Ji Wanmei said, "My bowl of noodles looks pretty good."
Lei Tingjun said, "This should be their signature noodle dish. People from Zhejiang prefer light flavors, so chicken soup noodles are popular."
Lei Tingjun's large portion of Zha Jiang Mian (noodles with soybean paste) came in a huge bowl, with noodles weighing at least four or five ounces, almost half a pound.
Since there are a lot of noodles, there should naturally be more fried sauce, and it looks pretty good.
Meanwhile, Luo Chunyan had already started eating impatiently.
While eating, he said, "Although this meat sauce is a bit bland, it's still edible with a little chili."
Ji Wanmei smiled. Chunyan was just stubborn.
Ji Wanmei first blew on the chicken soup to cool it down a bit, then took a couple of sips of the broth. She found that the broth was fresh and fragrant, with a hint of the aroma of dried bean curd, making it quite unique.
Once the noodles and dried bean curd are cooked, they blend together. Pick up a strand, mix it with the broth, and put it in your mouth. It's soft, chewy, and delicious.
Lei Tingjun ate noodles with great gusto, giving the impression of having a very good appetite. He shoveled large mouthfuls of noodles into his mouth, stirring the fried sauce in the bowl with his chopsticks and mixing it with the noodles.
All three of them ate their fill.
Lei Tingjun rushed to settle the bill again.
Three people, three bowls of noodles, and the total cost was one dollar and one cent.
Ji Wanmei's dried bean curd noodles and Luo Chunyan's dry noodles are both 30 cents a bowl, while Lei Tingjun's large bowl of fried sauce noodles is 50 cents a bowl.
It's a little more expensive than noodle shops in the county town, but still acceptable.
Luo Chunyan muttered something, but Ji Wanmei didn't hear it.
She said: When I get back, I'll calculate how much I owe Lei Tingjun for the meal and pay him back.
Luo Chunyan whispered to Ji Wanmei, "I didn't expect Lei Tingjun to be so picky about food! This noodle shop doesn't look very crowded, I thought it wouldn't be good!"
Ji Wanmei smiled; it seemed that Chunyan was finally starting to change her opinion of Lei Tingjun.
When I left the noodle shop, it was already past seven o'clock, and many retailers from all over the country were already heading into the wholesale market to buy goods.
Ji Wanmei and the others followed the surging crowd inside.
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