MTL - Gourmet Food Supplier-v3 Chapter 168 Master Xiang

The sunrise in the east indicates the beginning of the day, but it is only five o'clock, the sky is still dark, the sun is still sleeping lazily, and the horizon is still calm.

Winter is coming, and it is cold outside. As long as people open their mouths, they can exhale a white mist, indicating that the temperature outside is very unfriendly.

Yuan Zhou was awakened by his biological clock in this silence. He stood up and washed, changed clothes lightly, and went downstairs. After greeting the rice and the others, he plunged into the darkness.

And Yuanzhou’s getting up seems to be a signal on Taoxi Road. Not long after, the lights of sporadic people start to turn on. There are aunts and aunts who get up early to exercise, and there are a few people who rush to the morning shift. Naturally, most people get up to open shops of.

To maintain the same pace of opening as the God of Kitchen Store, it is natural to prepare in advance. Not to mention the shops on the street, the street vendors also arrived on Taoxi Road on time and on time to start the various openings. Preparations.

Yuan Zhou seemed to be in such a position as soon as he moved his whole body. He was accustomed to all these things. He greeted people proficiently while running. Sometimes when he didn't meet people, he started to think about doing it for Yin Ya. What breakfast.

To make breakfast for the diners, just shake it with the help of APP. Who will let him know more? It's so capricious, but you need to think about it every day if you make it to Yin Ya. You must not make Yin Ya feel bored. Keeping fresh at any time is good, just like a man keeps fresh at any time.

Every day running is the golden period when Yuanzhou wants to give Yin Ya a breakfast. It makes full use of the time gap, so that Yin Ya can get the best care without delay. It is also very dedicated.

"Boss Yuan, good morning."

A mid-air voice suddenly sounded. Compared with the faint voices of other elderly people, his voice can be said to be like a bell. Especially in such a quiet morning, most people will definitely be scared when they hear it. .

Yuanzhou has become accustomed to it, just like Yuanzhou passing by here on time every morning, the angle of standing, the position of his hands, and the decibel of the voice are exactly the same every day, just as recorded by the camera. .

"Good morning, Master Xiang."

After replying, he ran calmly in front of Master Xiang, Master Xiang, like every day, even though Yuan Zhou was out of sight, he still waved his arms vigorously, intending to express his closeness.

"Master Xiang is too polite." Yuan Zhou turned this thought into his mind and greeted the next neighborhood again.

After completing the important task of greeting Yuanzhou every day, Master Xiang began to return to the front of his stall.

"Boss Yuan is still so energetic today, and he must be in good health. That would be great." Master Xiang was pleased.

Yes, he insists on saying hello to Yuanzhou every day to confirm Yuanzhou's physical condition, especially since he didn't run by yesterday. If it weren't for normal business in the morning, he would like to visit him.

It’s no wonder that Master Xiang cares too much about Yuanzhou. If it weren’t for Yuanzhou’s words, he might not even be able to open a stall, and he didn’t know what to make a living.

In fact, at the beginning when Taoxi Road hadn't risen in Yuanzhou, although there were some shops, most of them were half dead, and Master Xiang was one of them.

Business is not very good, but it is not a problem to maintain food and clothing, especially when one person is full and the whole family is not hungry, plus Master Xiang does not have any big ambitions, and the days are so unsavory and not indifferent.

Maybe it's been a lifetime like this, Master Xiang didn't think there was anything bad, until Ultraman...ah, it was Yuanzhou that appeared.

From the time when the traffic on Taoxi Road increased, Master Xiang’s stall was affected. It was not obvious at the beginning. As the number of people increased, more and more hawkers stationed here, and many people’s tentacles were Very keen, especially these hawkers who walk the streets.

He sells noodles to the master, only sliced ​​noodles. Of course, the sliced ​​noodles he sells are naturally different from those of a clever master. The sliced ​​noodles are leaf after leaf, just like a meteor driving the moon, drawing an arc-shaped white line in the sky. , The noodle leaves fall into the soup pot, the soup rolls over, and it looks like a whitebait playing in the water, it looks really good, this one is totally absent.

It is impossible for the smashed seeds to have any tomato sauce, meat fried sauce, mutton soup, golden needle fungus and egg marinated, but they are served with seasonal vegetables, such as cucumber shreds, leek flowers, mung bean sprouts, boiled soybeans, green garlic, chili noodles, etc. Add some old vinegar and it sounds very delicious.

At Master Xiang, there are just a few green leaves besides the meat sauce. If it weren’t for the fact that the sliced ​​noodles are the most common and popular pasta in Jin Province, the hometown of pasta, plus the reputation of “the king of pasta”, just like him The small vendors have long been wiped out in the torrent.

In addition, on Taoxi Road, only Master Xiang's family sells sliced ​​noodles. Naturally, they also have some brand noodles. If you eat alone, your business will not be bad.

There is a lot of traffic. Even if there is only one restaurant, other noodles, such as cold noodles, noodles, etc., are definitely not one. There are more natural choices and fewer customers.

In order to make clear noodle soup, Yuanzhou once ate all the noodles on Taoxi Road to increase the experience and experience. Naturally, he also ate the sliced ​​noodles of Master Xiang.

Master Xiang and Yuanzhou, who have been to each other, are relatively familiar with each other. Even if the noodles are simple, he always insists on using the vegetables and meat of the day to fry the noodles. Regardless of the number of people, the noodles are all freshly ground flour. Fresh aroma of wheat.

Yuan Zhou's impression of Master Xiang was quite good, so when Master Xiang was on the verge of desperation, he gave him an idea, which was to retain Master Xiang's stall.

"Master Xiang, here is a bowl of noodles. I will definitely finish it in 20 minutes today."

"Hahaha, plum is bragging again, you only finished eating in 30 minutes yesterday, and 20 minutes today, what do you think it is, the speed is so fast."

"To Master, I think I will succeed in the challenge today. Li Zi will definitely not work."

A few young people crouched over, greeted the master familiarly, and then sat on the side of the table, waiting to face the master.

"Hahaha, it's you guys again, this has been a week in a row, courage is commendable, keep on working hard."

He smiled and said hello to the master while raising the knife in his hand to land and began to shave the noodles into the white mist and tumbling bucket.

The snow-white noodles rolled in the colorless water, like slices of crystal snowflakes, very beautiful.

Master Xiang is already used to doing it, so it only took a few minutes to walk over to a few people with a basin.

The eight-inch large basin, except for the dark meat sauce, is the snow-white noodles, and the emerald green onion looks very beautiful, but this can't cover up many facts.

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