Medical Officer Royal Kitchen

The noodles are not dry at all, and there are no lumps. Each noodle is soft and firm, and the taste is smooth, especially chewy. You have to chew it in your mouth, especially this taste, which is a little sour. Yes, spicy, the more you chew, the more you want to eat, it makes people want to stop.

The few people ate more and more, wishing to swallow the whole bowl, they had never eaten such strong noodles.

"Hey, is it that delicious? You almost buried your face in the bowl." The people next to them watched them swallow their throats unconsciously, and really wanted to have a bite too.

"Good... delicious... so delicious, I, I... I have never eaten such strong noodles." With a full mouth full of noodles, I really wish I could swallow them all in one gulp.When everyone saw them eating like this, the gluttons in their stomachs were aroused, and their mouths were smacking, wanting to eat.Mo Jingchen had already mixed the rest of the noodles and brought them to the table. At this time, everyone didn't have any scruples, and swarmed up to eat.

This scene has never happened before, eating a bowl of noodles can be grabbed, and soon a large bowl of noodles was robbed.

"It's delicious, it's really delicious."

"This noodle is not dry at all, and it can be eaten without soup."

"It's delicious, I want some more." The man stretched his chopsticks into someone else's bowl as he said that, and was snatched away by the man.

"Don't grab my noodles, I don't even have enough to eat myself." As he said that, he quickly squeezed out of the crowd while protecting his noodles, and went to enjoy the food alone.

Mo Yan'er watched everyone snatch away the noodles, her small body wanted to squeeze in, her brother finally made noodles, she wanted to eat too.

Mo Jingchen saw his younger sister squeezed inside, so he quickly picked her up, and then took out a bowl of noodles like a magic trick, "Brother saved it for you a long time ago."

"Wow, thank you brother, you are the best brother in the world." After finishing speaking, he quickly kissed him on the face, and then ate the noodles with a bowl. He ate loudly and chewed very satisfyingly. Mo Jing Chen was amused by her, and shook his head with a spoiled expression.

Dan Hengcang's complexion was not good, he was squeezed out of the crowd, and he stood outside with a sullen face. In the current scene, there is no need to judge who wins and who loses. He has been face-to-face all his life, and he has never been People have fought like this before, even if it is pushed back hundreds of years, there will be no such scene. He is very unwilling, but... Looking at the empty bowl in his hand, he didn't know who stuffed it in his hand just now. He just tasted it with the mentality of taking a bite. Unexpectedly... he couldn't control himself later and ate up a bowl of noodles. I have to say that his noodles are not only freshly made, but also the taste... It is also unique, the taste of the noodles is sour and chewy, even if you eat ten bowls, you will not get tired.

He lost, lost without a doubt!

Mo Jingchen stood opposite him, and when he saw the expression on his face, he knew he had won. Without saying a word, he turned around and left with Yan'er in his arms.

The competition is just to teach the opponent a lesson. In this world, there are people outside the sky and people outside the sky. There are countless talented people. Don't judge the big world by your small circle. The winner and the loser have already been determined. If you can't make noodles in Chang'an City for the rest of your life, forget it. You really can't stop people from making a living.

Once Heng Cang saw Mo Jingchen leaving with his sister in his arms, he wanted to call him back, but he hesitated to speak, why did he call him back, was it so hard to make him even more ashamed of himself, his loss was ugly enough.Winning or losing is a common matter for military strategists, but such a solid slap in the face will completely lose the old face of Dan Hengcang in this life, and he will be even more embarrassed to call himself the first face of Chang'an City in the future.

Those who scrambled to eat the noodles finished their noodles, and their mouths were covered with noodle juice. They couldn't get enough of it. They stuck out their tongues to lick it clean. The satisfaction on their faces really showed that Mo Jingchen's noodles were so delicious.They wanted to find someone to ask if they could do a little more, even if it was bought with silver, it didn't matter, but when they looked around for someone, they found that the person had already left.

"This young man is capable, and he will definitely become a big shot in the future."

"That's right, winning the game and not forcing people to leave, this is really a big pattern."

"No, this young man has an extraordinary face, he must be someone's young master."

"You all keep your voices down. I didn't see that Boss Dan's face turned black."

"What's the matter? If you lose, you lose. We can't change the ending by whispering."

"However, in the future...I'm afraid he can't be called the number one in Chang'an City. He has to change it. It's okay to be called the second."

"Don't say a word, Mr. Dan is usually a nice person, why are you talking so badly?"

"I... I'm just telling the truth."

"Okay, okay, don't say anything, let's leave soon."

Everyone said something one by one, and then dispersed silently after finishing speaking, the lively scene soon became deserted, and even the guests who usually came to eat noodles disappeared. Da, once Heng Cang was hit and slumped on the stool, his eyes dimmed, when his eyes suddenly went dark, he fell down and lost consciousness instantly.

