Punch: From third-rate anchor to top chef

Chapter 92 93. The grandpa of [Xiaohe Noodle Restaurant] (recommendation ticket please, collection)
"Anchor, longxu noodles? Does Hangzhou also eat noodles?"

"Dragon Beard Noodles, I miss it a bit, but now many places don't have this."

"Hey, don't talk about it, there are too many things to do and too little money, and if you're tired from doing it, isn't it inevitable that you will disappear?"

"Speaking of which, the Cantonese morning tea here is also much less, and many old shops that have been around for 30 or [-] years don't have morning tea."

"Anchor, are you still looking for food part-time?"

"I know this. I'm a long-time fan. That was when the anchor only had a few thousand fans."

"When the anchor actually has thousands of fans?"

"What do you mean, skyscrapers were built in a day?"

"makes sense"

Li Xiao chatted with the water friend, and soon arrived at the destination.

【Xiaohe Noodle House】

Mobile phone confirms arrival
"Thanks, master."

Close the door and watch Didi Che leave.

Li Xiaocai turned his attention to this small noodle restaurant located in LC district. There were only two old people eating noodles in the store.

The signboard above the entrance [Xiaohe Noodle Restaurant] has also lost its original bright colors over the years, and the paint surface has been mottled, and it looks full of historical memories.

Without hesitation, Li Xiao strode in.

The stove was right at the door, and wisps of steam slowly emerged from the edge of the somewhat blackened wooden pot lid.

Behind the cauldron lay the dozing boss. At this time, he was fanning a cattail fan wrapped with a circle of red thread leisurely. When he saw Li Xiao coming in, he popped his head out from behind the cattail fan in surprise. whispering
"Ah Ping, pack two servings of dragon beard noodles and take them away, more green onions, no sesame oil"

"Brother Zhong, one serving of Longxu Noodles, eat here, more sesame oil, more chopped green onions, less soup"

"Uncle Yongping, one serving of Longxu noodles, boiled water soup base, no green onions, no oil, more vegetables"

"Sister Li, eat one piece of Longxu noodles here and take one away, no, no, Sister Li left last month."

"It's so late, eat all you should eat, why do you still come in?"

Li Xiao picked a table at random and sat down. The table was a little greasy. Although it was wiped clean, the grease had already seeped into the wood after years of use.

Li Xiao looked around and was even more sure that what Shuiyou was talking about was here, with 5 tables and a big pot, but the owner of the shop didn't know if he had changed people.

After all, the one who cooked the noodles for the water friends seemed to be a pretty lady, but now the one sitting behind the cauldron is an old man.

No menu was found, Li Xiao patted his forehead, how could such an old store have a menu?
Quickly stood up, came to the uncle behind the cauldron, and asked politely
"Master, do you have dragon beard noodles here?"

Li Xiao's voice was not loud, but it attracted the attention of everyone in the store, even though there were only three people in the store.

Li Xiao was a little nervous being stared at by the three of them, and laughed

"I have a friend who said that a long, long time ago, he came over to eat a bowl of longxu noodles. The bowl of noodles was delicious. I still remember it from time to time. I am doing a food live broadcast, so I helped him come and have a look."

"Live broadcast?" The uncle who had been muttering, looked Li Xiao up and down, and finally saw the camera in his hand.

"Are you from a TV station?" The uncle seemed a little happy.

"Uh, this, similar, similar job." Li Xiao didn't know how to use a few words to explain what the live broadcast was, so he had to deal with it, otherwise he would have to be talked about.

Hearing Li Xiao's confirmation, the uncle immediately regained his energy, took a deep breath, and stood up from the reclining chair. He never saw the laziness just now, and his face was filled with a warm smile.

"I said, brother reporter, your friend is really good at eating. I, [Xiaohe Noodle Restaurant], who doesn't know around here? My dragon beard noodles, I dare to say number one, but no one dares to say number one Second, why don't you have a bowl?"

Li Xiao nodded, a little startled by the boss's change, isn't this reaction a bit big.

"Just have a bowl and try it."

"Okay, are there any taboos? Our dragon beard noodles have chopped green onion, coriander, and lettuce." The boss is still very careful.

"No taboo, no taboo, you can do it normally." Li Xiao waved his hand.

"Okay, do you want to take a picture of me?" The boss asked very excitedly.

"Then, if you allow, of course I'm willing to shoot." Li Xiao nodded.

The boss was even more delighted when he heard that the production process was going to be filmed, and hurried to the attic. After about 10 minutes, the boss came down again.

Seeing the new image of the boss, Li Xiao gasped.

He was wearing a dark blue suit that didn't fit well. I think the beer belly was not so big when the uncle was young. Because of the age, the suit even turned yellow, and the tie knot that should have been very red has also turned dark red.

The originally very casual hair is also covered with a layer of gel, a very standard middle parted hair, the hair is divided in two from the middle, it looks smooth and smooth, but it is the gray color on the top, which does not match this retro trend.

The audience in the live broadcast room was surprised at first, and then laughed

"Haha, this old man is also very fashionable."

"I didn't expect to have such a desire to be photographed at such an advanced age."

"I feel very good, very energetic."

"He is paying attention to the anchor, put on the best clothes, don't do that."

"Yes, people in that era still valued these things very much."

The old man came down excitedly, walked in front of Li Xiao, and patted the clothes that he hadn't worn for a long time with some embarrassment.

"Do you think I'm dressed okay?"

Li Xiao nodded with a smile
"How can this work? It's quite good, and it's so spiritual."

The two old men who were still in the store also smiled and echoed
"That's right, old Kui, spirit, haha."

"Old Kui, you are very proficient in this technique, don't you go out to dance every day after closing the stall!! Haha"

The old man has a serious face and his hands are like chasing flies

"Go ahead, what are you messing around with? I'm going to be on TV later, so don't yell around."

Speaking of which, the old man seemed to think of something, and asked nervously

"It doesn't matter if there are guests?"

Li Xiao wiped off the non-existent cold sweat. From the looks of it, if he wanted to talk about influence, wouldn't he have to drive people away?

Hastily waved his hand and said
"It doesn't affect, it doesn't affect, our program is not that kind of serious program."

The old man nodded after listening, but he still said uneasy to the two old men who were still eating noodles
"I'm going to be on TV right now, you can't make trouble!"

The two old men are not in a good mood
"Hey, you old Kui, why don't we bother you if we have nothing to do, you can make noodles if you want, so much nonsense."

The old man hurriedly walked to the sink and washed his hands, picked up the towel embroidered with red flowers beside him and wiped his hands clean.

"So I started?"

Li Xiao nodded seriously
"It's okay, just start."

(End of this chapter)