mtl008 Chapter 179 Fish Soup Rice Noodles
Chapter 179 Fish Soup Rice Noodles
After eating and drinking, customers began to come to the restaurant to eat.
Grandma is holding Wu Yuan, and Grandpa is feeding him.
Even Xu Anyang, the great-grandson of Xu Anyang, has never received such treatment.
But the kid is not happy about it.
It seemed that my uncle was unhappy, with a frown on his face and a look of deep resentment.
"I'm really impressed by you. Am I some annoying old man? Why do you torture me like this?"
The uncle snorted and looked at Wu Yuan with a frown in his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yuan vomited milk.
My great-grandmother was so scared that she punched my great-grandfather twice.
"Hey! Why are you scaring a child? Our Wu Yuan is still so young, and you scared him to the point of vomiting..."
My great uncle covered his head and was unable to react.
"I didn't do anything! I just said something. Who knew he would do this? I'm innocent."
The uncle was angry and a little aggrieved. He stared at Wu Yuan's little face, wondering if the kid was teasing him on purpose.
"Who are you showing that stern face to? How can we, the Five Abysses, not be scared if we see it?"
Uncle Tai Nai became even angrier, snatched the bowl of milk from his hand, and carried Wu Yuan aside.
The uncle strolled around, came close to Xu Yiyi, and couldn't help but start complaining.
"Your eldest son and I are simply born to be incompatible. Why does he always bully me?"
Uncle Great-grandfather thought about it over and over again, but couldn't figure it out.
"How about you cut your beard?"
Xu Yiyi said jokingly that Sihai and Sanchuan had discussed this matter before.
The two children agreed that Wu Yuan was frightened by his uncle's long beard.
That's why I have such a big reaction every time I see it.
"Go away, why would I want to cut my beard when I'm good?"
The uncle was depressed and glanced at Xu Yiyi a few times.
"Sister! The soup in the clay pot is ready."
Er Er said this and moved the clay pot to another place.
The juice from the devil fish meat stewed with tofu tasted very delicious, and Xu Yiyi was thinking about it at that time.
If you boil a can of soup and cook rice noodles or noodles with it, it will taste very delicious.
It tastes delicious just thinking about it.
So after dinner, Xu Yiyi quickly took out the big earthenware jar.
I made a pot of soup with the devil fish meat.
Xu Yiyi walked over and opened the lid. In the casserole, the soup was rolling like a gentle singing. The deliciousness of the manta ray, the mellowness of the mushrooms, and the fragrance of the green onion and ginger seeped out and blended together. The soup base turned from clear at the beginning to milky white.
She opened the sea salt jar and skimmed some off.
I put a little bit of it into a small bowl and drank it, which had a slightly sweet taste.
Unlike chicken soup which has a layer of oil floating on the surface when it is cooked, this soup has no oil content from beginning to end and is very refreshing to drink.
"Take this back with you when you get home later and cook some rice noodles for later."
Xu Yiyi divided the soup in the large clay pot into small clay pots.
Place it on the stone table beside.
We had dinner early today, so we will have to have a snack when we get home.
"You really have the time and energy to think about food. Grandma has lived her whole life, and the food she cooks is just so-so and barely edible."
The uncle and aunt were all smiling, and they particularly admired Xu Yiyi for this.
A Si Bo Niang has a deep understanding of this.
"Grandma, if Yi Yi didn't have the heart to think about this, he wouldn't be able to open Wufu Restaurant."
A Si Bo Niang couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, Song Datou came in happily, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the earthen jar.
"In just this short while, I heard you've figured out quite a few things."
Song Datou was just like the puppy when he smelled the scent.
Sniff here and there.
"You came just in time. Have you eaten yet?"
Seeing Song Datou shaking his head, Xu Yiyi turned around and looked at the rice noodles soaked in clear water. Those rice noodles were like lazy white snakes, absorbing water and becoming soft, flexible and elastic.
She scooped up the rice noodles and put them into a pot of boiling water to blanch them. The rice noodles stretched and danced in the boiling water. In just a short moment, the cooked rice noodles were quickly scooped out, drained and spread on the bottom of a large bowl.
When you open the lid of the clay pot, hot steam carrying a fresh aroma will hit you in the face.
Xu Yiyi scooped up a few large spoonfuls of rich devil fish soup with a spoon and poured it on the rice noodles. The soup flowed like a golden waterfall. The rice noodles were instantly soaked in the hot soup and greedily absorbed the essence of the fish soup. Every vermicelli became plump and covered with rich and delicious fragrance.
Add a few pieces of fresh manta ray meat and a few mushrooms on top of the rice noodles, sprinkle with green chopped green onions and chopped coriander, and the originally ordinary-looking rice noodles will suddenly become delicious.
