of them are men.Zhao Yihe, a tall and handsome man, seemed a bit out of place.However, she doesn't care about everyone's opinion.After standing still, he carefully watched the beauty's stage, and then clapped his hands and left.

People don't want to give a reward, but I am still willing to give it if I applaud, at least I can't just go whoring for nothing.

After watching the performance, Zhao Yihe went back to his shop to open the door.After tidying up the table, I chose songs on the stereo for a long time, and finally chose "IWannaLoveYou" by He Hai.

It's not a special song selection, but when I turned to my playlist and saw this song, I suddenly remembered the two people who came over for dinner.

Lee Donghae is okay, but Lee Hyukjae is not the same as on stage.

Sure enough, the artist has two faces on and off the stage.

Full marks for working status.

After the weather gradually warmed up at noon, there were fewer people on the street.Zhao Yihe looked around and took a pot of sour plum soup to the elder sister next door. Before giving it to the guests, the elder sister drank a big cup first.

"I'm so happy to be able to drink a cup of sour plum soup in this weather." The elder sister said seriously, "How about I introduce you to someone?"

"You can put it down, I came to Korea to avoid my parents' urging marriage, and you introduced it to me?"

The introduction of her son failed before, and the elder sister gave full play to her idea of ​​wanting to be a matchmaker.

However, she also understands that twisted melons are not sweet, this is just saying.

Looking at Zhao Yihe's store, I'm afraid there is no shortage of handsome guys and beautiful women.

The eldest sister smiled happily, and before she could say a few words, someone came over for dinner again.Zhao Yihe also nodded and left. As soon as he went out, he saw a few girls standing at the door, looking into the room.

"Are you eating?" Zhao Yihe glanced up and down, and said with a smile, "Please come in."

The girls were not other people. I met street performers on the street just now.

Five people, followed by a man who should be a broker.After entering, I was also a little cautious, looking around and seemed to be curious about this place.

In a place like Hongdae, as long as it is a restaurant, basically the business will not be bad.Most of the Chinese restaurants in South Korea have relatively fixed names, such as 'Hong Kong Restaurant' and 'Sichuan Restaurant' named after the city, or the 'Great Wall' named after the scenery, 'Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon' named after the movie, etc.!

But he hasn't seen a Chinese restaurant named simply 'Eat'.

When seeing Chinese, everyone's first reaction is to switch in their minds.After recovering and knowing what it meant, I realized that I was already standing at the door of this shop.

"Otherwise, this is the place to go? The noodles with fried sauce shouldn't be very expensive." Xu Suzhi was also a little apprehensive.

From EXID's debut until now, it can almost be said that it has been muddled to the sky.Although there is a chance to be on a singing show, among other things, just the empty space under the stage is already very damaging to people's confidence.

Life has to go on, so the performance on the streets of Hongdae is also part of the publicity.

At least five of them thought so.

The manager felt that this was the only way to go, and nodded for a while: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yihe came out of the restaurant next door.Several people were a little surprised when their eyes fell on Zhao Yihe. Seeing the invitation from the other party, they came to their senses and knew that this was actually the boss?

Six people can only sit at two tables, and after sitting down, they didn't ask for a menu, "Excuse me, six servings of Jajiangmian."

Zhao Yihe looked up at a few people, took out the jug of sour plum soup from the side and poured it for them, "Then wait a moment."

Several people nodded hastily, and after watching Zhao Yihe off, they looked around the restaurant.

The decoration of the store looks simple, but it is also very warm.It looks like dried flowers in a bottle, and next to it is a small stereo with a knitted doll on it.

This little thing was given to Zhao Yihe by Jin Zhixiu who came again later. When she gave it to her, she looked embarrassed, but Zhao Yihe thought the gift was very beautiful and very happy.

"It won't be very expensive, right?" An Xiyan on the side suddenly whispered, "A place like this shouldn't be very cheap, right?"

After all, it is in Hongdae.

"Where can fried noodles be so expensive?" After the manager said, he also felt uncertain.

As soon as the two people finished speaking, Zhao Yihe came out of the room, holding a plate in his hand and placed it in front of several people, "Husband and wife lung slices, try it, traditional Chinese food."

"Boss, we didn't order this." The manager said nervously.

"It's okay, eat." Zhao Yihe waved his hand: "I saw your performance just now, this is a thank you gift."

Several people's eyes fell on Zhao Yihe, and they smiled in surprise, each in a different way.

Zhao Yihe didn't care, turned around and went back to the kitchen, and started making noodles with fried sauce.

