The name of this squid restaurant on Funan Street, Yuhua Road is very special, called Yiwan Xiangshou Shop. There is also a mystery on the sign on the store door: "Three tiles are built, and there is a little old Taoist living in it." This mystery requires a crop name. Ye Feng naturally understands what this means, but he still pretends not to know and asks Qin Yan: "Lawyer Qin, do you know the answer to this riddle?"

"It's buckwheat. I've eaten sausage before. I know that the best sausage noodles are soba noodles. Three pieces of tiles are built to describe its external shape." Qin Yan gave the correct answer without hesitation.

This steak restaurant is an old restaurant with many customers, but Ye Feng and Qin Yan came late, and most of the diners left. At this time, the owner and the shop owner were not busy. Seeing new customers arrived, the shop owner quickly came over with a smile on his face and greeted: "Welcome to the shop. Small wine and side dishes are not special, delicacies, and the taste is not authentic. One mouthful of steak leaves a full taste. Please sit down and try our famous Dongguan buckwheat steak noodles. You must not feel lost when you come once, and you still want to come twice, but you don't want to leave three times, and you can't stay four times, hahaha."

This guy speaks dialect with unlimited enthusiasm and clever words, making people feel at home.

The hotel is not big, but the decoration environment is very particular. There are room and some elegant room. Ye Feng and Qin Yan picked up a secluded place to go. As soon as they sat down, the hospitality guy came over and said with a smile: "Do you two order some side dishes first, or just put the noodles on the stewed noodles to suffice your belly first? Should you just white, yellow or black?"

Qin Yan was a little confused when she heard it. Although she had eaten sausage, she had never eaten such a particular one. Ye Feng just chuckled his lips and did not explain it to her. Qin Yan had no choice but to ask the mate: "May I ask, are there many other specialties in this sausage noodles? What I used to eat was pressed out with a sausage machine and it was similar to noodles, just a little bit more somersault."

The guy smiled, but he kept shaking his head and couldn't help but introduce the stew to Qin Yan: "Ms., you are wrong. Speaking of this stew noodles, it is the most authentic and authentic in our family. Especially the authentic northern flavor stew noodles in our store originated in the Qing Dynasty and have been passed down for a hundred years and are well-known in all directions. The stew noodles in our store are divided into three types: white flour, corn flour and white flour, and soba noodles. After the color is pressed out, it is the white, yellow and black one I just mentioned; from the soup, there are soup and broad soup.

Some diners prefer the staple food, so they only pour a little soup into the bowl, stir it, and the soup is absorbed. When one chopsticks pick it up, they only see the soup without seeing the soup. This is called soup soup. Some diners like to eat the oil cake, the oil cake enters the stomach, and the soybeans fill the seams, so they need more soup and less noodles, which is called wide soup. In addition, there are cold soup and hot soup in season, or add garlic mustard, or pepper and pepper, each with taste. From the taste, it is also divided into water and water, with mellow sticks and clear mouths. It also has its own flavor."

This guy talked endlessly and introduced it in great detail. Not to mention Qin Yan, even Ye Feng, who had been here several times, could hear it very interesting.

Qin Yan had to admire the boss's eloquence. After a few words, her index fingers moved, and even her saliva was almost flowing out. She didn't ask any more questions and said directly: "Okay, let's put a big bowl to the stomach first. After hearing what you said, I can't stand it. Let's order the dishes and wine. You can ask the kitchen to make a bowl for me first."

"Hail, come up to you right away." The guy shouted and turned his head.

Qin Yan looked at Ye Feng and smiled and said, "This store is good. Although it is a little smaller, it gives people a good feeling. To be honest, this is the first time I have come to such a place to eat."

Although Ye Feng didn't know Qin Yan's family background, he could also guess that her living material conditions must be good. He said immediately: "Lawyer Qin, the noodles here taste really good, but the environment is really not very good, don't mind."

Qin Yan frowned and said, "What? Do you think I am like a lady of a wealthy family? I have been to places with a harsh environment more than this. The reason why I rarely come to such places for dinner is not because I dislike the poor environment here, but because I used to be too busy, either eating fast food or ordering takeout for a bite. It has been a long time since I actually went to a restaurant."

Ye Feng was choked by Qin Yan for a few words, and didn't know how to proceed for the matter for a while, but he thought in his heart that he was a lawyer, and he could block people's mouths in just two or three words.

Qin Yan ordered another plate of beef and some cold dishes in sauce and asked Ye Feng: "Do you drink white wine or beer?"

Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I won't drink anymore. I want to apply for a job in the afternoon, but drinking is not good."

As soon as the dishes were served, two bowls of beef, buckwheat noodles were also arrived, and the fragrance was savory.

