Medical Officer Royal Kitchen

This noodle stall obviously has a long history, and many diners are chatting and laughing with the boss, and the atmosphere is very good.

The conversation between Mo Jingchen and his sister was not loud, but it was still heard. It was from the next table. A man stretched his head over, glanced at her and said, "Little sister, don't look at the shabby place here, but the Dan family Mianji is very famous in Chang'an City, even those dignitaries like to come here to eat, it is impossible for you to say that your brother's food is better than this."

The man was in his early 25s, with a good face and delicate features, but the root vegetable was stuck between his teeth, which disfigured his image a bit.

Yan'er was not happy when she heard it, the noodles made by her brother are amazing, how could it not be as good as this.

"My brother's cooking tastes better than this. If you think it's impossible, then you've never eaten better noodles than this."

The man raised his eyebrows, feeling that it was pointless to argue with a little girl, he smiled and turned around to eat noodles, he was out of breath, and wanted to explain to him, but was pulled back by Mo Jingchen, he shook his head and made a silence gesture.

"Brother." Although Mo Yan'er was young, she was unwilling to listen to her brother's words, but his brother told her to stop, so she stopped talking, but turned her head and stuck her tongue out at the man's back.

I thought it was just a small episode, but I didn't expect to be seen by the owner of the store. He walked over with a harmonious smile on his face.

"Little girl, do you have any complaints about the old man's face?" The boss is about sixty, but his back is straight, there is no stoop at all, he just has white hair, which looks a bit fairy bone.

"Grandpa, your noodles are delicious, but compared to my brother, they are not so good." Yan'er spoke very quickly, Mo Jingchen didn't even have time to stop her.This girl, my strength is pitiful.

Mo Jingchen was extremely depressed in his heart.Sure enough, the boss turned his head to Mo Jingchen, and stared at him with a sense of interest, "Master, Lingmei, to be honest, your noodles are better than this old man's?"

He was friendly and didn't see any anger, but Mo Jingchen could still hear a trace of displeasure, so he had to say, "Boss, don't listen to my young sister, she is my own sister, so naturally she wants to say that I did it." Eat better." It means that they are brothers and sisters, and the younger sister must favor the older brother.

But the boss shook his head, obviously not believing what he said, his eyes looked up and down on him, after watching for a while, he had doubts in his heart, his eyes knew countless people, why couldn't he see today Through this boy.Looking at his fingers, they are slender and white, not like holding a kitchen knife all year round, and his overall feeling is not at all like squatting in a place with oily smoke in the kitchen. It is the smell of him, a bit There is no smell of oily smoke, but there is a slight fragrance.

The boss looked at it for a while, but couldn't see why.

"Oh~ I hope so, otherwise the old man's side will be said to be unpalatable by a little girl, and there will be no place to save my face." This is discriminatory, what happened to what the little girl said?

"Brother, what are you doing...why do you keep letting them in? This noodle is obviously not as delicious as yours." Yan'er pursed her mouth and threw her chopsticks on the table. She really had enough of these people today. angry.Mo Jingchen had black lines on his face, thinking where did your clever head go, girl, or are you deliberately making trouble for brother, didn't you see that the boss's face is all black.Confirmed again, this girl is Brother Likeng.

"Yan'er, don't mess around." Mo Jingchen grabbed the girl's little hand and pulled her to his side. He was worried that the boss would do something to hurt Yan'er in a fit of anger.

"Brother, I'm not messing around, why...why the people here don't let me tell the truth, I'm telling the truth." She was very angry, why can't she say what's on her mind, she has to look at other people's faces?

Mo Jingchen smiled wryly in his heart, this really ignorant and fearless girl.

"It seems that Lingmei is very convinced... that the noodles you make are better than mine. Why don't we... let's compete to see who makes the noodles better. If it is true as what your Lingmei said, I am willing to face everyone here. I bow to you and admit that you are better than me." The boss put his hands behind his back and raised his chin, the girl's words made him very upset, if there is no winner today, he will not let the two go up.

Mo Jingchen was speechless. Why does everyone like to compete with him? Is it written on my face that I want to compete? Have you ever asked me if I agree or not?

"Sorry, I don't want to compare." Mo Jingchen stood up, put the money on the table, smoked the cigarette and was about to leave.Unexpectedly, the old man took a step faster, stopped him, and put his hands in front of him.

"If you don't want to compare, you have to compare. There are so many people here. If I am rejected by a little girl, it would be a shame. It must not be left alone." The old man's tone became severe.

Mo Jingchen frowned, the matter was not as serious as he said, could he be exaggerating too much.