Xu Yiyi walked to the dining table carrying the bowl of manta ray stew and rice noodles.
"Sit down and try it. The soup base is made from the fresh broth made from manta rays."
Song Datou sat down, gently picked up a piece of rice noodles with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. The rice noodles were smooth and chewy, and the melt-in-your-mouth fish meat and the mellow soup intertwined and collided on the tip of his tongue.
After one bite, Song Datou's clothes got wet.
The rice noodles were finished in just a few bites, and Song Datou then picked up the bowl and drank all the soup.
Finally, he held his stomach and breathed a sigh of relief.
"How about it?"
Xu smiled as he brought the fried manta ray skin to the table.
Lao Lu smelled this smell and didn't know where it came from.
He didn't care about the blisters in his mouth at all, and bit the fish skin, making a crunching sound.
"It tastes great, the soup is delicious, and the rice noodles soak up the broth. It's really delicious."
Song Datou imported it with a piece of fish skin.
The original taste of the fish soup is no longer there, replaced by the crispy and crunchy texture of the fish skin.
"It's just too hot to eat in this hot weather. I'm sweating all over."
Song Datou was so fat that his clothes would be soaked with sweat after walking for a while outside.
Not to mention the bowl of hot fish soup rice noodles that just came out.
The clothes were soaked.
"When the weather gets cold, if you catch another manta ray, we won't have enough rice noodles to sell."
Song Datou wiped his sweat and said.
In just a short while, wave after wave of guests sat down in the lobby.
Song Datou took this opportunity to leave, and it seemed that he came here specifically to eat a bowl of rice noodles made by Xu Yiyi.
Aunt Asi and Xu Honglian took my uncle, great-grandfather, and great-grandmother home.
Before going back, I also wanted to help Xu Yiyi bring Wu Yuan back.
It's a pity that the child is not happy.
"Could it be possible that Boss Sihai has calculated the money correctly?"
The customers, who were full of food, stood in front of the counter and chatted, looking at Sihai, who looked like a little kid and was only a few days away from turning four.
I couldn't help but tease him.
The children may not talk about other things, but they never talk about arithmetic.
He stretched out his chubby little hands and fiddled with the abacus with a serious expression.
The number stated was accurate to the cent.
"We at Sihai may not be good at anything else, but you really can't fool him with this."
You have to know that the child hasn't started school yet, and he learned arithmetic by following Xu Yiyi's stall at the dock.
There was no abacus at that time. When the customer flow was large, customers came one after another.
The child relies entirely on mental arithmetic, so you can imagine how capable he is.
……
At dusk, the setting sun is like a fire, pouring out all its light.
The sun struggled to float and sink above the sea level, like a pill that had lost too much blood, being swallowed up inch by inch by the surging tide, until it sank into the place where the dark blue met the sea.
The night fell like a dense giant net, quickly covering the seaside pier.
The sea breeze whistled up, carrying with it a strong salty smell.
It was like an angry sea beast howling, making the flags on the shore rustle violently. The originally colorful flags were now hidden in the gloom, leaving only fluttering silhouettes.
The beach stretches out in the darkness, the sand gleams with a cold and hard gleam, and as the tide ebbs and flows, the sea water caresses the sand repeatedly, making a rustling whisper.
The sign at the entrance of Wufu Restaurant was blown away.
Sanchuan went out to chase after him in the strong wind.
"Sister Yiyi, it looks like it's going to rain..."
Xu Anyang started to speak, but this situation did not affect the guests' interest at all.
Sanchuan stuffed the recovered sign back behind the counter.
The fish skins were all given away at this time.
"Let's take the food out first. We're not setting up a stall at the dock anymore. We don't have to worry about the rain."
Xu Yiyi instructed Xu Anyang without even raising his head.
After he went out, I leaned against the windowsill and looked at him worriedly.
The strong wind blew away the summer heat.
I just hope that the ships sailing on the sea can return safely.
Xu Yiyi thought so in her heart.
……
"It's dark, sister. I'll light the lamp."
Sanchuan came to the backyard holding a shell lamp, and the lanterns in the lobby were hung high.
The backyard seemed a bit quiet.
"There aren't many guests right now, so I can handle it. Go back to your room and read."
Xu Yiyi touched Sanchuan's head, and the child smiled but said nothing.
Holding the shell lamp, he lit the two large lanterns at the kitchen door, and then hung them high.
In a corner of the yard where the sea breeze blows gently, the osmanthus tree is like a beautiful lady in green. It was originally standing quietly, but was hit by the unexpected sea breeze.
