[Through] Delicious Journey

"This noodle is made by machine," Ying Cui asked. He found that the width and thickness of the noodle are equal, unlike handmade. "Can you tell me what material is added inside?"

"Click." After the big man poured out a bowl, he ran to the side of the pot to make a second bowl, without any reservations as a guest, coupled with his bear-like reminder, he was unexpectedly happy.

"It's all grown in my own field. It's something that can't be put on the table. If you want to turn around, I'll ask Lingjia to get you some." The woman said with a smile, but there was a slight worry between her brows.

Ying Cui recalled that Lingjia had said that his father had gone out to seek help, so the woman must be worried about this.

Fan Mi and the little man wrestled into the door, but they refused to give an inch, stuck in the door together, glaring, their faces flushed.

Ying Cui ate the noodles, her eyes fell on the little man, curious how the two of them fought because of the height difference, but with Fan Mi's skill, he couldn't handle the little man for a while, and even made himself into a mess, it was difficult Could it be that you are hungry without breakfast?

In fact, Fanmi was indeed hungry, and the situation of the little guy who had been looking for the tunnel all night was similar.

The smell of noodles kept rushing into the nostrils, and the sound of people eating noodles came one after another. The two looked at each other, snorted coldly, let go at the same time, rushed into the room and started eating bowls of noodles.

Prism had already entered the room with the arrival of the big and small ones. When Ying Cui and his group ate noodles, he sat aside and didn't speak. Another one.

After dinner, Zhuo Zhifei took the big and the small, and refused to go anyway, and Fanmi, who was finally taken away, went to do business.

Ying Cui suddenly became idle.

Zhuo Zhifei told him that they would be back at noon at the latest, and there would be no delay in the journey. During this time, he could move freely in the cave.

This is of course what Ying Cui likes to hear. The noodle craftsmanship in Tangnian Village is quite outstanding, and he wished to use this time to go from house to house.

Along with Prism, there were a small number of young and middle-aged people in the village, almost all of them came out, so that most of the people in the village were old people and children.

Lingjia was also kept, and Fan Mi devalued his skills, which were not even considered as a three-legged cat, squatting by the door, sullen.

Chabei held a small can of beans in his hand, fried peas, Lingjia didn't want to take the second after eating one, "What kind of beans are these? So hard?"

Chabei chewed slowly, the beans in his mouth were slowly ground, a little salty taste came out, and there was also the unique crispy aroma of roasted seeds and nuts.

"Aren't you going to eat it?" Chabe finished grinding one, threw another one into his mouth, and handed the beans to Lengjana very hospitablely.

Lingjia looked at a bit of toothache, and it was difficult for Cha Bei to eat the fourth one without changing his face. He looked at Ying Cui, who was messing with his noodle machine not far away, and said, "I don't know that you are so poor that you can only take This kind of beans are used as snacks, I thought hunters are very rich, I'm sorry, I ate one of your sweet ducks last night, I, I will find a way to make up for it!"

Chabei blinked, and Lingjia, who was inexplicably guilty, made him depressed.

This can of beans was collected from the nut coastline. At that time, he awakened his skills at sea. Perhaps because of his age, the side effect was that the roots of his teeth itch for a long time, and he always wanted to bite things.Up to now, it has become a habit to eat a few beans when there is nothing to do, but I didn't expect to be misunderstood by Lingjia.

When someone said to find a way to make up for it, Chabe was very considerate and didn't tell the reason.Well, brother Ying will be very happy about compensation or something.

Ying Cui stuffed the kneaded dough into the funnel at the top of the noodle making machine, and kept turning the side handle with one hand to make the mechanical gears start to operate.

The dough gradually decreases with the start of the machine, and the finished noodles are transported out on the crawler at the place where they come out. Five noodles are arranged side by side, and then divided into equal parts by the noodle-cutting rope like a spinning wheel.

Ying Cui picked up a noodle and crushed it with her fingers, the face and body deformed, revealing the inside.

The finished noodles are made of two thin noodles, with a layer of yellow solidification in the middle. Leaving aside the ingredients of the noodle itself, the sweet powder wormwood, this light yellow substance is the key to the noodles.

Ying Cui recruited Lingjia, who was still struggling with beans, and asked him for the light yellow substance. As for the noodle making machine, he dismantled it and put it back together again, wondering when he could make the whole machine easily.

"This is the puree of high soup potatoes. The effect is much worse than that of high soup crystallization, but it can be cultivated artificially. Every family in our village grows some. I will get it for you when you leave later." Lingjia can be considered to have found a "repayment" "Oh, I almost forgot, that piece of moldy bamboo shoots is still in the house, I'll take you to see Uncle Ximu."

Ying Cui put down the noodle making machine in his hand, anyway, he has studied this stuff pretty much, and nodded happily.

The uncle Ximu mentioned by Lingjia broke his left leg in a conflict with people from other villages, so he did not follow in the crusade since then.

The three came to Ximu's residence, Ying Cui walked in with Ling Jia holding fresh bamboo shoots and mold stones.

It was almost noon, and the appointment with Zhuo Zhifei was almost over. Ying Cui had a stomach ache after studying the noodle making machine all morning, and wondered whether she should simply eat here.

A person came out of the room, with a beard, walking with a slight limp, and bright eyes, probably Uncle Ximu.

Lingjia said it again in the future, although his focus was more and more on the unreliable topic of eating a sweet duck and bird and wanting to repay his favor, but it did not prevent the uncle's face from softening.