"Tong Yan Wuji, boss, don't make things difficult for us brothers and sisters."

The old man snorted, pointed at everyone, and raised his voice, "I, Dan Hengcang, never embarrass others, but your brothers and sisters say my noodles are not good, which touches the bottom line of this old man. If there is no comparison today, The old man will not rest in peace."

This old man is too stubborn to even deal with death in peace.

"Then what if I don't want to compare." Mo Jingchen has always been soft rather than hard, the more the old man pushes him, the more he doesn't want to compare.

"No comparison?" The old man glanced sideways, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, his expression turned cold, he didn't care at all that he was uttering threatening words under the watchful eyes of everyone, and he said, "No comparison, I'm afraid you can't leave here. "While talking, I don't know where the kitchen knife came from, I saw him playing tricks with the kitchen knife, it was very beautiful, before the person could react, he threw it over and stuck it straight into the table in front of him.

This move did not arouse public outrage, but bursts of applause erupted, making Mo Jingchen feel a burst of cold sweat, forcing him to face it seriously.

This old man seems to be hiding his body and knows some moves. He is by no means an ordinary noodle stall owner.

"Old Dan, you are too bad. These two people look like foreigners. I don't know your family history, so I just said it casually. I don't think you should pay too much attention to it. Let them go." That's what people say, but the expression on his face that is watching the show is not very convincing.

"Hmph, outsiders can talk nonsense. My Dan's family has a history of hundreds of years in Chang'an City. How can I allow these two little brats to gossip? Isn't this a slap in the face of my old Dan?" Dan Heng Cang Yue said more and more outrageous, it seems that if this matter does not satisfy the old man, Mo Jingchen and Yan'er will not be able to leave today.

The two were surrounded by onlookers, feeling a little outnumbered.

Only now did Mo Yan'er feel scared, and leaned closer to her elder brother, "You...you bully us." The little girl nervously said something nonsense, which made everyone laugh, and they waited for a good show.

"Little baby, the old man didn't bully you. Your brother looks like an adult too. An adult doesn't even have the guts to compete with the old man. He can't be a coward." The old man smiled disdainfully, his eyes full of sarcasm.Mo Jingchen is a very good-tempered person, but this old man kept humiliating people again and again, whether he could bear it or not, he would not be polite.

He said, "Old man, are you sure you want to compete with me? You have such a great reputation. Losing will not only lose face, but also damage your reputation. You...you can think clearly." The tone was arrogant, not at all timid.

old man?Once Heng Cang was stunned by this title, he was stunned for a while before he realized that the expression on his face became ferocious.

"Boy, dare to call me an old man. You are still No.1. If I don't clean up you today, I will close the door and retire from now on. I will never set up a stall in Chang'an City. But if you lose, the old man wants you to be public." Kneel down to admit my mistake, and swear that you will never set foot in Chang'an City again, do you dare!" The old man was also confused, and even said that he would retire.

"Retire? Old Dan, don't you think that's a little too serious." I don't know who said it, and Dan Hengcang immediately rolled his eyes.

"When you say this, do you mean that the old man will lose today?" The man was questioned by the old man, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Mo Jingchen smiled slightly, calm and composed, not impetuous, with a well-thought-out plan, and said, "Why don't you dare, if I lose to you, let alone kneel down to you in public, so what if I cut off an arm myself." Then get something bigger, he has the ability.

If you cut off an arm, you will become a useless person. Isn't the stake a bit high?

Everyone looked at this boy differently, thinking that this boy is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, Lao Dan's family's noodles are unique in Chang'an City, even if he started making noodles from the mother's womb, he can't compare.

"Boy, you are serious. If you lose, you will cut off your own arm. You will never regret it." Dan Hengcang suddenly admired this kid's courage.

Mo Jingchen smiled, "I, Mo Jingchen, have never regretted what I said."

"Mo Jingchen? Your surname is Mo?" Dan Hengcang gasped, his face changed slightly, and even the onlookers were surprised that this young man's surname was Mo, so difficult to be with the Mo family...

Everyone didn't dare to think about the later things. If it really had something to do with the Mo family, then... I'm afraid there is really no way to deal with this matter today.It's not that the old man Dan can't be kind anymore, but that the surname Mo doesn't give up.

Mo Jingchen's reaction to them was very strange, "Why, is there any problem with the surname Mo?" The person surnamed Mo is not alone, so it's not surprising.

"No...no problem." Dan Hengcang's voice lost the toughness just now, as if the surname Mo was so terrifying, just hearing a surname can scare them like this.

"If there is no problem, then when will this competition start? It will be dark soon, so don't waste time."