"Your uncle, I am very good at my craftsmanship. I will show you my skills today."

Yang Lin also suddenly became interested. He ignored Xiaoyun's winks at the side, got up and walked towards the back kitchen of the noodle shop, saying at the same time: "Is it okay to borrow your kitchen utensils and food?"

"No, no problem..." The boss didn't know what to say. He thought to himself that this man was too tough, and he might have been sent here by his colleagues to cause trouble.

Several cooks in the back kitchen, Dunzi watched a young man in a green robe walking over. Before he could react, he heard the man say: "Prepare some Chinese toon, young bean sprouts, carrots, and cucumbers cut into shreds..."

Well, it should be called courgette, and the green beans and soybeans should be cooked well, and the heat should be controlled, so they don’t need to be too rotten.”

"..." Everyone looked confused, but they heard the boss say: "Just do as he said, I want to see what tricks he can do!"

Yang Lin asked again: "Do you have soybean paste?"

"……have."

"Here some of it and cut some meat into cubes."

"……good."

Unconsciously, the entire kitchen staff began to work under his guidance, as if he was the boss here.

Yang Lin put on his cloth bag, came to an iron pot, opened the bellows, heated the iron pot and poured in seed oil, then put the diced meat, green onion and ginger in the oil and stir-fried, then added the soybean paste and stirred, and finally

Then it was poured out.

Seeing Yang Lin's skillful technique, not only Xiaoyun, but also the noodle shop owner was stunned.

"It smells so good. What kind of dish is this?"

"I don't know. The technique seems quite authentic. It should be a unique secret book."

"Hey, look, he's starting to cook noodles!"

Turn on the stove again, put the noodles into boiling water, wash them in cold water, and then put them in a large bowl.

"Why do you need to run it through cold water?"

"I think I heard my master say that the Jinkou generation had this technique, which seems to be called 'crossing the water'. After soaking in cold water, it can increase the chewiness of the noodles."

"Is this person a master?"

Everyone was talking a lot.

When a bowl of hot fried noodles was brought out, everyone in the noodle shop was attracted by the aroma. Not only the aroma, good food also pays attention to the color, flavor and flavor. This extremely popular snack in later generations, alone

In terms of appearance, it is amazing enough. The red and green colors are mixed together, which looks very pleasing to the eye, like a work of art.

There were three bowls of noodles in one pot, one bowl each for myself and Xiaoyun, and one bowl left for the boss.

Yang Lin was not polite. He picked up the noodles and ate them happily. Xiao Yun, who was already swallowing her saliva, didn't even need Yang Lin to say hello.

Already picked up the dishes and chopsticks.

As for the boss, he looked a little weird and hesitant. Under the hesitation of other diners, he finally reluctantly took down his chopsticks and took a bite. He was stunned on the spot...

The master and the servant left directly after eating the noodles, not knowing what happened next.

When passing by the soup cake shop, Xiaoyun also packed some soup cakes back, saying that these were what Shen Yourong liked to eat. Before the young lady got married, the two of them would often run out to eat in the morning. Later, the eldest father stopped allowing it.

Of course, Yang Lin didn't say anything about not eating too greasy food when you're sick. These days, there aren't as strict nutritional standards as in later generations. Being able to eat and drink enough is actually a very happy thing.

Even in Bianjing, a place at the feet of the emperor, you can actually see homeless beggars and refugees everywhere, just like the little girl named Xiaoyun next to me, who was sold to Shen by her parents because her family was too poor. With her innocent character, if she hadn't met a young lady like Shen Yourong, she might have become a being who wouldn't survive three episodes of the TV series...

Yang Lin took the little girl to walk all the way here, stopping and walking. After traveling for so many days, it was only then that he felt like he had gradually integrated into this era.

When time travel really happens to oneself, few people can be calm and composed. The tiger's body shakes the world and responds. That is the obscene plot in the novel. The real mood will be very heavy, and then there are some Confused, living in a society full of ancients, the experience of later generations will not play a role at this time, but will make you look a little different, or even out of place, so you need more time to adapt and change, so the whole It was ten days before he started to step out of the hospital.

"Hiccup-" The little girl may have been too full from fried noodles, so she hiccupped all the way. She blushed and covered her mouth, lowering her head and not daring to look at Yang Lin.

"Haha, I told you to eat less. If you like it, I'll cook it for you next time." Yang Lin said with satisfaction.

"I didn't expect my uncle's cooking to be so delicious, but I've never heard of this method before. You didn't look at the boss's face and thought we were here to cause trouble... Hahaha..."

"There are a lot of things I didn't expect. Fortunately we ran fast, otherwise we might have been beaten up."

"My uncle shouldn't be cooking outside. It would be bad if people knew about it."

"I know, the gentleman is far away from the kitchen."

"If my uncle doesn't like it, Yun'er won't say anything anymore."

"Of course I like it."

"I knew my uncle was the best!"

Looking at the bustling morning market in front of him, Yang Lin couldn't help humming some random song melody.

"What kind of music are you humming?"

"It's a nonsense song. Some people call it a folk song, but you can also interpret it as meaningless moaning."

Yang Lin didn't know how to explain this to the little girl, so he said casually.

"Well, I haven't heard of it, but Xiaoyun used to like to secretly go to the studio with the ladies to listen to music. Those girls sang beautifully, but the tune felt very different from this... ballad. Uncle, you know how? There are so many.”

Yang Lin glanced at her and said with a smile: "What, do you want to learn?"

The little girl was obviously interested. She blinked her big clear eyes and asked, "Is it really okay?"

Yang Lin rubbed her head and said: "It's not a unique secret... Well, I should be the only one in the world who knows it, so it can be regarded as a unique one. Listen carefully, this song is called Once Upon a Time Slow, Well, from the past, slowly slowly..."

"Once upon a time, I was slow. Is it a very strange name? Is it the name of the brand?"

"Well, Tang poetry and Song lyrics are considered the name of the poetry brand."

The long and short sentences that were supposed to flourish only in the Song Dynasty have also been developed to the extreme here. A few decades ago, there was also a poet named Liu Yong, who won the favor of countless brothel girls. There is a saying that "where there is a well, everyone chants Liu Yong's poems" .

Of course, history has also undergone some changes. The poet named Liu Yong did not die in poverty and rely on singers to collect money for burial. Instead, after he became famous, he married the brothel girl who spent all his savings to finance his exams and was consecrated. For a good story.

These are what he saw when he was flipping through books on weekdays. History has changed in many details, but the overall trend is unexpectedly consistent. Perhaps it won't take many years for that event to be regarded as an eternal humiliation by later generations.

Changes will come as expected.

However, he is not too worried. Since he is familiar with the direction of history, if a war really breaks out, he can always find a place to avoid the war and disputes, and he can spend his life peacefully. As for saving all the people from the fire and water.

Among them, or the idea of ​​supporting the Han Dynasty, he really has never thought about it. He teases the little maid every day and waits for his wife to come home for dinner. This kind of life is quite good.

Yang Lin hummed as he walked, and the little girl behind him followed him word for word.

I remember when I was young,

Everyone is sincere,

Say something, say something...

Early in the morning at the train station,

The long street is dark and empty of pedestrians,

The shop selling soy milk was steaming.

The sun used to become slower,

Cars, horses, and mail are all slow,

There is only enough time to love one person in a lifetime.

The locks in the past were also nice.

The key is exquisite and stylish,
Chapter completed!