Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 1904 Omelette Noodles

In the alley behind the Conservatory of Music, there is an fried egg noodle restaurant. Hu Rui and her friends, along with Zhou Zhi and a few others, drove the car to the entrance of the alley, then walked in leisurely and sat down in the noodle restaurant.

"Oh, Tingting, Ruirui, Yuchu, Lexin!" The boss was very happy to see them: "You haven't come yet!"

When he saw Zhou Zhi, he couldn't help but be even more surprised: "Wow?! This is a rare guest!"

Zhou Zhi was happy. He had not been to this place for a long time. He smiled and greeted the boss: "Hello, Lao Li."

Many students of Sichuan Conservatory of Music earn extra money outside, especially those studying vocal music. Nowadays, nightclubs and bars across the city cannot be without music performances, and students of Sichuan Conservatory of Music are their favorite audience.

The students are also very professional. They are willing to spend money on everything from makeup to costumes. They are different from the amateur singers out there. Because they often take on assignments from the school, they can be considered the most "knowledgeable" students compared to others.

The night singing session would end at around 10:30 if it ended early, and it would be 11 o'clock when we got back to the school gate. We usually liked to eat a bowl of noodles here and then sneak back to the dormitory to sleep.

Lao Li's business was actually average at first, and he mainly sold in the morning. Later, Zhou Zhi asked him to change the noodles from water to dry noodles, cook them softer, make fried egg noodles, and not make them spicy, and sell them in the evening. Business picked up all of a sudden.

In addition to the students coming back from nightclubs, there are also some drinkers coming out of nightclubs, and even some taxi drivers who run at night know this place. Lao Li's business is even better than when Zhou Zhi came.

"It's still the same, Lao Li, your business is booming!"

"It's all thanks to everyone's support. I also want to thank you for your idea, Elbow. Business is even better now than it was in the morning."

"You're still doing morning work?" Zhou Zhixiao was surprised: "Old Li, you better take it easy. Your health is the capital of revolution."

"I'll leave it to my husband in the morning. It's my turn to rest." Old Li sighed, "Now that we live under the same roof, we get to see each other less often."

Zhou Zhi looked at the group of young and beautiful faces around him who were still wearing heavy makeup and stage costumes and said, "I don't think you can do this job for long. It won't be long before you have to work during the day and your wife will have to work at night."

Old Li showed a sly smile that said "any man would understand": "They are already making a fuss now. I said the child is still young and likes mom to take care of him. I am more patient than men in helping him with homework and coaxing him to sleep at night, so I earned this job."

People in Shudu like to look at beautiful girls, commonly known as "da wang". It seems that there is no similar word in other provinces.

A lot of Lao Li’s business may be attracted by these girls.

It's okay to look around, people are generally well-behaved. In a noodle shop, even if you want to pretend to be rich, there's little chance. There's the school's security room next to it and a police station at the other end, so no one dares to mess around.

Guan Tingting and the Big Baozi Band seemed to be frequent visitors here as well. Many people greeted them cordially. They should be their classmates, but they were very conscious and did not come over to harass them.

The others were also a little excited when they saw Guan Tingting and the others, but they followed suit in this atmosphere, which made Zhou Zhi feel that he had worried for nothing. Thinking about the grand ceremony of arranging fans to pick up people at the airport and take photos for them in the future, Zhou Zhi couldn't help but sigh that the world where fan culture has not yet flourished is really good in this aspect.

Fried egg noodles are very simple to make. It is just scrambled eggs with lard and boiling water, which is called "egg broth". Then add some ham, mushroom slices, pickled mustard, and lettuce. Put the cooked noodles in a bowl, sprinkle with pepper, salt, MSG, and chopped green onions, pour in the egg soup, and then add a little sesame oil.

It is served very quickly, has a rich flavor, nourishes the stomach and warms the heart, and makes the throat feel much more comfortable after a tiring night. It is very popular among singers and drinkers.

"Tingting, you guys really know how to find a good place." Mai Xiaomiao sipped the hot egg soup happily: "You have so many delicious foods here."

"The guy next to you is the real foodie." Guan Tingting said with a smile, "Old Li's business wasn't so good before, but after I gave him a few pointers, his business got better."

“No way? Elbow really knows everything?” Mai Xiaomiao felt that she had been very careful in collecting information about Zhouzhi. In addition to electronic information, financial venture capital, and cultural relics, she now discovered that there were still quite a few items missing.

I only found out tonight that Zhou Zhi has a precise grasp of the popular aesthetics of songs. It is said that the songs he selected for Su Fang and Guan Tingting's albums are all very popular. Judging from his cooking performance tonight, he not only understands music, but also cooking.

"If you want to eat delicious food, just rely on him." Hu Tianyu also gave Mai Xiaomiao some advice: "The largest Sichuan cuisine training school in Shuzhong owes him a big favor, and several Sichuan cuisine masters are very familiar with him."

"Yes, by the way, when can you take us to Rongleyuan again? I miss Master Zhang Yuanfu's dishes." Hu Lidong asked.

"You want to go but don't know how to go?" Zhou Zhi picked at the noodles and said, "You are worth more than you can afford."

"I can afford it, but I can't eat it!" Hu Lidong said, "Master Zhang no longer cooks in person except for teaching at the cooking school."

"You just can't let go of your pride." Zhou Zhi laughed and said, "You haven't reached the extreme of being a foodie yet. Look at Fu Xia. She rushed to the military cooking school just for a dish of mapo tofu, and ate beside Master Zhang's pot. After eating, she insisted that Master Zhang accept her as his apprentice. That's the kind of shamelessness that allows you to eat everything in the world."

"Fuxia?" Mai Xiaomiao asked, "Fuchsia Dunlop?"

"Huh? Since you know Fu Xia, you should know that Brother Elbow is a foodie?" Now it was Guan Tingting's turn to be curious.

"I've read her new book, called Shark's Fin and Sichuan Peppercorns, which is about the food she encountered while doing a show in China. It sold well and was recommended as the best bedtime reading by the Brennan Book Promotion Association."

"Fu Xia's first book was a translation of Elbow Brother's "Interesting Stories about Sichuan Cuisine". The English names of many dishes were decided by the two of them."

“Really?” Mai Xiaomiao was so shocked that she couldn’t even hold the noodles on her chopsticks. She seemed to have discovered another amazing “skill” of Zhou Zhi’s: “What’s the English name? I’ll go buy it and take a look.”

"There is a set in Suihuaxuan. The English version of this book is really not available in China. It is expensive and heavy." After a day or two of contact, Zhou Zhi has discovered that Mai Xiaomiao's Chinese is actually very good. Among native Chinese, it is considered to be quite outstanding. It is probably related to her family education. "There are Chinese ones, but if you like this kind of reading, there is a recent book "New Sichuan Cuisine Selection", which is worth reading."

"What are you busy with all day long?" Hu Tianyu immediately expressed some dissatisfaction: "You said you were busy all day long, but now you've revealed your true identity, right? If you're really busy, do you have time to read miscellaneous books?"