Returning to you in the depths of the white clouds

The early summer in Los Angeles was already quite hot. Jiang Fang knew that his family was squeamish, so he cleaned up the kitchen before noon and made a small pot of mung bean soup to relieve the heat.

"It's been a long time since I cleaned up here. I'll finish it in the afternoon and go to the market to buy enough things. I'll make iced desserts for you tomorrow."

Bai Wuzai yawned, took a few sips of the mung bean soup, and was satisfied.They had just returned to Los Angeles this morning, and because the business of Yingxiang Building was suspended on the surface, and it was inconvenient to go back, they settled down at the small noodle shop opened by Jiang Fang many years ago.This place has not been lived in for many years, although it is not dirty, but there is a lot of dust, after all, it needs to be tidied up before it can be lived.

The mung bean soup is cooked smoothly, warm and cold, not too sweet but very moist in the mouth.He sat comfortably on the chair and drank the soup, watched Jiang Fang start tidying up again without feeling guilty, and began to look at the house idly.

The kitchen of the small noodle restaurant is on one side of the store. Back then, Jiang Fang, as the boss, cooked noodles and made side dishes on this side. On the table.

The noodle shop is not big, with about four or five tables. Bai Wuzai thought about it carefully, and the table closest to the kitchen counter is really the place where he used to sit most often.

They met here, and many stories happened here.During his most difficult days, it was Jiang Fang who hid him in this small noodle shop, took care of him day and night, and accompanied him to stand up again and become himself.

"Boss," he put down the mung bean soup bowl, and Fuzhi asked in his heart what he said back then: "Is there any wine?"

"Boss, do you have any wine?"

In the nameless noodle shop in the middle of the night, there were no other customers.Sitting here in brocade clothes and fine attire, Mr. Wu Hua was a little out of tune with the temperament of this small noodle shop.He is quite at ease, he feels that although this noodle shop is small, it is kept clean and the owner is very pleasing to the eye - otherwise, he would not have come here today on a whim because of a verbal invitation earlier.

Jiang Fang, the owner of the noodle shop, was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled gently: "Young master can figure out what to do if you come to the noodle shop to ask for wine."

Bai Wuzai also smiled: "Then Boss Jiang invited me here and said he wanted to thank me. Can't we just have a bowl of noodles?"

Jiang Fang smiled, turned around and brought out a tray from the kitchen. In the tray was a bowl of steaming signature beef noodles, as well as a few delicate side dishes. There was a small jar of wine next to it. There was no sign on it. It looked like Homebrew.

"To entertain Mr. Wuhua, one must be prepared." Jiang Fang put down the food and drink, and poured wine for himself and the other party.

As soon as the wine is opened, the aroma is overflowing.Bai Wuzai had been eating, drinking and having fun all night, and he drank a lot of wine, but as soon as he smelled it, he knew it must be good wine.

He raised his glass and took a sip, showing admiration towards the other side, and couldn't help but tease the other side a few words: "Boss Jiang, you are a noodle restaurant, and the wine is so good, isn't it a bit of a waste of business?" After finishing speaking, He raised his glass and drank it down, expressing his approval with his expression, and put it on the table to signal the other party to fill it up, but Jiang Fang held the wine jar with a smile and stopped moving.

"Master, he drank all night before, so drink less and fill your stomach first."

In fact, he was not hungry at all—but Bai Wuzai was a very good man, since he was invited here, it was not easy to please others.He followed the goodness, picked up the chopsticks and tasted the side dishes first, unexpectedly found that they were really good, and picked a few hot noodles to try...

Isn't this too delicious? !

The noodles are well cooked and the seasoning is very delicious.The aroma of stewed beef erupts when the noodles are flipped out, which is very tempting; try another bite of the beef, the meat quality is excellent, the heat is better, the entrance rebounds, and the juice is full; the last bite of the noodle soup, the aroma of beef It is mixed with the seasoning, and it is all precipitated in this soup. It can be called the essence, and it is simply the best in the world!

He finally knew how this nosy noodle shop owner survived in this street.

There is indeed "real kung fu" at hand.

Sitting across from him like this, Jiang Fang watched him finish a whole bowl of noodles, and only after the noodle soup had gone down did he reach out to help him fill up the glass with wine:

"The wine I brewed myself was specially prepared today. Thank you, my lord, for saving me that day."

