After saying that, he put the noodles into the bowl one by one, followed by mutton, chopped green onions, garlic sprouts, cilantro, mutton broth, Sichuan peppercorn powder, chili oil, etc.
"Alright, Grandpa Huang! Could you please bring over the rest of the bowls for me?"
Zhiyin carried the two bowls of noodles out herself and casually and naturally asked Old Huang to help carry the things.
Old Huang was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh and readily agreed, "Okay!"
"Drawing, you're done with school? Come quick, let's have some mutton rice noodles."
As soon as Zhiyin came out of the kitchen, she saw Zhihua skipping back and immediately waved to her with a smile.
"Okay, sister~"
Zhihua was clearly delighted and couldn't wait to drop her bag and obediently sit down at the dining table.
"If it's not spicy enough, meaty enough, or salty enough, add it yourself."
Zhiyin smiled as she looked at the crowd who were constantly swallowing their saliva, and then couldn't wait to start slurping her noodles.
"Ah! That's great! This is exactly the taste!"
"Everyone, don't be shy, eat up! The essence of this mutton rice noodle soup lies in the noodles and the broth."
Zhiyin ate while smiling and looking at everyone.
Actually, even without her reminder, the surrounding area was already filled with the sounds of people slurping noodles.
Everyone imitated Zhiyin's manner, eating with their mouths greasy.
"Delicious! It's so incredibly flavorful! This lamb isn't gamey at all, and it's so tender and juicy."
"These noodles are so smooth and delicate, it feels so good to slurp them up! They're absolutely amazing with chili!"
As he ate, Old Huang kept praising it with amazement.
Ziyou silently gave a thumbs up, his words were elegant, but his actions were anything but slow.
I found slurping rice noodles to be an unparalleled pleasure, and my stomach felt warm afterward.
"Yes, and the soup smells so good!"
"Slurp~"
Zhihua smiled and took a big gulp of soup, burping contentedly.
Xiaoya and Xiaoqin were already completely captivated by the fragrance, so much so that they probably wouldn't even notice if someone died next to them.
They felt so happy, having eaten the most delicious food of their lives.
The bowl was licked clean, not a drop of soup was left.
"Yinyin, is this what you're going to sell next?"
Yao Yulin asked curiously. She already knew that Zhiyin had this habit: before selling anything, they would test it at home first.
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