Return to 1983 and be a detective

Is this a coincidence? No.

Xu Shanxin said that I was worried about not having a chance to show my wife my snail noodles. You old man really wanted to sleep so you gave me a pillow.

He chuckled: "Then I'll show my shame, but I have to borrow our kitchen."

Old Mrs. Su nodded, and Xu Shan went down with two cans and bottles. More than ten minutes later, he came up with a bowl of snail noodles. He deliberately reduced the portion because he was worried that Su Wan would not be able to eat it.

But the eldest sister said that Su Wan likes to eat noodles, so she should like this bowl of snail noodles.

Xu Shan had this confidence. After all, a certain Ziqi’s snail noodles would sell hundreds of millions a year. This shows that there should be a very broad market for snail noodles.

But as soon as the snail noodles were served, the smell wafted into everyone's nostrils, so smelly that everyone here doubted their lives.

Su Shuai covered his nose: "What is this? Why does it smell so bad?"

Jin Guibin also mocked: "Xu Shan, you took this thing out of some pit, it's too smelly."

Xu Shan glanced at him, "Do you think I am you who likes to eat that kind of food?"

And why can't I smell it? It doesn't seem to stink at all.

Other young talents also retreated.

Their performance made Xu Shan a little stunned. Could it be that he was a little too aggressive?That's not right. Although the taste of snail noodles is a little more pungent, it still tastes delicious, otherwise my sister wouldn't be addicted to it.

Scanning the crowd again, he suddenly realized a problem. He had made an empiricist error.

The snail noodles sold well in later generations are actually due to two factors, one is convenience, and the other is the developed Internet in later generations. People have eaten and seen snail noodles and have psychological expectations for snail noodles.Coupled with precise screening, so many customers who like snail noodles can be selected.

Even those customers who like snail noodles may not necessarily start to like snail noodles immediately after smelling the smell.

It's just that now that everything has been served, everyone smells the stench. Now I don't know how to break this game, so I can only bite the bullet and finish it all.

He carefully brought the snail noodles in front of Su Wan and said softly: "This is the snail noodles I specially studied for you. It can also be regarded as the longevity noodles I cooked for you. I hope you will like it."

Amelia Su was very moved.

Unexpectedly, Xu Shan would actually cook snail noodles for himself.

Although there is talk of equality between men and women these days, many old concepts still exist. It is not as extreme as men being superior to women, but the concept that men are the masters outside and women are the masters at home is still deeply ingrained in everyone's hearts.

At least in Su Wan's and Xu Shan's previous lives, Xu Shan was a hands-off shopkeeper who couldn't cook at all. He put the bowl down as soon as he finished eating and couldn't even clean up the dishes.

Now Xu Shan not only cooked the noodles with his own hands, but also served them with his own hands. This scene of the prodigal son turning back for money made Su Wan feel a sore nose and was extremely moved.

Now even if a bowl of poison is placed in front of her, she will drink it in one gulp without even frowning.

But this bowl of snail noodles is not poison.

What's going on with this pungent smell?

Is this really for human consumption?

Su Wan's heart was full of struggle, or her body and mind were fighting.The two villains who had fought over whether Xu Shan could come or not appeared again.

A little man said: "He cooked this bowl of noodles with his own hands. It's good for him to be a grown man and he can cook. It's normal for the rice to be unpalatable. Give him the honor and eat it up."

But another little person said: "No, although I want to work hard, the taste is so unpleasant that I can't eat it if I smell it."

"It's really useless, won't you hold your nose and drink it?"

"But this is not just soup, there are also noodles, bean curd sticks, and sour radish..."

Su Wantian fought for a long time, and finally picked out a few noodles with chopsticks. No matter how unpalatable it was, she had to try it.

As soon as a few sticks of noodles were put into her mouth, Su Wan suddenly felt that the taste was actually quite good. The delicious soup, strong noodles, and the special taste of sour bamboo shoots formed a wonderful compound taste.

She ate another chopstick.

Ouch, not bad, this stuff smells bad, but tastes pretty good.

Amelia Su seemed to have another level of understanding.

It seems that this is another romantic idea of ​​this man.

Doesn’t this bowl of snail noodles represent our love?Does it represent our marriage?

In the eyes of others, our marriage is very unbearable. The so-called poor and humble couple have nothing to do but live a miserable life.

But isn’t it true that only those in the marriage are qualified to judge whether two people are happily married?

It must be so.

Not only did he turn around, he also became very romantic and understood his own heart very well.

The happiest thing in the world is to win someone's heart and stay together forever.

Su Wan used chopsticks after chopsticks to pick out all the noodles and eat them, then took a big gulp of the soup.

The temperature of this soup is just right, and it warms your heart as you drink it.

Su Wan felt that her eyes were moist. She finished the soup in one breath and said with a choked voice: "It tastes delicious. It's really the best."

Seeing that Su Wan really liked to eat, Xu Shan was relieved and took the bowl from her hand with a smile: "It's fine if you like it. I researched this specially for you. It took almost half a month to prepare it." , I don’t know how many pots it took to cook it successfully. After all, it’s my wife’s birthday, so I have to cook a bowl of longevity noodles. By the way, I also brought this duck head and duck feet. You can try one. try."

Su Wan took a duck paw and started to nibble on it. I have to say that the marinade of horse lotus flower is also quite delicious. Although it was the first time for Su Wan to eat the marinade made from this kind of scraps, she also learned the taste after eating the marrow. He gnawed off a whole duck paw.

When the spicy taste comes up, Su Wan's face looks like peach blossoms, and she is dripping with sweat. The depression of many days suddenly flows out with sweat. It really makes sense to eat spicy food to relieve stress.

Xu Shan looked at her lovingly from the side. He must have saved the galaxy in his previous life to have such a beautiful and lovely wife.

Those young talents were all filled with lemons in their hearts.

That's called sour.

Especially the three-stroke scholar, I feel very uncomfortable. You are trying to trick a dog into killing him...

Of course, there was no joke at that time, and he could only express a sense of sadness that he had appeared too late.

Although Jin Guibin also felt sad, he was very persistent: "It's not fair. This bowl of noodles will definitely not taste good. If you don't tell the truth, you are acting."

Xu Shan was very unhappy with Jin Guibin for a long time. Now he jumped out again and hit Xu Shan's gun. He took the bowl and came to Jin Guibin in a few steps and grabbed it. His collar said: "Whether it tastes good or not, you will know if you try it yourself?"

As he spoke, he thrust the entire bowl onto Jin Guibin's face.