In the Ming Dynasty 1498, my restaurant connects two worlds.

The small supermarket owner was very happy to see Song Xiaoyi, and obviously knew what Song Xiaoyi liked to eat, so she gave him a lot, filled a big bag, and handed it to Song Xiaoyi.

Song Xiaoyi looked at the bag in his hand: a pack of each type of instant noodles, three packs of King of Kings instant noodles, some snacks, and a cold drink. It was quite heavy.

"Xiao Yi, when Zhu'er comes back later, I'll have her help you clean. Anyway, you're just sitting at home doing nothing."

"Little Pearl is back too? That's wonderful!"

"Sigh, she spent four years in college and still doesn't have a job. It would have been better if she had married you sooner. Maybe I would already be holding my grandson by now."

"Auntie, you're talking about me again. Be careful, or I might really kidnap little Pearl."

"Really? Then you should hurry up and leave. All you do at home is eat and play on your phone all day. It's so annoying."

"Alright, you can keep bothering me, it'll get dark if we keep talking. How much is all of this?" Song Xiaoyi was embarrassed. In his current state of destitution, he still wanted to get married? He quickly scanned the code to pay, then went back to double-check why he had ended up in the Ming Dynasty. But when he reached for his pocket, he realized he had left his phone in the kitchen.

"Take it, take it, why are you still paying? If you can kidnap Pearl, this little supermarket of mine is all yours."

"Then I won't be polite! Bye-bye, Auntie~" Song Xiaoyi made a face and walked back carrying the two big bags.

"You brat~"

Back at the small restaurant, Song Xiaoyi carried two bags and paced back and forth at the second-floor entrance several times. If any acquaintances had seen him, they would probably have thought he was having a relapse.

"There's nothing unusual about this, is there?"

Go down to the sunken middle-level kitchen. The kitchen was still the same kitchen. Song Xiaoyi put two large bags of supplies on the counter. Looking at the first floor from another door in the kitchen, the first floor was still the same first floor.

Two guests had arrived on the first floor sometime earlier.

Song Xiaoyi descended the halfway down the stairs to the first floor and saw the "paper-writing man" from noon again. Damn, he was now accompanied by a man in a Hanfu (traditional Han clothing) wearing a green robe and a hat with a brim. "Shopkeeper, do you have any instant noodles left?"

"What, you've gotten yourself into a craving? You even brought one along?"

"Shopkeeper, when I mentioned this dish to my brother Bohu, he doubted that such a delicacy existed in the world. So I brought it here for him to try, so that he might realize that there are always people better than you and that there is always something beyond your understanding. There are many other dishes that I have never tasted before."

What he said was truly righteous and eloquent, and quite high-sounding.

Isn't this just another attempt to trick me into buying instant noodles?

Song Xiaoyi glanced again at the man in the "green shirt and hat," a typical internet celebrity with an oval face, upturned eyes, slightly raised eyebrows, and a sparse beard. Overall, he was quite fair-skinned and had a light, healthy physique, though he seemed a bit listless. Brother Bohu? A living Tang Bohu?!

Song Xiaoyi pondered to himself, stealing a third glance at the man in green, thinking to himself, "He's really handsome! This Tang Bohu is actually wearing all green, isn't he afraid of the heat?"

However, it seems that the second floor is not as hot as the first floor. All the heat goes up to the second floor?

While Song Xiaoyi was observing Tang Bohu, Zhu Zhishan and Tang Bohu were also "interacting".

"Gentlemen, although my little shop is not open yet, we can't keep eating instant noodles for free, right? How about we pay for it?" Song Xiaoyi didn't pay attention to the quiet interaction between the two ancient people. He thought to himself, "A living Tang Bohu, he can easily fool a painting, right?"

"Pay? You mean settle the bill? Of course you should! Brother Bohu, get some money."

Tang Bohu took out a piece of silver from his sleeve, which confirmed once again that the first floor was indeed in ancient times!

Song Xiaoyi decided to deal with the immediate problem first and then study it slowly later!

