Shanghai Embroidery Lady

Chapter 23 Ruyi Noodle Stall
"I can do both, let Boss Meng choose one." Ye Zijin's heart boiled like soup, praying that Meng Haoxiang could order one quickly, and let her go home after eating.

Meng Haoxiang didn't continue to ask her to choose a place, but said to Ah Cheng: "Then drive to the place with many restaurants first, and stop at the one that Ms. Ye likes."

Ye Zijin was stunned, depressed in her heart, watching helplessly that she was getting farther and farther away from home...Meng Haoxiang is really not an ordinary person, even having so much trouble to invite someone to dinner!

After driving for a while, the car arrived at a bustling area. Looking from the car, Ye Zijin was dazzled by the restaurant signs along the way.Old Wu intentionally drove slowly so that Ye Zijin could see the pick clearly.

Ye Zijin thought in her heart that it would take a long time to order and wait for the food to be served at the restaurant, and she didn't want to be with the tiger for so long, so she randomly grabbed a roadside noodle stall and said, "I want to go there Home."

Meng Haoxiang glanced at the roadside stall with the signboard of "Ruyi Noodles", and said, "Okay, just park in front."

Ah Cheng who was sitting in front suddenly reminded: "Brother Xiang, the location of the noodle stall is not very good. It's in the narrow passage between two buildings, I'm afraid..."

Meng Haoxiang knew what he was going to say, and interrupted: "I know, you take someone to clear the scene first."

"Yes." Ah Cheng said as he got out of the car, and took a few brothers towards the noodle stall. Ye Zijin saw that all the diners in the noodle stall had been kicked out, and even the noodle stall owner was terrified by the battle. .

After a while, the seats at the small noodle stall were empty, and Ah Cheng led a group of people to stand in front of the noodle stall and wait for Meng Haoxiang to eat noodles...

Ye Zijin was apologetic to the owner of the stall opposite and the customers who had been driven away. She didn't expect Meng Haoxiang to go to the roadside stall to eat bowls of noodles so earth-shattering.

She and Meng Haoxiang got out of the car and came to the noodle stall. Ye Zijin found a seat to sit down, but Meng Haoxiang stopped him suddenly.

"Wait." Meng Haoxiang took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket and spread it on the stool Ye Zijin was going to sit on.

Ye Zijin was only thinking about eating early and escaping for his life, so he didn't care if the tables and stools were not clean.

"Boss Meng... Miss, what do you want to eat..." The voice of the noodle stall owner trembled a little.

Ye Zijin thought for a while that the fastest noodles should be noodles with scallion oil, so he blurted out, "I want a tael of noodles with scallion oil."

Meng Haoxiang frowned and said, "It's cold now, it's best to have some noodle soup to warm up."

Seeing Meng Haoxiang glance at him, the owner of the noodle stall quickly added: "Yes, yes, the Yangchun noodles, shredded eel noodles, and shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables in our stall are all delicious, and the scallion oil is used up today..."

Scallion oil noodles...isn't there no soup?It's not cold noodles... Ye Zijin wants to cry but has no tears.

"Then two bowls of Yangchun noodles, one bowl of two taels, one bowl of three taels." Meng Haoxiang said decisively.

"I just want one tael, a small bowl!" Ye Zijin is used to eating slowly, and it takes at least half an hour for two sides, no, no, no, half an hour is like sitting on pins and needles!
Meng Haoxiang paused, and said: "One tael is not enough to eat, you are so thin, you should eat more. Just two taels, let's cook noodles."

The owner of the noodle stall heaved a sigh of relief as if he had been granted an amnesty, and hurried to the cauldron to uncover the lid. The hot noodle soup was bubbling and bubbling, and a white mist rose up. His hand throwing noodles was still shaking. shake.

Ye Zijin originally wanted to use the excuse of his small appetite to make a final fight, but now it seems that there is no hope.

Meng Haoxiang took out two pairs of chopsticks from the chopstick holder, looked at them and frowned, and the stall owner said, "Take this and wash it."

Nervous with fright, the noodle stall owner took the two pairs of chopsticks carefully, scooped up a scoop of water, washed them, and then returned them to Meng Haoxiang's hands.

Seeing how particular Meng Haoxiang is, Ye Zijin would agree to come to this kind of roadside stall to eat noodles. It's hard to imagine.

After a while, two bowls of steaming Yangchun noodles were brought up. On the thin noodles were a few slices of rapeseed, and in the clear soup were a few chopped green onions.The aroma is tangy, and it looks very appetizing.

Ye Zijin picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks, blew on it, and stuffed it into his mouth, followed by another big mouthful...

"Are you hungry?" Meng Haoxiang stopped the chopsticks in his hand and asked, "Do you want another bowl? You can eat slowly."

"No, no... Really, I don't need it... I'm going to eat soon..." Ye Zijin mumbled and refused with puffed cheeks.Another bowl, she really wants to cry...

At this time, a young man was struggling to push a flat cart past the noodle stall. There were two wooden barrels on the cart.

(End of this chapter)