Chapter 78 Beef Noodles
Tang Yiyi boiled the noodles until cooked, then scooped them out and placed them in a bowl. She arranged the braised beef and radish on top of the noodles, then poured a few spoonfuls of broth over them. A bowl of beef noodles was ready.
Tang Yiyi delivered it to the customer, saying, "Your beef noodles are ready!"
Zhao Nan said "thank you," and saw that the beef sauce-colored lumps were all the same size, and the radish soaked in the broth looked soft and tender, making it very tempting.
I picked up my chopsticks, rolled up a clump of noodles, and put it in my mouth.
The noodles are very chewy and have a strong wheat aroma; the more you eat, the more delicious they become.
Next, a piece of beef. The beef, neither too big nor too small, was tender and flavorful, with no trace of gamey taste, only the aroma of meat that had been stewed for a long time.
And the radish is so soft and tender, it barely needs any chewing. Together, they're simply perfect!
Zhao Nan lowered his head and started drinking the soup. Wow, what a rich soup! It must have been stewed with spices; it smelled wonderful.
The beef noodles cost 12 yuan a serving, and the amount of beef was quite generous, unlike some shops where you can only find three or five pieces of beef, about the size of your little finger.
The beef at the restaurant is made with high-quality ingredients; you can taste the quality, and it's very fresh.
Zhao Nan also added a braised egg, as he has a big appetite and was worried he wouldn't be full.
With a bite, the braised egg, still slightly hot from the broth, is incredibly delicious, its savory flavor lingering on the palate. There's not a hint of eggy taste; the egg white is bouncy and smooth, while the yolk is creamy and flavorful—it's simply divine.
Zhao Nan ate one bite after another, stopping midway to drink a sip of soup.
Mmm, that's the taste!
The freshly cooked beef noodles were served in a large white porcelain round bowl by Tang Yiyi, and the rich aroma wafted towards her.
Starving, Zhao Nan devoured the beef noodles in a flash, even drinking the broth completely.
When passersby saw Zhao Nan's reaction, they almost buried their faces in the bowl. This guy is really exaggerating. Is it really that delicious?
Before leaving, Zhao Nan was still somewhat reluctant to leave.
He asked Tang Yiyi, "Boss, can I have beef noodles tomorrow morning?"
Tang Yiyi wasn't sure. "It depends on the situation."
Even if beef noodles sell well, she won't sell beef noodles for several days in a row; she'll consider selling a few different types of rice noodles instead.
Zhao Nan: "I hope they'll have beef noodles for sale tomorrow morning!"
After a long day of work, you simply don't have the energy to work without eating something good.
Tang Yiyi noticed several new food order messages on her phone.
Jianhao's grandfather's note:
[Boss, I'd like to order a bowl of beef noodles for my grandson at 12 o'clock, please deliver it to...]
At the same time, Cheng Yu's mother sent a message.
[Boss, I'd like to order braised pork for 12 o'clock, delivered to XX.]
My son doesn't like sweet things, so please make the braised pork less sweet. Also, could you please include two vegetable dishes with it?
The restaurant's braised pork comes with a free side of greens, but Cheng Yu's mother specifically requested two vegetarian dishes.
Tang Yiyi tolerated this attempt to take advantage of her.
She sent a voice message saying, "Cheng Yu's mom, this is the first time you've ordered braised pork. Consider the two vegetable dishes a gift."
Upon seeing the word "first time," Cheng Yu's mother's face turned pale instantly.
Despite being in the food ordering group for so long, Cheng Yu's mother has only ordered food a few times.
Later, Cheng Yu's mother probably felt awkward and didn't say anything in the group chat.
Song Man tidied up the dirty dishes on the table, and Tang Yiyi quickly prepared the food and delivered it to He An.
He loaded the food order into the trunk, hopped on his electric scooter, and announced, "Boss, I'm off to deliver food!"
Tang Yiyi returned to the kitchen, washed the dirty dishes and chopsticks, and put them in the sterilizer.
Around 12 o'clock, Xiaoyu came back with his little schoolbag on his back.
Some customers looked up, saw Xiaoyu come in, and joked, "Boss, your brother's back!"
I've been to the restaurant several times, and most of the diners recognize Xiaoyu.
Every time the little kid comes back, he helps with the chores, and he does it quite well.
Tang Yiyi brought out a pot of soup. Today's complimentary soup was seaweed and egg drop soup. The room was full of guests.
Seeing Xiaoyu come into the kitchen, Tang Yiyi felt both relieved and heartbroken. "Your sister is enough in the kitchen. Xiaoyu, go sit down and rest for a while."
Xiaoyu blinked and said, "Sister, I'm not tired. I'll help you pack your food."
Whenever she was too busy, Xiaoyu would tear off the bag, open it, and put the lunchbox inside.
While the technique wasn't exactly nimble, it was reliable enough to perfectly pack the takeout.
At the entrance of the shop next door, a figure peeked over. It was He Dong's wife. She thought that by learning from others and selling rice bowls, she could surpass them, and that they would even sell them for a lower price.
As a result, after a few days, the store returned to its original state, becoming deserted and quiet again.
They must be restaurant customers; they've gone to the restaurant again.
He Dong's wife almost gritted her teeth. They were both in the catering business, so why was their business better than theirs?
Zhao Jianhao hummed a tune as he went to get his takeout. His grandfather called to say that the takeout had arrived and asked him to come downstairs to pick it up.
In the stairwell, he bumped into a classmate who was returning with takeout and teased him, "Zhao Jianhao, why are you so happy?"
Zhao Jianhao replied cheerfully, "My takeout has arrived."
The classmate looked confused, a look of astonishment flashing in their eyes, "You ordered a hamburger and fried chicken?"
