Opening a Tavern in the Tang Dynasty

The wind at the border, like a sharp blade, cuts across everyone's face.

This is a land of desolation and toughness, with sand and rocks gleaming coldly in the sun and mountains rolling up and down.

On this day, the originally monotonous and tense atmosphere was broken.

Carriages loaded with supplies drove in amidst billowing smoke and dust, loaded with boxes of strange things: instant noodles.

This item was carefully made by Yu Yu's family and the soldiers had never seen it before.

Cheng Yaojin, a bearded man of great stature, laughed and shouted, "Alright, alright, stop! Come over here and see what this is."

His voice was like a loud bell, echoing in the empty border, with a sense of boldness and excitement, and his broad palms clapped vigorously.

Cheng Yaojin strode towards the storage area, his armor making a slight clanging sound as he walked, each step firm and powerful. "Come and take a look! This must be some good stuff. Everyone can have a share."

Li Jing was pleased. He nodded slightly and said softly, "This is a rare treasure. It will definitely help the soldiers."

He stood tall and straight, his elegant demeanor undiminished even in this harsh borderland.

He looked at the busy soldiers with gentle eyes, and there was a barely perceptible moisture in his eyes.

He gently stroked the items in the box and said, "The Yuyu family is really thoughtful."

The soldiers heard the order and rushed forward.

Xiao Li is a young recruit, his eyes are wide open and his face is full of excitement.

He almost trotted over, muttering, "Oh my God, what is this? I've never seen it before."

His face, which had originally looked a little earthy due to long-term sun exposure, was flushed, and the smile at the corner of his mouth could not be hidden.

He rushed to the box, carefully picked up one, held it tightly, turned and shouted to the other soldiers: "Look at this, it must be delicious."

His voice was a little distorted with excitement, and tears of joy were sparkling in his bright eyes.

Lao Zhang is an old soldier. He walks slowly with a simple smile on his face.

Looking at the excitement of the young soldiers, he couldn't help but think of when he first joined the army.

He walked to the box, patted Xiao Li on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Boy, don't be too impatient, let's take a look at what wonderful things are."

He picked one up and examined it carefully, his eyes filled with memories: "I have fought for many years, but I have never seen anything so novel as this."

His voice was low and hoarse, and he walked slowly towards the place where the food was to be cooked, taking each step steadily.

The cooking area soon became bustling with activity.

Several soldiers gathered around the pot, their eyes fixed on the gradually boiling water.

Xiao Wang was in charge of boiling water. He squatted on the ground, carefully adding wood to the fire, muttering, "Make the fire bigger. I can't keep the brothers waiting too long."

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, but his eyes were extremely focused.

The firelight shone on his young face, reflecting his serious expression.

The thick smoke made him cough a few times, but he just waved his hand and continued to work.

The water boiled, and white steam rose up, like clouds blooming on the border.

The soldiers lined up and waited, holding the novelty.

Some of them were laughing and joking. One soldier patted his companion on the shoulder and laughed loudly, "I think I can eat three bowls. This new thing must be delicious. I must eat it to my heart's content."

His companion nudged him and responded, "You? Don't get too full. I may not be as hungry as you, but I want these two bowls too. I have to try this flavor I've never tasted before."

Some stood quietly, their eyes full of anticipation.

One of the soldiers murmured to himself, "I wonder what the instant noodles made by the Yu Yu family taste like. Smelling the faint aroma, it must be a rare delicacy in the world. I really hope I can eat it soon."

A soldier nearby nodded slightly, staring intently ahead, and murmured in agreement, "Yes, this smell alone seems to dispel the chill of this border."

A strange aroma gradually spread, it was a unique and mouth-watering smell.

The soldiers took a deep breath and said, "This aroma is like the aroma of meat, but also has a strange fragrance. I have never smelled it before."

"This smell makes my stomach growl. It feels more tempting than the imperial cuisine in the palace." Everyone talked one after another, full of desire for what they were about to eat.

This smell seems so abrupt in this harsh border area, yet so heartwarming.

Xiao Zhao took the thing, opened the package, and put the seasonings in one by one.

His movements were quick and accurate, and he clearly had a unique understanding of this new thing.

He looked at the food in his hand, smiled and said to his comrade beside him: "This taste will surely satisfy my appetite."

He poured boiling water into it, the hot steam hit his face, he took a deep breath, a look of satisfaction on his face.

He pressed it down with chopsticks, closed the lid, and waited quietly.

His eyes were fixed on it, and he looked so focused as if he was carrying out an important mission.

After a while, all the soldiers had eaten.

The whole camp was filled with fragrance and the soldiers' laughter.

The soldiers over there were eating voraciously, their cheeks bulging as if they were stuffed with steamed buns.

One of them mumbled while eating: "It's so delicious, I feel like I can eat a cow, this Yuyu family is really amazing!"

The comrades next to him didn't bother to reply, but just nodded continuously and kept eating instant noodles.

Over there, some soldiers were chewing their food slowly, their faces filled with intoxication: "This taste is only found in heaven. Don't waste a single bite. Savor it thoroughly."

Cheng Yaojin sat on a big rock, eating with big mouthfuls. The soup splashed on his beard, but he didn't care: "This is delicious! I can guard the border after eating it. I don't care if my beard is dirty."

As he ate, he said, "Instant noodles are really good. After eating them, we'll have more energy to defend the border."

His laughter echoed throughout the camp, infecting everyone: "Hahaha, instant noodles are delicious."

Li Jing also sat beside them, eating gracefully. He smiled and nodded, "Yes, this little thing can bring such great joy to everyone."

He looked at the soldiers with love in his eyes.

The fragrance, the laughter of comrades, and the care of generals are like beacons on the border, illuminating their long and arduous road of defense.

Every bite of instant noodles is a comfort to the tired body and mind; every smile is a love for this persistence.

In this barren land, they felt the warmth of home because of this simple thing, and their belief in protecting it became stronger.

The sun gradually set, and its afterglow shone on the camp, giving everything a golden glow.

After the soldiers finished eating, they began to organize their equipment and prepare to continue their mission.