This noodles with fried sauce is actually one of the dishes that Zhao Yihe cooks a lot.Generally, Koreans who don’t know their shop, the first dish they order when they come in is Jajangmyeon.She also delivered it to Song Zaishui and others before, and it was not a difficult dish.It's just that she is a little curious about how the couple feel about the couple's lungs.

Husband and wife lung slices are a well-known dish in Sichuan.It's like there is no wife in the wife cake, and there is no husband and wife lung in the couple's lung slice. It is just a dish developed by a simple couple together, so it is called this name.

Moreover, there are actually no lungs in this dish.It was originally called a couple's waste film.It means the leftover scraps of beef. The couple felt it was a pity to throw them away, so they developed this dish.

The ingredients include beef heart, beef tongue, tripe, and beef. After stewing with beef bone soup to taste, then slice it and add the prepared juice to the cold salad. After arranging the plate, pour in red oil!This color alone is addictive!

The few people outside are even more so.

The aroma of red oil is too irritating, not an unacceptable stimulus, but a stimulus that can stimulate people's appetite.

Several people approached the dish and looked at each other. An Xiyan spoke first: "I'll try it first."

"It's not a black shop, is it?"

"Hit us, we have no money!"

"Please, if they open a shop here, they still need to cheat us for money?"

"Don't talk, don't talk, eat first!"

An Xiyan took the chopsticks into his hands, and reached out to pick up a piece of tripe.The tripe has been treated very well, the outer layer of folds is covered with red oil.She couldn't take her eyes off the tripe at all, and the small bowl followed and immediately sent it to her mouth.

The tripe is cooked just right, and the seasoning is naturally top-notch.

At the entrance, the aroma of red oil is first, which invades your entire taste buds almost immediately, and then the crispness of tripe.

The tripe is springy in the mouth, the taste is strong, and the fragrance is full!At this time, put another peanut in the mouth!

"Isn't this too delicious!?" An Xiyan's eyes widened, "I also admit to being scammed."

Park Jung-hwa next to her also nodded, "It's too delicious, isn't it?"

"This beef is simply mixed, and it feels very tasty! Moreover, this chili oil is super fragrant!"

"Wooooooow, there's no beef for a long time."

"Is the boss really going to give it away? Isn't it great?"

A group of people outside started to eat super fast, and then suddenly slowed down. It seemed that a piece of meat had to be chewed and tasted for a long time, and they only cheered when Zhao Yihe brought the fried noodles with a tray.

"Wow, it's finally here!"

"Boss, this dish is super delicious!"

"Huh? The fried noodles seem to be a bit different."

Zhao Yihe nodded: "Traditional Chinese fried noodles, let's try it."

Several people looked a little surprised, or curious about unknown dishes.

Zhao Yihe didn't go far either, and sat at a fixed position at the cash register, watching several people making noodles.

It’s still the marinade of garlic sprouts minced meat, the fried sauce is made very thick, and the fried bean paste is full of fragrance. Even if it’s not the fried noodles they often eat, a few people who have worked all morning have no scruples at all. Not so much.

After mixing it well, An Xiyan still took the brunt of it and stuffed it into his mouth with a big gulp.

People who have eaten Jajangmyeon will be like this. Although they don’t think of it immediately every time they eat, they will want to eat it after a while.The noodles are covered with sauce, and the mouth is filled with one bite. Nothing can replace the satisfaction of carbohydrates.

The moment An Xiyan entered, her eyes widened involuntarily, and she glanced at other people. Someone was stuffing a bowl into her mouth, and someone was observing her expression.

Xu Suzhi looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Is it delicious?"

An Xiyan nodded hastily.

A group of people lowered their heads to eat noodles, and their actions looked like they were gobbling.

Zhajiang noodles are delicious, with a fresh flavor in the mouth, and the satisfaction of eating a little bit of diced meat when chewing is irreplaceable by other feelings.

Different from the sweet Korean noodles, the authentic Chinese noodles are still salty. The old Beijing noodles are delicious, but Zhao Yihe thinks they are too dry. The homemade noodles must be the best.

And this time, add a piece of husband and wife lung.

The beef tongue covered with red oil and seasonings is put on the noodles with fried sauce and delivered to the mouth.The beef tongue has a strong bite, and the red oil and the prepared sauce are mixed with the noodles. It doesn't make people feel salty at all, but the spicy taste and the salty taste are better blended together.

A little bit of satisfaction in the brain makes people want to sigh.

With his mouth full, An Xiyan subconsciously looked sideways at Zhao Yihe.

Zhao Yihe behind the cashier had a smile on his lips, also full of satisfaction.

For a chef, there is nothing more satisfying than eating the dishes he cooks cleanly and making people look super good-looking and delicious.