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Tang Jianguo buried his head in his hands and ate the sliced ​​noodles with a large bowl of "Xilihulu".

The whole person has completely entered a mysterious state of ecstasy.

Before he knew it, he suddenly felt a slight itching on his cheeks.

Gently rubbing with the back of the hand, there is a damp feeling.

"How is this going?"

Tang Jianguo woke up suddenly.

This wet thing is warm and has a hint of saltiness.

Could it be tears?

How is this possible?

A big man himself cried while eating a bowl of sliced ​​noodles?

You must know that when I went out more than two months ago, I was hit by a gangster under Lu Pengfei and broke my leg.

Not a single hum from beginning to end!

Even the gangster who bumped into him secretly admired him from the bottom of his heart!

Why did he become so weak all of a sudden?

Tang Jianguo hurriedly raised the bowl to cover most of his face.

Then calmly wiped away the tears on his cheeks with his sleeves.

After doing all this, he raised his head and looked at the other people present with a guilty conscience.

I am afraid that my weak appearance will be seen by others, and I will be ashamed.

But it didn't matter. Tang Jianguo was shocked to find that the eye sockets of all the people who were eating sliced ​​noodles were slightly flushed.

Two older girls couldn't control their emotions and began to sob.

"I'm homesick...and my grandma..."

"My grandma's health is getting worse... I don't know when I will see her again..."

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While Tang Jianguo was shocked, he also felt a little better in his heart.

It didn't seem like he had suddenly become weak.

But this bowl of sliced ​​noodles has an inexplicable magical power...

Li Fengxia looked at the scene in front of her and was stunned.

Just now, this group of people was talking and laughing happily.

Why did something wrong suddenly happen after eating sliced ​​noodles one by one?

"What's going on here... Didn't the big guys discuss it before coming here?"

Li Fengxia was completely stunned: "Everyone came to Yanjing this time to work and earn money. Why do you feel homesick when you first came here?"

"It's okay...Sister Fengxia...it's just that the sliced ​​tomato noodles you made are so delicious..."

One of the young daughters-in-law wiped away the teardrops from her cheeks, with an embarrassed expression on her face: "I immediately thought of my own childhood... I started to shed tears without knowing it..."

Li Fengxia was stunned, and couldn't believe her ears: "Is the sliced ​​noodles I made so delicious? It can make you cry?"

It seems that this kind of bloody plot can only be filmed in nonsensical comedies.

Li Fengxia vaguely remembered that she was on the TV at home before.

I have seen a movie called "God of Cookery" made by Master Xing.

There is such a bridge section that was moved to tears by the food.

At that time, Li Fengxia felt that such a plot was too unrealistic and a bit nonsense.

But now the scene she saw with her own eyes can be said to have completely refreshed her cognition...

At this time, Li Fengxia suddenly found that Chen Jianghe had been standing by, not eating sliced ​​noodles with tomatoes and eggs.

She asked curiously, "Jiang He, why don't you eat noodles? Are you not hungry?"

Chen Jianghe blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "I want to eat a bowl of pork rib noodles after the ribs are cooked."

As soon as the words fell, all the people present who had eaten and were eating sliced ​​noodles with tomatoes and eggs.

All of them turned their faces and stared at Chen Jianghe in unison, their expressions became strange.

That's right, why didn't my group of people think of it?

If you bear it a little longer, won't you be able to eat delicious pork ribs and sliced ​​noodles?

In an instant, the depths of these people's hearts seemed to have received [-] points of critical damage...

"Brother Chen... I think I can eat half a bowl of sliced ​​noodles with tomatoes and eggs first..."

Lin Qing held his already hungry stomach and looked at Chen Jianghe pitifully.

He just wanted to eat a bowl of sliced ​​noodles with tomatoes and eggs.

But he was stopped abruptly by Chen Jianghe.

The reasons given by the other party were so sufficient that he could not refute at all.

"Sliced ​​pork ribs are the signature of Mama Tang's chain noodle restaurant!"

"A good meal is not afraid of being late, if you want to eat, save your stomach to eat the face of the sliced ​​noodles!"

Chen Jianghe looked at Lin Qing with a smile and said, "Xiao Qing, just listen to me obediently and bear with me for a while. I guarantee that every noodle, every rib and every bite of soup you will eat later will make you feel that all the waiting It's all worth it."

Lin Qing was completely helpless.

He wants to cry now.

Obviously, his domineering cousin is now far away in Shanxi Province.

We are busy with the acquisition of the Dongling Coal Mine project.

But why does he still feel the fear of being controlled...

Could it be the bad habit of liking to control others?

Has it been silently infected from my cousin to Brother Chen who is always talkative?

Has there been such a terrible phenomenon of human-to-human transmission? !

Just a short time.

Everyone present except Chen Jianghe and Lin Qing.

All couldn't resist eating a big bowl of sliced ​​noodles with tomatoes and eggs.

After Tang Jianguo ate a bowl, he was still a little bit unsatisfied, and he ate another big bowl full!

After eating two large bowls of sliced ​​noodles, he was so stretched that he couldn't sit still.

While hiccupping, he touched his stomach and walked around in circles in the yard.

Lin Qinghong watched Tang Jianguo circling around him with eyes wide open, secretly lamenting the injustice of the world.

It's really so full of hunger and starvation, can't God open his eyes?

Just when Lin Qing was on the verge of mental breakdown, Chen Jianghe suddenly smiled and said to Li Fengxia: "Mom, you can continue to cut the noodles now, the ribs should be almost done."

Li Fengxia was also looking at the watch to check the time, and hurriedly carried the dough to the iron pan and began to peel it.

Seeing the steaming pork ribs sliced ​​noodles finally served in front of him, Lin Qing was so moved that tears almost flowed out...

"Xiaoqing, what are you still doing? Eat quickly!"

Chen Jianghe reminded with a smile.

Lin Qing was a little confused at this time.

What if he waited for so long and felt that the pork ribs sliced ​​​​noodles were not tasty?

Isn't that a big joke...

However, after picking up a noodle with chopsticks and putting it into his mouth, Lin Qing immediately dispelled all doubts!

Without a doubt, this is the best bowl of noodles I have ever eaten in my life!

Before that, he had eaten the most exquisite and authentic old Yanjing fried noodles.

I also ate pasta made by the Michelin three-star chef himself.

But compared with this bowl of back-to-basics pork ribs sliced ​​noodles, it undoubtedly falls short.

Whether it is the strong meaty aroma of the ribs itself, the light wheat aroma of the noodles, or the fresh smell of shallots.

These flavors complement each other and are well organized.

Neither is mixed into a chaotic flavor that is indistinguishable from each other.

There is also no overwhelmed by the aroma of meat and scallions covering up the aroma of noodles and wheat.

This seems to be the most ordinary bowl of street food.

But he hit Lin Qing, the son of a rich family, all of a sudden.

The heart that has been numb to food after tasting all kinds of delicacies.

At this moment, Lin Qing only felt that there was only himself and the bowl of rib-sliced ​​noodles left in front of him.

His brain was also completely emptied at this moment, and all he could think about was to finish the bowl of noodles while it was still hot.

"In this world, food is the only thing you can't live up to."

Lin Qing drank the last sip of the mellow noodle soup at the bottom of the bowl, and involuntarily burped happily.

"Mian, is there any more?"

He handed out the empty bowl in his hand, looked at Li Fengxia beside him and said with a smile, "Auntie, I think I can have another bowl."

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