The sea breeze was like a pair of invisible but unbridled hands, violently pulling at the branches of the osmanthus tree.
The lush and shiny leaves on the tree suddenly became confused, rubbing and colliding with each other, making a rustling sound, as if blaming the wind for its recklessness.
Each leaf has become a lively little flag, curling and fluttering, with the shimmering silver fluff on the edges like tiny moonlight inlaid on it, flickering in the wind, eager to grab something to steady its swaying body.
This scene seemed a little scary under the cover of darkness.
Sanchuan's heart clenched, and he ran into the house, covered Wuyuan's eyes and carried him to the lobby.
"Looking at this situation, it will definitely rain a lot tonight."
……
"The wind is strange, and there's been a lot more rain this year."
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The guests in the lobby were having a great time, with the sounds of laughter and the clinking of glasses interweaving, and the air was filled with the scent of everyday life.
The doors and windows of Wufu Restaurant are newly renovated, so they are not afraid of the wind from the opposite side.
As soon as the wind blew, Sanchuan and Sihai immediately closed the doors and windows.
At this time, the only sound in the lobby was the whistling sea breeze.
"This wind comes so strangely. Could it be that the God of Wind is angry today and is running wild in the streets?" In the corner, a woman in a pink dress looked at him worriedly.
Even though there was a table full of delicious food across from me, I had no appetite at this moment.
One of them, who was a bit braver, bit her lip and said, "Don't be afraid, sister. Perhaps the heavens saw that there were too many fireworks on earth, so they sent the wind to add a few more twists and turns. When the wind passes, the weather will be fine again."
Although he said that, his slightly trembling voice still revealed the uneasiness in his heart.
The black-clad woman, who had been silent among the three, laughed when she heard this. "What nonsense! The wind at sea is always unpredictable. The wind on Mahakala is just the weather changing, trying to make things difficult for those who are trying to make a living. You two are too timid. If you are really scared, don't eat. I'll take you back now before the rain comes."
The woman in black had a stern face and was very unhappy about being called out by her father and mother to serve the two young ladies from Chang'an City.
At this moment, just a gust of sea breeze made them look timid.
It seems that he is really angry.
"Why don't we go back? I think we should just go home and eat."
After the woman in the pink dress finished speaking, the woman in black stood up without hesitation.
"Let's go, you two!"
As he said that, he walked to the door and prepared to open it.
"Are the three ladies leaving now?"
Sihai was originally playing with Wuyuan with a little tiger doll, but when he heard the noise over here, he quickly stood on the small stool.
"The wind is so strong that it's hard to walk. We have to leave first."
The black-clad woman's expression softened considerably after she saw Sihai.
"But there are still some dishes left to be served."
Sihai said anxiously, looking at the table where they were sitting in the corner. They had not had time to eat the dishes that had just been served.
People are leaving.
"We are in a hurry to go back, so we don't need those."
The woman in the pink dress spoke before the woman in black and tugged at her sleeve.
"Then I'll return the money to you."
Sihai said this as he transferred the money for the two dishes that had not yet been served, took out money from the cash box and handed it over.
Suddenly something occurred to him, "Oh right, how about you guys wait a while while I pack up the food and you guys take it home to eat?"
Sihai jumped off the small stool and walked out from the counter.
As soon as the door was closed, the three women disappeared.
"Young boss, close the door quickly to prevent the wind from blowing in."
Sitting by the window was an old man wearing a gray robe and with a weather-beaten face. He had just picked up the wine bowl and was about to take a sip when the sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp smell, rushed into his throat, choking him and causing him to cough violently.
He put down his bowl and wiped his mouth, saying, "Hey, this sea breeze is so fierce! I've been drifting on the sea for most of my life, and every time this wind blows at night, it's always bad luck. I'm afraid it's the dragon under the sea that's got angry, stirring up the wind and waves, and it's going wild even on shore!"
Sihai saw the commotion and quickly closed the door.
The streets were empty, only the restaurants were full of customers.
Xu Yiyi suddenly recalled the small boat docked at the pier.
Helplessly, I went out the back door against the strong wind.
At the dock, wooden ships are docked in a staggered manner, like dormant giant beasts.
A little further away, several light sampans were huddled together. The thin planks were gently pushed by the waves, rubbing and colliding with each other with a "creaking" sound, as if they were expressing their fear to each other.
The boat's awning was made of worn straw mats and bamboo strips, and was now pressed down by the sea breeze, curled up like a hunchbacked old man. It was pitch black under the awning, and only a fishing rod occasionally protruded from the bow, outlining a cold and hard outline in the dim light, like a finger searching for life in the darkness.
Under the strong wind, the dock was crowded with people.