Chapter 386 A bowl of noodles in summer!

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“What is that little girl doing in the kitchen?”

Bai Songzhe came home from get off work and took off his safety helmet. He blew away the sawdust and dust on it and asked his son who was lying on the sofa.

“She, she suddenly had a whim and insisted that she wanted to eat the white noodles that you made for us many years ago…” Bai Ruoan paused, glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and changed the subject: “The noodles you made for us many years ago, she said she remembered the taste, it was delicious.”

Bai Songzhe smiled bitterly: “So many years have passed, I have forgotten what that noodle tasted like, how could she still remember? How old was she at that time…”

When Bai Ruoan saw his father sitting on the chair, he quickly put down the exercises in his hand and walked over to pour a glass of water for his father.

The handsome boy pulled a chair over and leaned over the table curiously, and whispered, “Dad, you don’t know how to make it anymore? Why? Isn’t this the recipe you invented?”

Bai Songzhe bent down and patted the lime in his hair, then looked up at his son and said, “Actually, I didn’t invent this. It was a taste that a homeless uncle accidentally stumbled upon in a big pot of stew. It happened many years ago when I escaped from the orphanage… Well, I’ll tell you more when I have time.”

He drank the water his son poured and suddenly laughed at himself: “…After so many years, I have forgotten the taste of noodles. How can I still make them?”

“Back then, I was the only one in the company who knew the mixing method. Now that I have forgotten it, the brand is completely gone.”

He looked a little lonely when he spoke, but only a little, because he was too lazy to dwell on these old things. He just wanted to support his two children to go to college and change their fate.

Just then, a cheerful voice came from the kitchen.

“Come here!”

A little girl with two ponytails, about eight or nine years old, came out with a bowl of steaming noodles. Bai Ruoan was afraid that his sister would get burned, so he quickly stood up and took it. As a result, he also widened his eyes and kept muttering “hot, hot, hot”. However, Bai Songzhe took it with a smile. He was not afraid of the heat because his hands were full of calluses.

“Wow, it looks pretty good.” Bai Songzhe couldn’t help but praise it when he looked at the noodles in the yellow soup.

The little girl nodded quickly: “Yeah! And the taste is exactly the same~”

Bai Ruoan tried to hold back his laughter.

Bai Songzhe also smiled dotingly. He picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, but his eyes suddenly changed.

Bai Songzhe slowly raised his eyes and looked at his daughter, then looked at his son again as if he didn’t believe it.

He lowered his head and tasted the noodle soup again. The soup with a rich aroma poured into his throat, instantly igniting the long-silent heart in his chest like gasoline.

Bai Songzhe pushed the noodle soup in front of his son, then quickly waved to his daughter: “Xia Xia, come here quickly.”

The little girl came running happily.

He held his daughter’s white and tender hands with his calloused hands and asked with a complicated look in his eyes, “The last time you ate it… it was so many years ago. How come you still remember the taste?”

The little girl pouted: “Because I have a good memory. Dad and brother don’t believe me. I’m unhappy. I’ll break up with them for one minute!”

Bai Ruoan put down the bowl after tasting the noodle soup and raised his hand in confusion: “Wait! Wait! Xia Xia, you mean that you can deduce the amount, usage, timing and cooking temperature of the seasonings based on the principle of ‘remembering the taste’?”

The little loli with twin ponytails shut her mouth.

After counting down for one minute in my mind, I finally spoke up to my brother and retorted, “Is this difficult?”

Bai Ruoan shut up on the spot, as if he had been frustrated.

The father and son looked at each other, and Bai Ruoan quickly threw the question to his father: “Dad, I’m asking you, is it difficult?”

Bai Songzhe smiled with emotion: “Is it difficult? What do you think? Of course it is difficult. Back then, everyone knew what this noodle tasted like and they also found out which fifteen kinds of seasonings it was made of, but no one at the rival company could figure out how to make it.”

“I even suspect that the homeless uncle put a password lock on the recipe. I don’t even know where it is. Xia Xia is amazing, and my daughter is amazing! She can figure out the recipe based on the taste! My daughter is a genius! She just locked the key!”

The little girl didn’t quite understand what her father was talking about keys and locks, but she could tell that her father was praising her, and she jumped happily in her father’s arms.

Bai Songzhe quickly smiled and pushed her away: “No, no, no, stay away from Daddy, Daddy is dirty and hasn’t changed his clothes yet.” The little girl ran away happily: “I’ll go get some noodles for my brother!”

Watching his sister leave, Bai Ruoan quickly came over and whispered to his father, “Dad, so Xia Xia is the only hope to save the Baixi brand?”

Hearing his son’s reminder, Bai Songzhe was stunned. He had never thought of this possibility.

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Liu Wangchun opened the door of the restaurant and saw from a distance that some people were gathered in front of the “Huai Shui Beef Noodles” shop. Several girls were lying on the table drawing something. Zheng Yifeng was also there. Bai Qingxia was busy in the shop, and Lu Yuanqiu was standing on a stepladder, taking down the words “Huai Shui Beef Noodles”.

After Lu Yuanqiu got off the ladder, he saw Liu Wangchun and was immediately dissatisfied: “Why did you come just now? You are so indifferent to your best friend? Believe it or not, I will let Bai Qingxia kick you out.”

Liu Wangchun stamped his feet: “I have been sleeping till now, shouldn’t I clean myself up before coming out?”

Lu Yuanqiu: “You spent three hours cleaning up.”

“Girls are like this~” Liu Wangchun said, and couldn’t help but ask curiously: “What are you doing?”

Lu Yuanqiu briefly explained what happened to her, and then said, “It’s too late to redecorate the store, but we have to change the name of the store, otherwise when the students see the boss lady’s original sign, they will think we are doing false advertising.”

Liu Wangchun asked curiously, “What name are you going to give the store?”

“Xia Yiwan Noodles!”

After Lu Yuanqiu finished speaking, he pointed his thumb at himself and said proudly, “I named it. Doesn’t it sound nice?”

“Not bad.” Liu Wangchun curled his lips.

Only then did she see clearly that the girls at the table were painting the four words of the store name. They were very good at painting, and the words they painted were three-dimensional, just like a real sign.

Lu Yuanqiu explained: “These are seniors from the Fine Arts Department, and this is my sister.”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted Lu Douqing’s skull beside him.

Lu Douqing shrank her neck: “Hmm.”

Liu Wangchun couldn’t help laughing: “How come these senior sisters are willing to come and help?”

Lu Yuanqiu raised his chin: “There are tools.”

Liu Wangchun looked in the direction he pointed, and the corner of his mouth twitched suddenly.

Zheng Yifeng stood there expressionlessly like a male model. Several senior students from the Art Department surrounded him, either holding his hands or tugging at his clothes, asking him questions in a coy and whimpering manner.

“You are so handsome, Junior, why don’t you say anything?”

“Please add your contact information, junior~”

“You are so cool, junior~”

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Zheng Yifeng said nothing, but just kept looking at his watch. He had only promised Lu Yuanqiu to stand here for one hour, and there were still 20 minutes left.

Liu Wangchun finally reacted and asked Lu Yuanqiu, “So why did you call me over here… Do you still need a female model here?”

Lu Yuanqiu snapped his fingers and said with a smile: “Congratulations, you got the answer right!”

(End of this chapter)