frightfiction 347 Auntie loves to eat braised noodles
347 Auntie loves to eat braised noodles
Hearing Xiang Ling's voice, Su Cheng asked Shen He to continue helping Chenglong bathe and left the nursery.
Seeing Xiang Ling standing at the door with her arms akimbo, looking around, her little mouth pouting slightly, as if she could hang a bucket, "Manager, it's time to eat."
Su Cheng scratched his head and walked out, "Okay, I understand, I'll be there in a minute."
Xiang Ling snorted softly and reminded, "Didn't you say you want to go see Yun Jin's play? You have to finish your meal quickly and go there. Yun Jin is very popular. If you go later, you won't be able to get a seat."
Su Cheng remembered that it had been a day since he handed the Variety Monster to Yun Jin, and today was the day of Yun Jin's performance.
He was going to see if the Variety Monster could complete the task.
However, Shen He was always worried about leaving her alone in the store.
It's better to take her with you.
So, he shouted into the nursery, "Miss Shen He."
"Huh?" Shen He walked out with a wet white towel in his hand. When he saw Xiang Ling, his sapphire blue eyes flashed like sea water for a moment, and he asked coldly, "Who is she?"
Su Cheng introduced, "This is Xiang Ling, and this is Shen He. Xiang Ling is the chef of Wanmin Hall next door. Shen He is, um, my new employee who is responsible for helping the elf shop with cooking."
Xiangling blinked her big watery eyes and stared at Shen He for a long time. She felt that there was an indescribable aura about her, like a high mountain flower coming out of the mountains, which seemed difficult to get close to.
Then, she looked at Su Cheng with suspicious eyes, "Store manager, your little elf shop is actually hiring employees?"
Su Cheng said, "Don't compare the Elf Shop with Wanmin Tang."
Xiang Ling chuckled, "Wan Min Tang, no matter how many diners there are, two people can handle it."
Su Cheng shook his head, "Okay, I know you are very good, the first-class chef in Liyue."
Xiang Ling then asked, "Speaking of which, I don't know if there is anyone else here. What does she like to eat? I'll make it right away when I get back."
Su Cheng leaned over and whispered in Xiang Ling's ear, "You'd better make a bucket of mountain delicacies hot braised noodles. Make it like a normal home-cooked dish. It doesn't need to be cooked to the extreme. Don't add slime."
Xiang Ling was surprised. When cooking, you have to be the best. There is no reason to cook like an average person.
Also, eat a bucket of mountain delicacies hot braised noodles alone.
This appetite is a bit exaggerated.
Xiang Ling Gulu spat. Of course, he must try his best to meet the diners' requests. "Then I'll go over and prepare. You guys should come over as soon as possible. The food won't taste good when it's cold."
After saying that, Xiangling slipped back to the next door.
During the conversation between Su Cheng and Xiang Ling, Shen He remained silent. When Xiang Ling disappeared from sight, she suddenly asked, "Was she threatening you just now?"
Su Cheng smiled and said, "Of course not, she came to ask me about lunch. Let's go to the Wanmin Hall next door to have dinner together. Our elf shop is very humane. We will get off work at that time."
Shen He put down the towel in his hand and went to the Wanmin Hall next door with Su Cheng.
As usual, they found a seat by the window and sat down.
At this time, there were not many people in Wanmin Hall.
The dining environment is also relatively quiet.
"Let's eat." Xiangling shouted, carrying a large bucket of mountain delicacies, braised noodles, duck with green onions, and a dinner plate on the forehead of the rice cake.
"Delicious mountain delicacies braised noodles, spicy pure heart mixed with mint, boiled black back bass, please use it slowly." Xiang Ling smiled and brought the dishes to the table.
"Well, it smells delicious." Su Cheng looked at the food in front of him and gave Xiang Ling a thumbs up, "Miss Shen He, please, you're welcome."
Shen He smelled the food in front of her and was indifferent to the spicy mint and sea bass. Only the bucket of mountain delicacies braised noodles in front of her had an indescribable familiarity to her.
"Don't be formal. Our elf shop provides food and accommodation, so you can eat with all your heart." Su Cheng stood up and took the initiative to add a bowl of braised noodles for her.
Shen He nodded slightly, holding the chopsticks in fists with both hands, stirring and stirring, wanting to eat, but was stunned again.
Su Cheng taught her how to use chopsticks. She was very smart and knew it well.
She took a bite of the noodles. The sauce was mellow and the noodles were soft and silky. It tasted particularly refreshing.
What's more, it smelled like the home-cooked food she had eaten when she was a child.
She was abandoned by her father when she was a child. By chance, she became a disciple of Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun and studied Taoism.
She once ran back to her hometown to see it.
However, the place was so devastated that there was no place for her.
Only the local delicacies and braised noodles there made her feel like home.
Once I eat it, I feel like I was a kid again.
At that time, my mother was still alive and my father was still normal. I lived a carefree and happy life every day.
But after his mother passed away, his father went crazy, frantically looking for a way to resurrect his mother, abandoning her, and even wanted to use her life as a blood sacrifice.
Fortunately, Zhenjun rescued her, otherwise, she would have met her mother in another world today.
Thinking about it, it's really sad.
Shen He asked in a deep voice, "Store manager, how do you know that I like to eat braised noodles?"
Of course Su Cheng knew, and pretended not to know, "What did you say? I don't know. Noodles are a relatively affordable dish in Wanmintang, so I ordered them. Do you think so, Xiangling?"
After saying that, Su Cheng also winked at Xiang Ling next to him.
Xiangling was stunned for a moment, "Yes, yes, one barrel is only a few thousand molas, which is quite affordable."
Shen He counted with his fingers and realized that was wrong. One barrel cost several thousand molas, and his monthly salary was only 1 molas.
Wouldn't that mean that one day would cost close to one month's salary?
Su Cheng saw Shen He dazed and said hurriedly, "Eat, our elf shop does physical work, how can we not be full? Our elf shop will not be stingy in terms of food supply."
When Shen He saw what he said, he didn't care much.
Moreover, before joining the job, the store manager and himself had made an agreement to cover food and accommodation, which meant that all the expenses for food and accommodation were borne by the store manager alone.
Thinking of this, Shen He wished he could transform into Zhu Jiumei and eat all the bucket of braised noodles in front of him.
Su Cheng and Xiang Ling looked at each other and said, "Tsk, tsk, this stomach capacity is worthy of a monk, it can eat more than ordinary people."
Su Cheng was secretly glad, because he had only given Shen He a monthly salary of 1 Moras, and he was still a little guilty.
According to this way of eating, her monthly expenses are equivalent to the average salary of Liyue people.
I am too prescient.
After a while, two young men walked into Wanmin Hall together. One was full of elegance and poetry, and the other was an interpreter of Taoism and the Universe. The two were talking and laughing.
"Hey, Xiangling."
When they saw Xiangling, they both greeted her warmly.
"Chongyun, Xingqiu, why are you here?" Xiangling responded enthusiastically, "What do you want to eat?"
"Sashimi."
"I'll have a bowl of shrimp noodles."
"Huh? The store manager is here too." As soon as the two sat down and saw Su Cheng sitting by the window, Xingqiu immediately stood up and pulled Zhongyun over to share the table.