Mianmian Snack Restaurant

Arthur looked at the restaurant. Compared with the restaurants in the human cities he had been to, this restaurant was simply shabby.

But every place in this restaurant is full of magic, and it's so wonderful that he can't see through it.

Atheker's eyes fell on this human girl unconsciously. She seemed to like to look at him. Those beautiful eyes always glowed when they looked at him, as if the bright stars gathered in her eyes. It is like the lake water becomes sparkling and beautiful under the sunlight.

After looking away, Arthur looked at it for a while before saying, "What are you asking me for is Shanxi knife-cut noodles?"

The menu is hanging in the most conspicuous place at the front desk, just the name of the dish.

And the name sounds a bit awkward and a bit strange.

Yun Mianmian came back to his senses from Arthur Keer's prosperous beauty, and said quickly, "No, no, you are the new fusilli powder from our restaurant."

Saying that, Yun Mianmian picked up the pen produced by the system and wrote screw powder on the menu.

[Host, screw powder sells for 100 silver coins. 】

Yun Mianmian's hand paused, and soon wrote the words 100 silver coins on the back of the snail powder.

Yun Mianmian has no doubts about the pricing of the system. After all, snail noodles are a delicacy that has swept the whole country. People who have eaten them all use their behavior to express how to write the word "true fragrance".

Atheker looked at the beautifully written words, and once doubted how the price of this human girl came about.

Although he doesn't often eat in human restaurants, he has been there anyway. 100 silver coins can be eaten very well in human restaurants, and it is still enough for several days.

And here is only worth the price of a bowl of noodles? !

Atheker looked at the girl with some subtlety, but he didn't know that the girl was as cunning and cunning as a goblin, mercenary.

At this moment, a strange smell spread throughout the restaurant.

Arthur frowned for the first time and looked at the human girl who was sniffing her nose and looking intoxicated. For a while, he was a little confused. He was very reluctant to ask himself not to be rude to ask who the **** leaked. Out.

At the same time, the chef put the bowl of snail noodles that had already been made into the dish port.

The screw noodles are fresh, sour, spicy and hot, with a unique taste. The rice noodles are soft, tough and refreshing. Add sour bamboo shoots, peanuts, fried yuba, day lily and other ingredients, and then pour the soup made from the stock. Mianmian swallowed subconsciously.

There is a thin layer of chili oil floating on the soup, and the delicious snail soup soaks every vermicelli. This chili oil is very domineering, but just around Yun Mianmian's nose tip, Yun Mianmian can't help but want to sneeze.

The carefully brewed snail soup produced by the system is strong in color and eye-catching, but numb but not dry, spicy but not hot, fragrant but not greasy, it is simply the best.

However, the screw powder has a characteristic, that is, it smells very strange.

This smell comes from the sour bamboo shoots in the snail powder, which is made by acidification of fresh bamboo shoots after technological fermentation.

It is also because of this taste that many people shy away from snail noodles.

Don't you see people on the Internet who have eaten snail noodles for the first time and feel like they are eating shit.

However, it is really fragrant, and it will arrive at the latest.

Anyone who has eaten it will know how it is so haunting and inseparable.

"Quick, quick, fufu noodles are here, eat while it's hot, this is super delicious!"

Yun Mianmian took the initiative to put the bowl of snail noodles on the dining table, and took the chopsticks and put them aside considerately, looking at the elf with excitement and excitement, urging him to hurry up.

The elf stood there from a distance, and the originally indifferent expression was about to crack.

He was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised the bow and pointed it straight at Yun Mianmian.

Yun Mianmian's face was stunned, and she didn't know what happened and people would glare at her.

"You let me eat shit?"

His dignified elf prince was actually invited by a human girl to eat shit?

This is simply blasphemy and disrespect to their elves.

Rao's indifferent Arthur couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He thought that the human food should be like the fragrance he exuded when he encountered Yun Mianmian in the forest, not the smell of **** in the house now.

And the elf's sense of smell is extraordinarily sensitive, which makes the smell of **** poison his nose all the time.

The sharp arrow pointed straight at Yun Mianmian's eyebrows, and Arthur looked slightly cold, "Human, do you want to declare war with the elves?"

Yun Mianmian's heart was originally in his throat. After hearing the ethereal and dreamy voice of the elf prince, Yun Mianmian instantly said:? ? ?

She stared at the bowl of snail powder on the table that made her salivate, and then looked at the hostile eyes of the elf prince, she only felt that she wanted to cry without tears.

Is this a **** case caused by cultural differences between China and the West?

"No no no, it's not shit, it's really human food. You don't think it smells bad, but it tastes delicious. It definitely makes you unforgettable."

Askell frowned, and those emerald green eyes became extraordinarily close to strangers, as if saying that you make up, I see you make up.

Yun Mianmian vomited blood, "Really, give it a try? You will never be disappointed, you are my savior, how could I fool you with shit? It tastes only because the sour bamboo shoots in it are fermented. It would be very strange."

Atheker was unmoved, but the bow and arrow in his hand were constantly tightening.

Yun Mianmian was helpless, so he could only hold up the snail noodles and said, "Wait, I'll ask the kitchen to make you a bowl of Shanxi knife-cut noodles, that noodles must smell delicious."

Arthur narrowed his eyes and refused coldly: "No need."

Yun Mianmian became anxious, "No, you want it, I can't let the reputation of the restaurant be ruined in your hands. Besides, aren't you worried that I'm feeding you shit? You'll see for yourself later. how to eat."

