How many Chinese people on Earth haven't eaten instant noodles? And how many haven't eaten braised beef noodles?

After slurping the noodles for ages, I could only get a tiny piece or two, and I didn't even know if it was beef chunks.

Ye Feng is different; his main characteristic is his boldness and unrestrained nature.

You won't even see the noodles until you've eaten ten or so pieces of tender and flavorful beef first.

Slurp up a mouthful of noodles, sip some soup, and then pick up a piece of incredibly tender braised beef. Oh yeah, all the regrets of my college life are instantly made up for.

As for whether the guests would think that the only dish served as the finale was braised beef noodles, Ye Feng wasn't worried at all.

Don't tell me these people don't even know what braised beef noodles are. Even if they did, so what?

With the fragrant beef I stewed myself, the chewy and smooth instant noodles I fried, and the huge quantity, no one could say anything bad about it!

Seven Nights is extremely satisfied now.

I've eaten a lot of beef and noodles before.

But I've never eaten noodles with this unusual combination and novel approach before.

These noodles are not only springy and delicious, but they also absorb all the essence of the beef broth, making them absolutely irresistible.

Oh, this damn sense of satisfaction.

No, I'll have to talk to Jue Ming and Ning Yue when I get back. We can't keep letting those sixth disciples focus their attacks on us. We can give them opportunities, but it wouldn't be too much to ask for a treat if we win once or twice occasionally, right?

Moreover, after being exploited by my junior uncle all night, the food tasted even better. Is this the best reward for hard work?

"Crunch...crunch..."

After letting out a few satisfied burps and patting his belly, the kitchen helpers began serving the dishes.

...

"hiss……"

Jiang Lu looked at the large basin that had just been placed in front of him and couldn't help but gasp.

The food Ye Feng prepared for his kitchen helpers was different from what he prepared for the guests in the private rooms.

The kitchen helper and he himself ate what resembled small bowls of noodles on Earth, while the guests were served in large white porcelain bowls.

Before the kitchen helpers entered, they poured in three small bowls of noodles, which just filled the white porcelain basin.

One or three portions make almost no difference in terms of Ye Feng's cost, so there's nothing wrong with his extravagant behavior.

Jiang Lu looked down at her already somewhat round belly and couldn't help but worry about whether she could finish the whole bowl.

Jiang Lu sucked away the saliva that was gushing from his mouth and decided to eat first, and if he really couldn't eat anymore, he would just leave the leftovers.

Jiang Lu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed as he picked up a piece of beef.

This beef looks ordinary and doesn't taste particularly special. I'm afraid I can't give this dish a perfect score today.

With a gentle bite, the tender and juicy beef crumbles into pieces under your teeth.

Huh? It doesn't look special, but it tastes pretty good. However, I'm confident I'll leave some if it's just this flavorful.

This way, you can enjoy delicious food without suffering in your stomach—it's perfect!

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

Huh? What's this?

Jiang Lu curiously picked up a strand of yellow, winding noodles with her chopsticks, looking at Huanfeng with a puzzled expression.

Huanfeng shook his head and said, "Master, don't look at me like that. Ever since I started eating at this mountain retreat, the dishes have never been the same. I don't know what this is either."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lu simply stopped asking questions.

He picked up the strange noodles and stuffed them into his mouth.

Instant noodles are already chewy after being deep-fried, but Ye Feng's homemade instant noodles are even chewier than machine-made ones.

The chewy and smooth noodles feel like they're dancing in your mouth, making it irresistible.

Jiang Lu was indeed completely addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

I haven't heard of those chopsticks since they were used to pick up instant noodles.

His hands seemed to have a mission: to feed the noodles into his mouth as quickly and efficiently as possible.

Because he ate so fast, he had to suck and chew at an even faster pace, which caused strange noises to constantly come from his mouth.

"Snort, snore, snore..."

Huanfeng said that he and his friends were really stunned.

It's just beef, isn't it? It's just noodles, isn't it?

Why would one's own advisor, who is very particular about his appearance, eat so carelessly and without regard for his manners?

Looking down at the yellow, winding noodles, I wondered if these oddly shaped things really had such great magic.

"suck……"

I'll blanch it!

"Snort, snore, snore..."

The private room, which was originally for solo performances, was suddenly transformed into a duet.

Before they knew it, a large bowl of noodles had been finished, but Jiang Lu and Huanfeng still felt unsatisfied.

Looking at the bright, glistening broth, Jiang Lu had a bold idea.

"Glug...glug...glug...ah...so good!"

Jiang Lu actually drank the entire bowl of noodle soup in one go!

He wiped his mouth heartily, slumped back in his chair, and felt completely satisfied.

Coincidentally, Huanfeng also couldn't resist finishing a whole bowl of noodle soup.

He slumped back in his chair while burping incessantly.

It patted its belly contentedly, making a "thump thump thump" sound.

"Grand-disciple, why don't you come next week? At this rate, when will this belly ever go down?"

Huanfeng's lips twitched. He thought to himself, "Last week I asked you if you wanted to come again. I said to take it slow, but you insisted that you weren't satisfied last time. How come it sounds like I forced you to come?"

"You're right, sir. Then I won't book a table next week."

"Well, I need to work out properly next week, otherwise it would be unbecoming and undignified to go back with such a big belly."

"Master."

"Um?"

"As far as I know, you said the same thing last week."

"Huanfeng, sometimes talking too much can really cause trouble."

"I must have remembered it wrong. I think I should have said it."

"Knock knock knock..."

Just as the two were exchanging casual words, the door rang again.

Jiang Lu and Huanfeng were taken aback. Why was the door making a sound at this hour?

Frowning, Jiang asked, "Grand-disciple, how many dishes have we eaten in total?"

Huanfeng thought for a moment and said, "Master, we should have had four dishes and a soup, if we count the braised beef noodles as a soup."

"Hiss... Does that mean that if the soup in this braised beef noodle soup isn't considered a soup, then there's another soup outside the door?"

I think so.

The two looked at their bellies at the same time, thinking that this must not be the last soup, otherwise their bellies would really burst.

However, things in this world are often the case that the more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen.

Five dishes were agreed upon, and Ye Feng would not allow even one to be missing.

And this last dish was especially thoughtfully prepared by Ye Feng.

Since the braised beef noodles already had soup, he didn't prepare soup for this fifth dish. Instead, he prepared another main dish—pickled cabbage fish head!