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Mo Jingchen took his younger sister back to the restaurant, but Lian Heyun didn't come back, the two just rested in the room and went to bed very early at night.

The next day, just after dawn, someone knocked on the door. Mo Jingchen got up and opened the door with a dark face. He hated being disturbed in his sleep, especially in this rainy morning.

It was a little boy who knocked on the door. He was obviously startled by Mo Jingchen who opened the door with a dark face, and he was stunned for a while before he realized it.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I disturbed you." He took a step back and apologized very well, which made Mo Jingchen feel rude.

He took a breath, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and took a closer look, isn't this the little boy from yesterday.

"What's the matter with you?" Mo Jingchen rubbed his face to wake himself up.

The little boy looked at him, smiled slightly, took out a money bag and handed it over, "Here, here you are."

Mo Jingchen was confused, "What is this?"

"Silver, this is 100 taels of silver." While talking, Mo Jingchen still didn't take over.

silver?Mo Jingchen was even more confused, "Why are you giving me money?"

"Yesterday's noodles were delicious. I want... let you make them again." The little boy said sincerely, his purpose was to dry the noodles.

Mo Jingchen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. With his smile, the little boy's tense shoulders immediately loosened.

"I don't sell noodles. Yesterday was because of the competition. If you want to eat noodles, go find someone else." After finishing speaking, he was about to close the door, but he was pushed by a strong hand. The palm obviously didn't belong to a little boy. Mo Jingchen glanced at it In the past, I saw a man who didn't know when to appear, with no expression on his cold face, and a murderous look in his eyes.

Mo Jingchen was startled secretly, with such sharp eyes, he immediately became vigilant, "What are you going to do?"

The man didn't answer, but the little boy replied, "We're not doing anything, just want to invite you to have a meeting. If you think the 100 taels is not enough, I can add more money." The boy's voice was a little anxious, as if he was afraid of ink. Jing Chen doesn't make noodles.

"Why do you have to eat the noodles I made? My noodles are delicious, so you are so obsessed." The noodles made by yourself are delicious, but they haven't made people so crazy.

"I...I'm not eating for myself." The boy's eyes became sad, as if thinking of something sad.This made Mo Jingchen a little concerned, so he opened the door.

"Come in and talk." After speaking, he turned and went back to the room, went behind the screen and put on his clothes before coming out. The two of them were already standing at the table and waiting.

Mo Jingchen was not in a hurry, he fetched a basin of water to take a bath, the boy and the man just watched quietly without urging him.

After packing up, he walked over, made a gesture of sitting down, and poured tea for the two of them.

The boy sat down, but the man behind him didn't sit. From the looks of it, there should be one master and one servant. Mo Jingchen didn't bother, and said, "Who wants to eat noodles, if you can tell me a reason why I must make noodles, I can consider it." "I am not such a casual person, I just cook if anyone asks me to cook.

The boy didn't say anything right away, his brows tightened and then loosened as if he wanted to say something, Mo Jingchen wasn't in a hurry, he drank his tea slowly, and the boy raised his head only after the pot of tea was exhausted.

"Yes...it's my uncle." The boy was very uneasy after he finished speaking, and looked back at the door, because he was afraid of being heard by others.

"Uncle?" Mo Jingchen was surprised, how could it be an uncle.

"Yes... yes, it's my uncle. My uncle, like me, can't eat. It's been many days. He doesn't have the strength to walk now, and his legs are limp." The boy said.Mo Jingchen couldn't figure it out even more. From his description, his uncle should be sick, and this illness has nothing to do with eating noodles.

"Your uncle is probably ill, and the person you are looking for is a doctor." Mo Jingchen said.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and there was a gleam of joy in his eyes, "You are really good, but my uncle is sick."

"If you are sick and go to the doctor, why did you come to me." This made him even more strange.

"Actually, I was also sick before, but it wasn't as serious as my uncle's. But I was the same as my uncle, that is, I couldn't eat. My father visited many doctors and said that there was no problem, but I just couldn't eat. I was fine at home yesterday. I ran out of the house to play, and accidentally ate your noodles. I thought it was very delicious, and I wanted to eat a lot. I was thinking, if my uncle ate your noodles, would he also want to eat more? Things, so that his illness can get better soon."

The boy's eyes were very innocent when he spoke, which showed that what he said was from the heart.Yesterday's noodles did have the effect of relieving greasy and appetizing, but it was not as miraculous as he said.

Mo Jingchen didn't want to lie to the boy, so he said, "Little friend, listen to my brother's advice, your uncle is sick, the most important person you should go to is a doctor, yesterday's noodle is at most appetizing and greasy, but it can't be used as medicine." , Face can’t cure diseases, can you understand.” He didn’t want to give the boy fearless hope.