Food starts from cooking

Chapter 42 Mr. Meng's Memory, Special Flour
What a filial piety!

I'm already like this, and I'm still grabbing food from my mouth?

"Dad, don't be angry when you are old. You are in such a body. It is not good to eat too much. There is still so much. Let us help you!"

Meng Guanwen said while sucking.

The other children also kept saying yes.

"Hmph, when I was in war, I could eat seven or eight bowls of bowls twice as big as this one, let alone such delicious noodles. I thought I didn't know what you were thinking!"

The old man was very angry, he was talking to his son and daughter, then he turned his head and smiled at Zhou You: "Master Zhou, I'm sorry to trouble you!"

He gave bowls of rice to Mr. Meng, and Mr. Meng did eat more and more slowly.

His body does not allow him to eat Hesai, but even so, Mr. Meng has already eaten too much today.

Seeing this, the others breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, those who ate the buckwheat glutinous rice all drank the soup cleanly.

"This week's master's craftsmanship is too good!"

"Yeah, the noodles are chewy and springy. They taste moderately soft and firm, smooth but not greasy, and they don't have the weird taste of ordinary soba noodles!"

"Especially with this sour soup, a mouthful of soup, a mouthful of noodles, the gods will not change it!"

"This oil residue is also delicious. Soaked in soup, the outside is soaked in the soup and softened. It tastes a bit sour, but the inside is still crispy, and it's crunchy when bitten!"

The toppings are different, and the natural taste is also different, such as tomatoes, the taste is more sour!
The bowl of noodles was quickly eaten up, and the rest of the Meng family ate happily, but they still seemed to be a little bit unsatisfied.

This is normal, after all, there is only one bowl of noodles, and the four generations of the Meng family are in the same family, and some of them haven't even eaten it yet, just watching others eat it.

But now everyone is most concerned about Mr. Meng.

"Dad, what's the matter, this tastes better than what you've eaten before!"

Mr. Meng put down his chopsticks a long time ago, and fell silent when he heard the words. Is it more fragrant than the bowl of noodles in memory?
Have it?

There's none?
He couldn't explain it himself, but in the end, he shook his head and said, "It's still the bowl of noodles in my memory!"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the hall.

Or the bowl of noodle fragrance in memory?
You know, most of the members of the Meng family work in government agencies, especially the third generation, because the old man is blessed and lives a stable life, and he has never eaten any noodles, but today's meal of buckwheat noodles is really a must. The Baian master in the inner Yingbin building is far behind.

But it's such a delicious noodle, but it can't compare to the bowl of noodle in the old man's memory?
Not to mention that the rest of the Meng family were stunned, even Zhou You was shocked.

As for the first bowl of noodles, he used [-]% of his energy, but the second bowl, no matter what, it was probably [-]% of the power, but he didn't pay attention to the quality of the ingredients, but this is a big restaurant after all, even if the soba noodles have other toppings Not top notch, but not bad either.

Eight successes, but not as good as a bowl of noodles in his memory?

It seems that Mr. Meng really met the God of Cooking back then?
But this didn't hurt Zhou You, on the contrary, it aroused his competitive spirit.

So he said a few words to the old man, and then went back to the kitchen again, and soon, another side was served.

The old man, the Meng family and others continue to eat!
It was the same as before, the old man tasted it, and then admired it, as for the others...

One eats more happily than the other, and the hall is full of the sound of noodles!

But the problem is, these noodles are not the taste that the old man remembers.

"Old man, I want to ask you, under what circumstances did you eat that bowl of noodles!"

Finally, Zhou You couldn't take it anymore, and suddenly thought of something.

Mr. Meng took a deep breath, his eyes began to loosen, and his thoughts slowly drifted to 70 years ago.

"That was... 70 years ago, when I was just 16 years old, I was in the XX class of XXX company, and I was just a recruit who had just joined the army. During the XX war, I was transferred to Qinling to fight sniper warfare..."

As he spoke, the old man's voice trembled a little at first, obviously the events of that year left a deep impression on him.

"It's gone, it's all gone. I was the only one left in the class. Later, because I was hit by a stray bullet, when I woke up..."

Having said that, Mr. Meng was silent for a long time.

"It was afternoon, and the sun was shining through the window, so I woke up feeling glaring, but the environment was very quiet, and there was even a faint fragrance in the air, probably because I made a noise when I got up, someone came in! "

"It's... she's wearing a jacket... yelling mother outside, wake up!"

"Aunt Liu brought me a bowl of noodles, and that bowl of noodles...is the most delicious bowl I've ever eaten!"

It wasn't until Zhou You finished speaking that Zhou You came back to his senses, and the aura in his mind became brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, something appeared in his mind, instead of buckwheat noodles, Zhou You slapped his thigh and ran out directly.

"Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu!"

Here Zhang Yu heard Zhou You's voice, and quickly responded.

"Go, find me... hurry up!"

"Ah? This thing... I'm afraid it's a bit hard to find!"

"Run more places and find a few people!"

It's hard to find, but it's not impossible to find.

It's also Zhou You's carelessness, he should have asked at the beginning, and he was fooled by Meng Guanwen's words, no, it should be said that he was blinded by a leaf, which caused him to miss the root of the matter!

In the hall, everyone saw that the old man was not in a good mood, and the atmosphere that was a little joyful just now also fell silent.

At this moment, Tangtang said weakly: "Grandpa, eat candy!"

The little guy took out a candy from his pocket and reached out to Mr. Meng.

Mr. Meng was stunned for a moment, the sadness on his face was fleeting, and he smiled and said, "Hey, you're so good!" He glanced at Meng Zhiqiang again: "Don't just know about work all day long, pay more attention to your wife and children!"

"Got it, Grandpa!"

Meng Zhiqiang quickly responded.

Because of Tangtang, the atmosphere gradually became more relaxed.

And at this time, the kitchen!

Zhang Yu ran in with the phone!
"Master Zhou, I found it, I found it!"

A thing that even Chuanhai Restaurant didn't have was finally put in front of Zhou You.

Zhang Yu panted, and said, "It's really hard to find this thing. I dragged it through several supermarkets, and finally found it in a noodle mill!"

"Okay, that's it, but...you have to look at the proportions!"

In no time, several doughs were kneaded and cooked separately, and as for the soup...

"Master Zhou, it's really just vinegar and salt!"

"That's enough, just put vinegar in this pot!"

Soon, Zhou You came back again, and the waiter behind him was carrying several pots!

"Master Zhou, it's really troublesome, just forget it if you can't find it!"

Mr. Meng is not a messy person.

Zhou You said: "This is the last time, you can try it!"

The first noodle was delivered to old man Meng, but it was not as good as the previous one just because of its appearance.

But because everyone had already tasted Zhou You's craft, they all watched eagerly.

Finally, Mr. Meng moved his chopsticks.

At the first mouthful, old man Meng was stunned, then looked up at Zhou You.

"no?"

"Then go on!"

Seeing that the old man just took a sip and then stopped eating, Meng Guanwen was going to grab the bowl, but Zhou You and the old man stopped him.

"Wait first, let's eat together after tasting!"

bowl!
Two bowls!

Three bowls!

at last……

When it was the fourth bowl, Mr. Meng suddenly stopped holding the bowl, staring straight at the noodles in the bowl, and it started to turn red slowly, even...

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you!"

"Grandpa...why are you crying!"

Everyone was shocked!

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