"Ah!" Lulu was so startled that she dropped her chopsticks.
She already felt a little guilty about eating alone.
Being startled like that made her even more embarrassed.
"Hehe~~ Dad, I didn't have dinner, so I bought a bowl of rice noodles because I was hungry."
Dad squinted and looked at her sideways: "Didn't we have dinner tonight? You even said the food was delicious and ate two bowls."
"Huh? My mom tells you even about such a small thing?"
"I'm just concerned about my daughter, but what about you? Why do you only bring late-night snacks for your mom and not your dad?"
Lu Lulu's father, Lu Jingtian, pretended to be sad and sat down next to her: "Sigh... my daughter is growing up and she's not as close to her father anymore."
They're using this trick again!
"Dad~~" Lulu shook Lu Jingtian's arm, "I just wanted to taste it for you, because I was afraid it would be too spicy for your stomach."
"I only realized how spicy it was after I ate it," she said, pretending to pick up her cup and drink the whole glass of water.
"Elderly people shouldn't eat such strong-flavored food at night; it's not good for their health."
"Daughter! You have no idea how bland the food is in Orange City! My mouth is so dry! I haven't had a single day of decent food while working there these past few months. I just miss the food in Purple City!"
As Lu Jingtian spoke, he naturally moved the rice noodle box in front of him.
"Which flavor do you miss, Dad? It's not this one, is it?"
Lulu thought to herself that the owner had only been setting up his stall for a few days.
Her dad couldn't have eaten it, could he?
As if introducing something, Lu Jingtian picked up a chopstick and said, "Which person who grew up in Zicheng didn't slurp a bowl of rice noodles when they were a child? A Zicheng person's day begins with a bowl of steaming rice noodles."
He took a deep slurp.
I just wanted to tease my daughter.
But I never expected it to taste so good.
Numbness, spiciness, freshness, and aroma – every flavor is perfectly captured in this bowl of noodles.
Even though he travels all over the country.
Anyone who has tasted delicacies from all over the world would have to say that this bowl of noodles ranks among the top of their favorite dishes.
The lobster tastes just like the traditional spicy crayfish I ate when I was a child.
I remember when I was young, my friend and I each brought 20 yuan.
You can get a big bowl of shrimp for as little as 40 yuan and eat until you're stuffed.
Finally, you can ask the owner to make you a bowl of smooth and tender rice noodles.
Delicious with lobster bisque.
Even when he and his friends were stuffed, they didn't want to stop eating.
Nowadays, most of the lobsters in late-night snack shops are prepared using methods such as braising in oil, garlic, or spicy cooking.
Very few people know how to make traditional shrimp soup anymore.
This noodle dish evoked Lu Jingtian's most primal childhood memories of food.
"From breakfast to late-night snack, from returning home to traveling far away, a bowl of rice noodles is a bowl of homesickness. This rice noodle is the kite string that holds the people of Zicheng together. No matter how far they fly, they will always miss the taste of home."
Lu Lulu's eyes lit up with excitement after hearing her father's words.
My dad is indeed a famous director.
He eats a bowl of noodles with such skill; I should learn a lot from him.
Wait, that's not right!
Then her midnight snack ended up in his stomach!
Look, he's already buried his head in the box and eating voraciously.
Men naturally eat faster.
Now he's extremely anxious, as if he's being chased.
It felt like half the bowl was empty after just a few bites!
Lulu was so anxious that she reached out and grabbed the bottom of the rice noodle box tightly.
"Dad, I also grew up in Zicheng, and this is my homesickness too! You can't be sad alone!"
Lu Jingtian picked up a large piece of konjac and popped it into his mouth, his brows relaxing with satisfaction: "With Dad here, you won't have to worry. I'll buy you whatever you want to eat tomorrow!"
"I just want to eat this bowl of rice noodles! Not tomorrow, I want to enjoy myself while I can!" Lu Lulu vowed not to let go!
Lu Jingtian ate another piece of potato.
The smooth, creamy texture, soaked in broth, melts in your mouth.
This is the taste!
It tastes exactly like the lobster I remember!
The side dishes were just as delicious!
How could I possibly put down my chopsticks? Impossible, absolutely impossible.
"Whatever your request, I'll fulfill it." Lu Jingtian was already hooked by the delicious food.
Lulu was initially very upset to see her midnight snack being eaten.
But she perked up as soon as she heard her father say that.
Actually, the plan was to buy it as a gift for her father.
She regretted it because it was so delicious and wanted to keep it for herself.
Thinking about it this way, it seems like there's no loss.
"Then...you can fulfill any request?"
Lu Jingtian was peeling a shrimp shell at that moment, and put a white and tender shrimp tail, which was curled up and bigger than a beef ball, into his mouth.
Then I took a bite of rice noodles, and the taste was absolutely divine!
The shrimp meat is so fresh it's bouncy.
The rice noodles, infused with a rich sauce, blend together in your mouth.
The flavors become even tastier and more complex after they collide!
Happiness can sometimes be that simple.
Delicious food, a cozy home, and a lovely daughter.
Lu Jingtian's happiness index soared at this moment.
My daughter bought me a late-night snack that was not only thoughtful but also delicious, and I couldn't be happier.
"Tell me what you want!"
"Then I want to participate in your show, to be on a reality TV show!"
"No..." He almost blurted out the word "question," wondering how his daughter could have such an idea.
Lu Jingtian pondered for a while.
He looked at the small half-bowl of noodles left in front of him, then took out his phone to check his notes.
As a foodie, when you stop eating, you must leave completely satisfied; an abrupt end will ruin the whole experience.
He was already imagining the scene of taking the last bite in his mind.
After finishing all the noodles, leave a sip of soup, drink it all, and you're done—a perfect ending.
Lulu felt anxious seeing her father's conflicted expression.
I hope I don't end up losing both my wife and my money tonight.
Oh dear, she had no choice but to continue acting spoiled, leaning on her father's shoulder and shaking his arm vigorously, "Dad~~~~~~~~~"
Lu Jingtian's chubby body trembled as his daughter shook him. "Stop shaking me, I'm dizzy! I promise you!"
"But we'll let you know once we find a suitable program for you."
"Ah! Long live Dad! I knew you loved me the most!"
At this moment, Lulu's mother, Ms. Zhang Yazhi, came out carrying a bag of empty powder boxes.
"What are you two arguing about in the middle of the night? Oh, why is there still rice noodles left? Don't you like it? I can help you finish it, so don't waste food."
She made a move to take the bowl in front of Lu Jingtian.
"No, no! I don't even have enough to eat for myself! I just stopped to talk to my daughter!"
Lu Jingtian tightly guarded his powder box, afraid that after dealing with one small one, another large one would come.
"I thought you had such poor taste. Don't be nervous, I'm just here to throw away some trash."
...
Despite being robbed last night, Qin Yi was so exhausted that she slept until 9:30.
When she woke up and saw it was this time, she quickly got the ingredients and started simmering the broth. Luckily, she had bought a lot of chicken bones and frames yesterday, so the amount would last her another day.
Otherwise, if we go to the market today, we won't have enough time or money.
I still have over a thousand yuan left, and I need to complete 110 more bowls to finish the task.
I can't afford expensive ingredients anymore; just buying rice noodles costs a lot of money, so I have to think of other solutions.
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