Bai Wuzai watched him pour the wine, then moved the tray with the noodle bowl away by himself, put his hand on the table and looked at the person opposite.This noodle shop is located near Huajie, facing the street. Because of the hustle and bustle of Huajie, the shops on this street usually close late.Bai Wuzai is a frequent visitor to Flower Street, and he often passes by, but he has never thought about coming in and giving it a try.If it weren't for seeing the owner of this small noodle shop here that day, he actually took the initiative to teach a powerful man who bullied his youngest son, presumably they would not have any intersection.

"Where," he smiled when he thought of this, and took the glass with his hand: "Boss Jiang is very skilled and has a profound background, so I didn't need to intervene."

What he said was the truth, Jiang Fang's martial arts skills were extremely high, which Bai Wuhai could tell at a glance.Jiang Fang didn't have to use even [-]% of his strength to teach the rich man a lesson.It's just that no matter how good the martial arts are, if he offends such a powerful villain, the small noodle shop will probably not be able to do business in the future.Bai Wuzang offered to help, and it was nothing but Jiang Fang's business to help.

Jiang Fang took the initiative to raise his glass and made a toast: "Then thank you, Second Young Master Bai, for my little noodle shop."

Bai Wuzan raised his eyebrows because of this title.Walking in the rivers and lakes, he used the name of Mr. Wushou.But this time because of Jiang Fangping's affairs, the Bai family's network was indeed used behind the scenes to reveal the identity of the second son of the Bai family.But logically speaking, with Jiang Fang's status, it should be because he doesn't know these specific things...

Jiang Fang was not surprised to see his expression, and took the initiative to explain: "Second son, don't get me wrong. I only know your identity because I met you in Yuguan Mountain in the early years." Besides, if it weren't for the background and network of the Bai family, a Jianghu How can it be so easy for a person to deal with the rich and powerful.

"Yuguanshan?" Bai Wuzai thought for a while, combined with Jiang Fang's skill, he suddenly realized: "Brother Jiang must be a disciple of Lishan School?" Lishan School and Yuguanshan School have good friends, and the two factions often bring young disciples to visit each other , Learn martial arts.It's just that Bai Wuzai was a hot new star in Yuguan Mountain when he was young, how could the people who passed by at that time remember it so clearly.

"I used to study in Mount Li, but now I don't dare to call myself a disciple. Back then on Yuguan Mountain, the Second Young Master Bai was charming, and Jiang will never forget it." Jiang Fang was still wearing the apron he had when he was in the kitchen, but his conversation was extraordinary.This person obviously has a strong smoke and fire, but when he speaks, it makes people feel like a spring breeze. The whole person is like a pot of soup simmering slowly, strong and memorable.

Bai Wuzai recalled the wine he drank just now - the aroma is mellow but not harsh, and the aftertaste is endless, eroding and enveloping your lips bit by bit.

"Your wine...does it have a name?" He then asked.

Jiang Fang paused: "Originally not."

"Originally? Then there is a name now?" Bai Wuzai tilted his head and looked over with some doubts.The drink was very strong, and he had already drank the flower wine all night, so he was slightly overwhelmed at this time.He was still holding the cup in one hand, and propped his head slightly on the tabletop with the other hand. The warm yellow lights of the noodle shop made his cheeks a little red.

He heard Jiang Fang on the opposite side nodded, and answered his question straightforwardly:

"No booze."

"Wuhuanjiu" means "Wuhanjiu". It's not that Bai Wuhan, a seasoned veteran, doesn't understand this hint.It's just that I didn't expect that this seemingly mellow and gentle noodle shop owner was such a straightforward person.

This is exactly the same as the domineering swordsmanship of the Lishan School.

Bai Wuzhe didn't like being straightforward like this. On the contrary, Jiang Fang could be said to be very appetizing to him.It's just that compared to "that aspect" of interest, he hopes to bring Jiang Fang under his command and become his own help, especially after discovering that Jiang Fang's pair of "skillful hands" have the ability to make all kinds of clever tools.Compared with a lover or bed partner like a revolving lantern, Jiang Fang is a person who can stand side by side.

It's just that Bai Wuzai was too frivolous at that time, nothing could restrain him, even someone he really valued.

How many times the two broke up because of such disagreements, and gradually, Bai Wuzai rarely set foot in this small noodle shop.

Until something happened to the Bai family.