"This is a large sum of money; our small shop can't make change."

"What? You don't accept silver? I didn't bring any copper coins with me. If I carried copper coins all over the street, my back would break."

"How about this, you're Tang Bohu, right? Painting shouldn't be a problem, how about you paint a simple picture for our shop?"

"Painting? Haha, painting is indeed my forte."

"Okay, I'll treat you to instant noodles, and you draw me a phoenix, the mythical bird?"

"ha?"

"Wait a minute!"

......

"He didn't deny it! He is Tang Bohu!" Song Xiaoyi suddenly realized, remembering there were several picture frames of different sizes in the attic storeroom. He grabbed one, "If he's Tang Bohu, who's the other one? Zhu Zhishan or Wen Zhengming?!"

Song Xiaoyi rushed to the attic warehouse, found the biggest one, grabbed it, and stomped back to the kitchen. He picked up his phone and searched for "Who was the person with six fingers who was with Tang Bohu during the Hongzhi period of the Ming Dynasty?"

"Zhu Zhishan! It really is Zhu Zhishan!" Song Xiaoyi put down his phone, grabbed the picture frame, and went downstairs.

"Please draw one to this size, you two."

"A painting of the mythical phoenix?"

"Yes, only the divine bird, the phoenix."

"But there is no Xuan paper here."

"Oh, right, writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone? We really don't have those." Song Xiaoyi suddenly remembered that he didn't have the Four Treasures of the Study at home, so he made a fuss.

"It's alright, shopkeeper, please fix the instant noodles first. Bohu and I will be right back."

After Zhu Zhishan finished speaking, he grabbed Tang Bohu and they rushed out the door like the wind.

In the kitchen, Song Xiaoyi, who had chosen tomato and beef noodles this time, quickly washed the pot, filled it with water, turned on the gas, and unpacked it all in one go. After the water boiled, he cracked an egg. "We can't waste eggs, let's give each of us one first," Song Xiaoyi muttered to himself as he cracked the egg.

Boil the eggs over low heat until they are 70% cooked, then remove them and divide them into three bowls. Next, cook the noodles, one batch every 15 seconds, then remove them and put them into the bowls. Repeat this process twice, making sure to flip the eggs that are buried at the bottom to the top.

Remove the ham sausages, cut each into three sections, blanch them briefly in boiling water, and then place them on top of the noodles.

Continue boiling water, add the seasoning packet and vegetable packet, bring to a boil, then divide into three bowls. The whole process takes only 15 minutes.

Just as Song Xiaoyi was carrying three bowls of instant noodles out of the kitchen on a plate, Zhu Zhishan dragged Tang Bohu in, with a piece of Xuan paper in his hand.

"Shopkeeper, this 'Divine Bird and Phoenix Painting' is finished. Are you satisfied with it?"

"Ah! What a wonderful aroma! Is this the instant noodles that Zhizhisheng mentioned?" Tang Bohu rushed to Song Xiaoyi following the scent.

Upon seeing the instant noodles, Zhu Zhishan disregarded everything else and eagerly placed the "Divine Bird and Phoenix Painting" on another table. He ran back, rubbing his hands, and exclaimed, "Hey! Although this instant noodle is different from what I had for lunch, its aroma is just as good!"

"Don't rush, wait for me to put it down."

"Here, Zhu Zhishan, this bowl is yours."

"Here, Tang Bohu, this bowl is yours."

Song Xiaoyi didn't get an immediate response when she tried to probe again, but she didn't mind and started eating her bowl by herself.

Both of them actually heard what Song Xiaoyi said, but in front of the delicious noodles, neither of them paid any attention to Song Xiaoyi at first, and instead picked up their chopsticks and started slurping.

"Shopkeeper, what kind of animal is this meat from? Why is it so delicious?"

"In my hometown, we call this ham sausage, or instant noodle partner."

"Shopkeeper, what kind of sour ingredient is this? It seems like we've never had it before."

When the bowl was empty, Tang Bohu patted his stomach and asked.