The fresh bamboo shoot noodles are different from the clear soup noodles eaten in the morning. Its noodles are in the shape of willow leaves, which is a bit like sliced ​​noodles.

Ying Cui noticed that Uncle Ximu kneaded the noodles very quickly and skillfully, as skillfully as Lingjia's mother kneaded the noodles in the morning. It seems that every noodle soup village has a unique skill.

Then there is the highlight of the fresh bamboo shoots. The outside is not good. After cutting, the cross-section is like a ham, which is milky white with fresh bamboo shoots.

Cut off a few slices, put them in a pan and fry them with oil, add some shallots, cover them on the prepared noodles, and put them out of the pan in a fragrant bowl.

After being stir-fried, the tender slices of fresh bamboo shoots are golden-yellow, with a few green onions on top, and the aroma is tangy.

The willow leaf noodles are more suitable to be described as gnocchi. The large slices can satisfy the hunger, and the noodles are delicious with the soup.

Uncle Ximu served a few dishes of side dishes very hospitablely, and Ying Cui would never refuse anyone who came, You Lengjia encouraged him from the side, and before he left, he even walked along with a few bags of pickles, smiling like a stealing cat.

On the way back, there was a loud cheer from the passage.

I don't know when a lot of villagers gathered there, and Cha Bei's sharp eyes saw Zhuo Zhifei and Fan Mi at a glance.

With a thought, Ying Cui turned around and went back to Lengjia's house to pack her things.

With four high-star hunters on the scene, and only in the low-level collection area, the Tangnian Village incident is a certainty.

The man behind the scene was indeed a [-]-star hunter, Zhuo Zhifei and the others did not hide it, they told the Tangmian village people the truth, and after the big and the small took the hunter to the Hunter Association, the matter came to an end.

"This was our negligence." Zhuo Zhifei said sincerely, "We are very sorry for the accident. In view of the special nature of the people in Tangmian Village, the General Assembly has issued a notice that there will be construction hunters to assist you in building new villages, and they will be appointed regularly. The hunters are stationed at the soup noodle village, and may develop this into the stronghold of the clover shortbread plain." At the end, he added, "This kind of thing will not happen again in the future."

But Prism didn't speak, beside him was the rescued Lengjia's father Lenghai, the two of them could be the masters of the village.

The power of the two-star hunters was uprooted, and the people of Tangnian Village also returned to the familiar ground work, and were planning a new village.

But what happened can't be completely erased after all. The blow to them this year, the panic of living in panic, and after learning that the black hand is actually a hunter, the people of Tangmian Village don't know how to treat Zhuo Zhifei who is also a hunter. They were all together, and some of the rescued people were even more extreme, directly venting their anger on Ying Cui and the others, causing the atmosphere to be a little delicate when several people were having lunch.

"Let's go." Leng Hai said lightly.

The Hunter Association is certainly at fault, but their greed is also responsible for half of the responsibility. The most important thing right now is to restore the soup noodle village so that the villagers can live a better life.

"Brother Afei, let's go." Fanmi said impatiently.

He couldn't understand the change of attitude of the noodle soup man after he knew the truth. Since the other party was lukewarm, why would they put their hot face on their cold ass.

They weren't the ones who did the tricks, so why should they have to suffer this kind of uselessness after saving someone?Hmph, some people just like to push their noses on their faces and make an inch of it.

Ying Cui saw that Fanmi was in a bad mood, and in order not to make any trouble before leaving, she pulled him into the small off-road vehicle—they were led by Prism to pass through the little sweet pink wormwood, and now they are doing the final respectively.

"People from the association will come over in three days at the latest. Before that, you can choose the address of the new village." After explaining this sentence, Zhuo Zhifei got into the car immediately.

The car started and drove towards the plain with full power.

The atmosphere of going on the road again was not as good as it was at the beginning. It seemed that everyone was hit by the last turn of events of the soup noodle village.

Ying Cui touched her bulging backpack, and the corners of her lips raised. He should be the person who gained the most from this trip.

"Master, master..." Lengjia's voice came from behind.

Chabe poked his head out, "That brother is chasing the car."

"Ignore him." Fanmi leaned back on the car seat and said angrily.

"Don't stop for a while?" Ying Cui glanced at Zhuo Zhifei who was driving steadily, "Anyway, he is also your honorary disciple."

Zhuo Zhifei didn't squint.

However, Ying Cui felt that the speed of the car had slowed down significantly, and Lingjia's thick head and thick brain were exposed, and a face was reflected outside the car window.

"This is very dangerous, you should go back quickly." Ying Cui sighed and said helplessly as the others didn't speak.

Lingjia chased the car persistently, running out of breath, "Thank you, thank you, I'm late, this, ahem, here you are."

As he said that, something was thrown into the car window, and Lingjia's sweaty face disappeared.

Ying Cui poked his head out and saw the young man standing where he stopped, a little distance away from the little sweet powder wormwood. He made a trumpet shape with both hands and shouted, "Wait, I will find you!..."

The car accelerated sharply, and the boy's figure and voice became smaller and smaller.

Ying Cui retracted her head and teased, "It seems that this apprentice likes you... Let me see what he threw in."

The small animal skin bag was opened, revealing two crystal stones the size of fingernails, transparent colorless hexagonal crystals, without the brilliance of gemstones, and unremarkable.

"What is this?" Ying Cui said so, but she had an idea in her heart.

Zhuo Zhifei glanced at it, and then the car floated out a perfect curve.

"My dear." Ying Cui smacked her lips, "Your apprentice gave you [-] million apprenticeship money."