Upon hearing this, Old Man Meng immediately jumped up again.
"My wife loves me more and more! Last year it was only nine minutes!"
Grandma Yang: "That's because I noticed you've lost two more teeth this year, and you eat much slower than before."
Old Man Meng fell silent this time, quietly picking up his longevity noodles, a tear falling into the bowl with a soft thud.
"Oh dear, you're being coy now. I'll give you two more minutes at most, don't push your luck."
Old Man Meng finally broke into a smile and gently picked up a bundle of noodles arranged in an arc in the bowl with his chopsticks.
"Old woman, these longevity noodles look so thin and white, are they dragon beard noodles?"
He put it in his mouth, ready to slurp it down in one go...
What's going on? The texture is wrong!
"This isn't noodles, it's yam, the real medicine, old woman!"
"The texture is still crunchy, but after biting into it, it has a unique tenderness and softness. The yam you chose has turned into the shape of noodles. How did you do that? It's amazing!"
Old Meng scooped out many different kinds of mushrooms from the bowl with his chopsticks, chewed on the delicious wild mushrooms, and drank a sip of mushroom soup. The warmth spread from his head to his toes, and the fragrance wafted from his eyebrows to his eyelashes.
"It sounds like goose feet, tastes like honey, and is as smooth as silk without a trace of astringency. There is probably nothing in this world more delicious than mushrooms, especially seven different varieties, each with its own sweetness and flavor. When stewed with yam, codonopsis, and cordyceps flowers, it feels like drinking old hen soup. Paired with a bowl of longevity noodles, even the gods are not as good as me at this moment, hahahahaha!"
Although Old Meng loved this longevity noodle dish very much, he only ate a small portion and left most of it in the bowl.
Then he took a butterfly pea flower green roll and tried the original flavor of the roll first.
"The dough of this steamed bun has a light, refreshing fragrance, which is probably the special aroma of a mixture of plants and wheat flour. Inside, I tasted soft coconut flakes and blackcurrant raisins, which were especially sweet!"
"The large blackcurrant tarts make this steamed bun very flavorful, and I've heard that anthocyanins are good for girls, not only for beauty and anti-oxidation, but also for protecting blood vessels and eyes."
"Butterfly pea flowers contain 12 times more anthocyanins than blueberries. Old lady, eat a few more later."
Then Old Man Meng picked up a small bowl of white rice.
With a gleam of greed in her eyes, she said, "I got hungry when I saw these two dishes being served. I was thinking how delicious they would be with rice."
"This cauliflower and tomato dish has a color scheme similar to that of lotus root stir-fry, with reds, greens, and browns that look refreshing and appetizing."
He picked up a cauliflower and put it in his mouth. "Mmm~~ The little buds on the cauliflower head are full of tomato juice, and the sweet and sour taste is very delicious."
Finally, Old Meng picked up a spoon and scooped a small portion of cauliflower and tomato into his bowl.
I then took a portion of the vegetarian eggplant and added it to the rice, and then mixed it in the bowl with the broth that had flowed out of the eggplant plate.
The white rice was dressed in an amber-colored coat.
Old Meng brought the bowl to his mouth and shoveled a large mouthful of rice into it.
"Old woman! This eggplant is absolutely amazing! This sauce is so good with rice!"
"It's so tender you can suck it in one bite. You can eat it with rice while sucking on the eggplant. It's so juicy and flavorful. The sauce is perfectly seasoned. You should try it, you'll definitely love it!"
Grandma Yang glanced at her watch: "There are still three minutes left, eat more."
Old Man Meng slammed his bowl on the table: "If my wife isn't eating, I'm not eating either! Eating alone is no fun; it's much better to eat with you!"
Grandma Yang squinted at him: "Really? Have you forgotten how deliciously you ate this bowl of rice soaked in broth just a minute ago?"
Old Man Meng shook Old Woman Yang's hand and said, "Oh dear, you should eat with me. Look, I've already saved your portion."
Grandma Yang noticed that most of the dishes on the table had been left uneaten, and Grandpa Meng had only eaten a little of each dish. He then told her about the taste of each dish. Feeling a warm glow inside, she asked, "Old man, what was the name of the bowl of noodles you just ate?"
Old Man Meng: "Boss Qin said it's Seven Immortals Yam Longevity Noodles."
Grandma Yang: "No, it's you in my heart."
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Qin Yi: "Eating dog food in front of a temple, this is the first time I've ever seen this."
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Ten minutes later, Grandma Yang devoured all the food on the table and went to the front desk to pay the bill.
You have received 199 yuan.
Qin Yi quickly said, "This is a bit too much."
Grandma Yang disagreed: "With your skills, I think the price is too cheap. There aren't many people in Rainbow City who can make that longevity noodle dish. I'm very curious how you cut the yam into such thin strands?"
Qin Yi smiled and said, "That's hard to explain. Let me demonstrate for you."
She took a long, sharp knife and a peeled yam from the kitchen.
Then, wrap a piece of gauze around your left hand and hold the yam to increase friction.
First, use a sharp knife in your right hand to make a small incision on the side.
Next, use a sharp knife to slice the yam along the cut.
The process is somewhat like peeling an apple, but the resulting yam slices are as thin as paper.
Viewed from the side, it looks somewhat like a slowly unfolding white scroll.
Then divide this long yam slice into several even pieces.
After stacking them, quickly cut them into thin yam noodles on the cutting board with a sharp knife.
Old Lady Yang was greatly shocked: "Young friend Qin, your knife skills are simply divine."
This made Qin Yi feel embarrassed: "Old Yang, this is a chef's basic skill. Any chef who knows how to make Wensi Tofu can easily make this dish."
After enjoying a perfect birthday meal, Old Meng seemed a bit more sober. He asked Qin Yi, "Young friend Qin, have you been setting up a stall here lately? This vegetarian restaurant, Suiyuan, is elegant and delicious. Many of my friends like this kind of food. Eating vegetarian food occasionally is good for your health. I feel like it cleansed a lot of waste out of my intestines, haha!"
Qin Yi shook her head: "I'll set up my stall here for two more days and then come down the mountain. I haven't decided what to do after I come down."
Old Yang shoved Old Meng: "Then let's come to Ziyun Mountain again tomorrow for vegetarian food. I've figured it out now. The things that young friend Qin sells are all limited editions. Once this opportunity is gone, it's gone forever!"
Old Meng, with a mournful face, wailed, "Old woman, if I climb for another hour or so tomorrow, my old man, I might have to go see the Buddha first!"
Old Yang smacked Old Meng on the head: "Are you stupid! We can take a car up tomorrow!"
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