Qin Yan stacked her sleeves, picked up the sanitary chopsticks, and sniffed, saying, "Ye Feng, I'll start to move first. I smell it and feel it smells fragrant. It will definitely taste even more fragrant."

After taking a bite, I was a little anxious. The soup was hot and Qin Yan opened her mouth and sniffed.

At this moment, Qin Yan didn't have a little dignified, elegant and intellectual temperament, giving Ye Feng a feeling that she was like a big girl from her neighbor's hometown.

But Ye Feng felt that Qin Yan was beautiful and real at this moment.

Shaking his head and putting aside the thoughts in his heart, Ye Feng took the vinegar bottle and poured a large stream of vinegar into the noodles, stirred evenly, and then he started to stutter.

Qin Yan was a little curious when she saw Ye Feng’s actions. While chewing the noodles, she asked vaguely: “Ye Feng, are you so much vinegar delicious? Will it be too sour?”

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Vinegar can remove some of the fishy smell of beef, which makes it better to eat it."

Qin Yan followed suit and poured a small stream of vinegar, stirred it evenly, and after taking a few bites, he smacked his lips and said, "It's really good, it's sour and spicy, and the taste is stronger. Then he puts hot soup, it feels really good. No wonder you told me that you can eat several bowls of it once you eat it."

Before Ye Feng finished his bowl, Qin Yan had already finished it and even had no soup left.

Looking at the empty bowl, Qin Yan seemed to be feeling a little unfulfilled, her tongue couldn't help but put on her lips. After the hot soup was in her mouth, some sweat fell on her face and her cheeks were red. She took out a piece of wet paper from her bag and gently wiped her face. Her face was beautiful, her posture was lazy, and she was extremely beautiful.

Ye Feng looked at Qin Yan in front of him and suddenly felt that after experiencing Liu Meimei's incident, a certain emotion that was pressing deep in his heart suddenly erupted from his heart again. Liu Meimei made him feel moved and impulsive, let alone Qin Yan, who was too much more than Liu Meimei?

For a moment, Ye Feng became a little confused. He knew that this was not good, but he could not control the throbbing in his heart.

Qin Yan also noticed that Ye Feng's expression was wrong when he looked at her. He immediately coughed deliberately and said, "Ye Feng, are you full? I'll ask you another bowl."

Ye Feng felt embarrassed and lowered his head and poured the noodles and soup in the bowl in one breath, stammering: "It's okay, oh... no, it's... I... I'm full."

For Ye Feng, who was born in the countryside and had never fallen in love, this situation really made him feel a little embarrassed.

"If you are not hungry, then call me two bowls of noodles soup. The original soup is good for the digestion of appetite." Qin Yan seemed a little embarrassed. After saying this, she got up and went to the meal. She asked the guy to serve two bowls of noodles soup. She also took this opportunity to make the awkward taste that suddenly appeared between the two of them dissipate.

After Qin Yan stood up and left, Ye Feng's heart relaxed. He felt that he was very failed and his mental state of mind was still much worse. It seemed that he had to speed up his time in the future to find opportunities to exercise and improve his mental state of mind.

After a while, Qin Yan came back and sat down. The expression on her face had returned to normal. Looking at Ye Feng, she took the initiative to ask: "Ye Feng, tell me about your previous working life, such as how did you eat? How did you live?"

Ye Feng wiped his mouth and said, "When I first came out to work, I didn't eat very well. The food cost was less than five yuan a day. Later, after working for a few years, after gaining experience in craftsmanship, I changed to a major worker, and the food cost was only 10 yuan a day. Later, after becoming a squad leader, my treatment was greatly improved. The food cost increased from 10 yuan a day to 25 yuan a day, and there was a special squad leader's small stove. As for living conditions, it can actually be summarized in four words: summer is dull and cold in winter. In summer, a group of workers are crowded in a shed, which is dull and hot, and they don't taste good. They will feel cold in winter."

Qin Yan narrowed her eyes and sighed: "It seems that what the TV and newspapers say is right. Migrant workers are a group of people living at the bottom of society. If you don't want to ask for wages, just talking about material conditions in life makes people feel sympathetic and sad. I really don't know how you persisted in so many years."

Ye Feng sighed and said, "In fact, the conditions for migrant workers are much better than before. The country and the government are now beginning to pay attention to the current living conditions of migrant workers. There are many malicious wage arrears and extreme methods to ask for wages. However, there are too many migrant workers in China. Even if the government wants to take care of them, I may not be able to take care of them. My mother used to nag me, saying that people are divided into different levels. What kind of fate are you? What kind of fate is that you are? I can't force them to come. I was very dissatisfied with this before, but after struggling in society for so many years, I have seen through it. Although my mother is a bit biased, the truth is real. She is different from others and blames the world but not others."
Chapter completed!