The evening breeze brought with it the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the courtyard that was destroyed by artillery shells made the scene look particularly desolate at this moment.
The bedroom was a mess, with glass shards, dust and gravel everywhere.
Miyako was tidying up bit by bit. Xu San wanted to help, but unfortunately he couldn't get involved.
It's not that he doesn't know how to do housework, it's just that Miyako can't think of the housework he does.
Feeling a little bored, he went to the kitchen and planned to make hand-made noodles.
I don’t know if it’s because the noodles here are good or because of his original instinct, but Xu San feels that he’s very good at making noodles now. Although it’s not as good as the noodles in the restaurant, it’s definitely a delicacy.
Also kicked out was Sasaki. As for Kurosaki, he disappeared after returning to the office.
Xu San didn't bother to look for it. After all, the task assigned to Kurosaki was to protect and monitor.
In the kitchen, Sasaki saw Xu San cooking for the first time.
Seeing Xu San skillfully kneading, rolling and cutting noodles, I couldn't help but admire him. I felt that my teacher was not only good at knife skills, but also had pretty good cooking skills.
Home-grown garlic sprouts are paired with shredded pork, and then drizzled with a little aged vinegar, and the flavor instantly permeates the entire kitchen.
Xu San took off his apron and said to Sasaki, "Put it on."
"Hi!" Sasaki swallowed his saliva and brought the newly made hot soup noodles to the room on a large wooden stone plate.
For a bowl full of noodles, which was like a small basin, Miyako held her chopsticks without moving them for a long time.
"Eat!" Xu San picked out a stick of noodles, took a sip, and asked, "Do you think I'm not doing a good job?"
Miyako shook her head, gently picked up one, slowly sucked it into her mouth, and chewed it in small bites.
"You have to eat noodles like this!" Xu San said and took another sip, "This is how good it feels!"
"Chili~" With a sound, Sasaki Kojiro beside him also took a big bite, "Master, this is how Chinese people eat!"
"Okay!" Miyako looked slightly stunned, then opened her chopsticks and picked out a big pillar like Xu San, took a big sip, and chewed hard.
The herbaceous aroma of the garlic sprouts mixed with the light meat aroma and the sourness of the aged vinegar instantly caused a large amount of saliva to be secreted. In just a few mouthfuls, the noodles were already eaten. Another sip of the noodle soup was so delicious.
Without eating much, my whole body warmed up.
"Chi Liu~Chi Liu~" Xu Santu said after taking a few mouthfuls of noodles, "Is this kind of noodles delicious?"
"It's delicious, sweet and sour!" Miako put down her chopsticks and replied, "If you like it, I can learn it."
"Hmm~" Xu San thought for a moment, "This is easy to learn. I'll teach you when I have time. Let's first talk about whether such a big bowl of noodles can fill you up."
Miyako looked down at the big bowl in front of him and said, "This bowl can last two days with Miyako's food intake."
"I feel almost bad." Sasaki on the side expressed his opinion.
"You have to practice martial arts and work every day, so of course this is not enough! And the carbohydrates like noodles are not enough for your hard training. The reason why I didn't guide you is because your body can't withstand the effects of a lot of exercise. Consumption.”
"Teacher, are you saying I don't eat enough?"
"You have to eat too much! You have to eat reasonably!"
"Then what do you want to eat?" Sasaki Kojiro sat upright and listened to the church.
"Eggs, beef! And soy products! These are the most suitable. If conditions permit, combined with medicinal baths, you can quickly recuperate your body. By then you can officially practice." Xu San said matter-of-factly.
Sasaki was thoughtful and seemed to be making plans for his future meals.
Ignoring Sasaki, who was in a daze, Xu San continued to eat noodles, "Miako, actually we can open dozens of these noodle restaurants in the country, and the main thing is to make sure you have enough."
"Is this very profitable?" The old housekeeper also intervened after hearing Xu San's words.
"It's not a lot to make money, but it can keep the common people fed." Xu San said lightly, "Another point is that opening a noodle shop doesn't require much investment, but it can be recognized by the bottom level, which is very helpful for expanding its power. helpful."
The old butler's brows were frivolous. He seemed to understand the meaning of Xu San's words. After thinking for a while, he said, "Mr. Edogawa, does he mean that we can win people's hearts through such cheap delicacies? This seems a bit difficult. .Civilians won’t remember such small favors.”
Xu San smiled, "Old Butler, I'm talking about opening dozens of stores! This kind of chain has a unified sign and a unified decoration, which will give people a different feeling."
"Hmm~" The old housekeeper closed his eyes and thought for a moment, "Regular! Reliable!"
"There is a war going on right now, and people's hearts are unstable! Wouldn't it be worrying to have a noodle shop where you can eat enough for a small amount of money?"
"Yes!" The old housekeeper was still confused.
"Let's put it this way, no matter whether we win or lose this war, Japan's economy will enter the stage of the Great Depression after the war, and after that, it will be full of waste and enter a period of great development. We will open a large number of noodle restaurants. Prepare for the war and grab this big piece of cake."
"Chiliu~"
"Chiliu~"
Xu San started eating noodles with big mouthfuls again.
After finishing a bowl, Miako was the first to say, "しゅじん, I understand what you mean. Thank you for your advice to the Yagyu family."
"We are all a family, why are you so polite?"
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The sky was gradually getting dark, and the mountain gun truck was slowly driving south on the highway.
They have passed five checkpoints since the evacuation.
Li Yunlong was always on tenterhooks every time he passed by, as if the pass given by Xu San was easy to use.
The Japanese guards didn't even dare to question them when they saw the pass, so they just let him go.
After passing the fifth checkpoint, Li Yunlong couldn't help but knock on the glass of the cab and asked, "Which section is this pass issued for?"
"From Taiyuan Headquarters!" replied the newsboy sitting in the co-pilot.
"Bullshit!" Li Yunlong raised his thumb, then looked at the plain white paper in the front window, and countless battle plans popped into his mind.
As he was thinking about it, his collar was pulled by Zhao Gang, "Don't worry about that pass. Didn't you listen to Comrade Newsboy, you have to return it after you use it?"
Li Yunlong's mouth twitched, "It would be great if I didn't have to pay it back!"
"Comrades at the head of the group are being cautious. They cannot make any mistakes in their intelligence work." Zhao Gang said.
"Okay, okay! I know!" Li Yunlong took out the walkie-talkie a little impatiently and started playing with it, then looked at his watch, and finally gritted his teeth and put the walkie-talkie away. (End of chapter)