Several brand names flashed through my mind.
"No, it's just noodles," Zhao Jianhao said with a smile. "I'm not going to say anything more, I'm going to get the takeout."
After a while, Zhao Jianhao returned to the classroom with the takeout. Several classmates pushed the tables together and sat around to eat.
"What do you all eat for lunch?" Wu Qi asked.
A boy proudly declared, "A hamburger, a McDonald's hamburger, and a Coke."
"My family ordered dumplings, and I was craving dumplings too!"
"Mine is fried noodles, it looks pretty spicy."
"Zhao Jianhao, what are you eating?" Wu Qi asked casually. She was having abalone and prawns for lunch today, something her classmates didn't eat.
"Beef noodles."
After that, one of the classmates said, "Beef noodles? That'll do too."
"But shouldn't noodles only be eaten in the morning?"
They usually eat rice as their staple food for lunch and dinner.
Wu Qi lifted the lid of the lunchbox. Her grandmother's cooking skills were excellent; the abalone and prawns looked very appetizing.
"Wow, Kiki, you're having abalone and prawns for lunch! It looks delicious."
"My family usually only eats shrimp during holidays. Qiqi, you're so lucky!"
Everyone chimed in, praising Wu Qi.
Wu Qi blushed, her vanity greatly satisfied.
Zhao Jianhao felt hungry, so he took out a package from the bag. It was a white, transparent package with beef and radish on top and noodles and soup underneath, with some layers.
"Zhao Jianhao, your beef noodles don't look very appetizing."
"Beef noodles can be found at any shop downstairs from my house."
Zhao Jianhao lowered his head and remained silent. He didn't know how it tasted either. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his classmates enjoying their food, and he pursed his lips.
To be honest, he doesn't really like noodles.
Wu Qi's lavish meal made many classmates envious.
Wu Qi was in a great mood, eating shrimp heartily and glancing at Zhao Jianhao every now and then.
She's going to eat better than Zhao Jianhao today.
Why does Wu Qi dislike Zhao Jianhao? It's because her family always compares her to Zhao Jianhao, and Zhao Jianhao always gets better grades than her.
Zhao Jianhao stopped worrying about it, picked up his chopsticks and found the noodles to be neither mushy nor bland.
The noodles in my mouth are very fragrant, with an indescribable aroma. Each noodle is very chewy and smooth.
Zhao Jianhao took another bite of beef, and it tasted even better. The rich aroma of meat lingered on his tongue, making him unable to stop eating.
Wow, Zhao Jianhao, your noodles smell delicious!
"This beef and radish looks delicious!"
Zhao Jianhao was speechless. The beef noodles his grandfather ordered were really good, very delicious.
After finishing his meal, he wanted to call his grandfather and tell him that he wanted to eat the beef noodles from that restaurant again tomorrow.
Wu Qi suddenly stopped, somewhat annoyed, and said, "What's so good about beef noodles!"
"You can find beef noodles at any shop, and you can even make them at home."
The other students remained silent, their eyes fixed on the beef noodles in Zhao Jianhao's bowl. The noodles, glistening with oil, were topped with chunks of dark brown beef, small pieces of radish, and chopped scallions and cilantro. They smelled delicious.
Zhao Jianhao sped up his eating, ignoring what his classmates were saying. This beef noodle soup was different from anything he had ever had before!
The tender radish chunks, the dark brown beef, the noodles that have been cooked until soft... it tastes so delicious!
The other students were practically drooling.
"Isn't it delicious, Zhao Jianhao?" a classmate couldn't help but ask.
"Mmm," Zhao Jianhao replied, his words mumbled.
Would you like to try some?
"Thank you, Jianhao! This radish looks delicious."
"Thanks to Zhao Jianhao, the beef is tender yet chewy, and full of meaty flavor."
"Don't push me, I want to try the side dishes."
Wu Qi was furious; the abalone and prawns in the bowl no longer looked appealing.
It's just a bowl of beef noodles, but you're acting like you've never eaten it before!
Zhao Jianhao looked down and showed off his noodles, sharing them with his classmates. There wasn't much beef noodle left.
The portions of food at the restaurant are calculated based on the size of a normal adult, and the food is served in large, disposable, round, transparent lunchboxes.
Zhao Jianhao had never eaten so much before; his stomach was bloated.
Wu Qi was eating slowly, and even the abalone and prawns didn't seem to suit his taste.
What should I do if I suddenly crave Zhao Jianhao's beef noodles?
That afternoon, Wu Qi returned home and broke down in tears, crying, "I want to eat beef noodles!"
Grandma Wu Qi never expected that a bowl of beef noodles would make her granddaughter want to eat it.
"Which beef noodle shop?" Upon hearing this, Wu Qi shook her head; she didn't know either.
Grandma Wu Qi found Grandpa Jianhao and asked him which beef noodle shop he had ordered for lunch.
Jianhao's grandfather did not expect to receive inquiries from several parents.
He found the restaurant owner's WeChat account and shared it with everyone.
When Grandma Wu saw the familiar WeChat name, she felt dizzy and her vision went black. Wasn't this the restaurant in front of the school?
A few minutes later, Grandma Wu found the boss.
"Boss, I'd like to order a bowl of beef noodles tomorrow, please deliver it to my school..."
Tang Yiyi was also completely confused. Wasn't it Grandma Wu Qi who was being picky in the first place? Why did she suddenly change her mind?
Besides, several parents came and wanted to add her.
The beef noodles, which were only prepared at 10 a.m., were all sold out by 1 p.m.
Although Tang Yiyi felt tired, she believed it was all worth it.
She only started preparing their lunch—two meat dishes and one vegetable dish—after the shop had almost empty.
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