Arthur Kerr: ? ? ?

Is the taste of this human girl a little heavier?

After Yun Mianmian finished speaking, seeing Arthur Kerr's indescribable expression, he instantly understood what he was thinking.

Yun Mianmian: ...she doesn't really eat shit! !

Damn, it's so hard! Forget it, let's keep people!

Yun Mianmian hurriedly ran to the front desk, put down the snail powder, and then wrote the words Shanxi knife-cut noodles on the paper.

Arthur's body is constantly changing to prevent the smell of **** from attacking, perhaps because Yun Mianmian was going to give him an online shit-eater just now, and the shocked Arthur didn't attack and leave immediately.

Yun Mianmian looked at his vigilant appearance and slumped her shoulders weakly.

"System, let me just say, people's elves are noble and elegant, they eat flowers and fruits, and they drink the first drop of dew in the morning. This screw powder doesn't go well with him at all. How can I let him eat it?"

I think when she tried snail noodles for the first time, she was reported by the neighbor next door for cooking shit.

When the police came to knock on her door, Yun Mianmian awkwardly used her toes to pull out a three-story villa.

Come to think of it, even some local Chinese people have difficulty accepting this taste, how can the elves in this western world find it delicious?

Yun Mianmian felt that the system had created a big problem for her.

It seems that this level is not so easy to get on.

[Come on, host, you have to believe in those who have the will, and things will come true. 】

Yun Mianmian twitched the corners of his mouth, not wanting to talk to the system again.

The elves won't eat if they don't eat, so if she eats it herself, she's still greedy.

It's just that the 100 silver coins were spent on her heartache.

The money is not earned, it is spent all the time.

Yun Mianmian turned grief and anger into appetite, picked up chopsticks, picked up the noodles, and put them in his mouth.

At that moment, the numbness and spicyness of the snail powder exploded in her mouth, instantly making her grief and anger disappear, leaving only the happiness that the food brought her.

This vermicelli is soft and glutinous, but it does not lose its strength, and each vermicelli is soaked with the special chili oil produced by the system.

The aggressive hotness caused a thin layer of sweat to appear on Yun Mianmian's forehead in an instant, which was more energetic and more flavorful.

Yun Mianmian's eyes lit up, and she took some green vegetables and dried radishes. The green vegetables were very tender, and the dried radishes were crisp and refreshing, which was simply a great enjoyment in the world.

While she was gasping for breath, she happily continued to fantasize.

The little white face was covered with thin sweat, and there were small beads of sweat on the small nose, which looked very cute.

Because of the effect of chili oil, the pink and tender mouth became more and more red.

Arthur just watched Yun Mianmian indulge in this bowl of screw powder and couldn't extricate himself.

She - actually really shut up? !

Why do humans like to eat shit?

Why does this human still like to eat **** in front of him?

And why is it so delicious to eat?

His emerald-like eyes looked at the human girl with some confusion, and with the rapid movements of her chopsticks, the breath of snail powder kept coming towards him.

Apart from the indescribable smell of shit, there was also some domineering aura that made him salivate inexplicably.

It seems - it looks delicious.

But soon, reason made the elf prince put aside this sudden thought, no, his elf prince would never eat shit.

At this time, Shanxi knife-cut noodles are ready.

Looking at the steaming Shanxi knife-cut noodles at the mouth of Tucaikou, and smelling the familiar aroma, the elf prince put away the bow. It seemed that the human girl really didn't lie to him.

He took a few steps forward with a serious face, staring at the steaming noodles. The ingredients on this plate were a little unfamiliar, and he didn't know how to start for a while.

At this time, Yun Mianmian, who was working hard, finally focused her attention on Asakel. She quickly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, then brought the noodles to the table and told Asakel that according to his taste, he could Put these ingredients in a bowl and give it a stir.

Atheker nodded, then picked up the pair of chopsticks, lost in thought.

How can this thing hold the noodles?

He raised his eyes and looked at the cheerful cloud Mianmian who sat down and returned to the front desk to use chopsticks. Then he tentatively clamped it down. It was a little awkward, and he couldn't clamp it, and the noodles slipped back into the bowl.

Yun Mianmian didn't notice the dilemma of the elf prince. After all, Cook used chopsticks when eating noodles. Although he was clumsy, he was self-taught, so she didn't think of this at all.

Seeing Yun Mianmian burying her head and working hard, not even giving him a look, and she was so skilled in using chopsticks, the elf prince didn't believe in evil, and felt that he couldn't compare to an ordinary human without magic.

He awkwardly listened to Yun Mianmian's words, put all the ingredients into the noodles, and stirred it.

In an instant, the fragrance became more domineering.

Arthur's mouth was saliva constantly, and this was the first time he could not wait to taste human food.

The process of sandwiching the noodles was not smooth, and there were occasional soup splashes on the face.

This process made Arthur extremely dissatisfied, but when the noodles actually entered his mouth, Arthur's full displeasure disappeared instantly.

Those emerald green eyes became more and more bright and clear, and the corners of the eyes and brows were filled with a bit of joy.

For a split second, Askell felt that he had lived in vain for decades.

The author has something to say: when I make snail noodles, although my mother often complains about the smell of shit, I don't think it at all, and it still tastes delicious. As a result, I went to a friend's house one time. She had just finished eating snail noodles, and the smell in the room was very strong. I subconsciously said, your toilet is broken?

It's really a taste that makes people cry, laugh to death! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!