Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

"Get out of the way!" Old Master Yan shoved Yan Wenli and pulled out 180 coins. "Madam Shen, give me three bowls."

He would buy it even if it cost 600 coins a bowl, let alone 660 coins a bowl!

You should know that these are Lady Shen's noodles.

Shen Qing took the money and quickly started making the noodles.

The dry, hard dough gradually unfolded, slowly absorbing the soup and becoming plump.

A few pieces of beef shank, some beef tendon, an egg, spinach, scallions, and a sprinkle of sesame seeds—in no time, a bowl of fragrant and spicy beef noodles is ready.

Red oil floats in a large white porcelain bowl, and the curved noodles, like jade, appear and disappear in the soup. The dark red beef shank is piled next to the noodles, along with the golden-yellow, rolled-up honeycomb tripe, a perfectly poached egg, and bright green spinach floating on top, dotted with sesame seeds.

Most importantly, an extremely powerful aroma entered my nostrils. This aroma didn't drift over; it rushed in all at once—the spiciness of the chili oil, the richness of the beef, and a complex fragrance that was hard to describe.

Yan Wenli couldn't stop drooling and subconsciously reached out to pick up the bowl of noodles.

But another pair of aged hands were faster; they picked up the noodles and started eating them right there, ignoring the heat.

"It smells so good! How can it smell so good! It's like a scent from another world!!" Old Master Yan exclaimed as he slurped, as if he had discovered a treasure.

Yan Wenli was so hungry. His father was usually so slow, how come he was so quick when it came to grabbing food?

"Dad, can I have a taste first?"

"You're just a kid, wait a minute!" Old Master Yan waved his hand, picked up his bowl, and went to the side to savor his spicy beef noodles.

Helpless, Yan Wenli could only wait for the next bowl.

Fortunately, Shen Qing had prepared all the ingredients in advance, and cooking instant noodles was quick. In just a few moments, the second bowl of spicy beef noodles was ready.

Yan Wenli couldn't wait any longer; he picked up a few strands of noodles with his chopsticks and put them in his mouth.

The noodles are very smooth and cooked to the perfect firmness. They break easily when gently chewed. With each bite, the base flavor of the noodles gradually emerges, and the red oil coats the beef aroma, enhancing the wheat fragrance.

Yan Wenli's eyes widened in surprise. These noodles were so strange; he had never eaten noodles like these before.

I couldn't resist picking up a piece of beef shank; it was tender, flavorful, and had distinct marbling, melting in my mouth.

The tripe was crisp and bouncy, and the poached egg was incredibly tender.

He blew on the bowl a few times and took a small sip of soup.

A spicy sensation travels from the tip of the tongue to the depths of the throat, followed by the richness of beef bones, the freshness of mushrooms, and the aroma of red oil and sesame seeds rising layer by layer. The flavors of various ingredients blend together in the mouth, creating an ultimate taste experience.

The most amazing thing is that there is a strange smell in it that he can't identify, but it is extremely fragrant and tempting.

"Don't even mention sixty coins, it would be worth six hundred!"

Yan Wenli was completely convinced; he never expected a bowl of noodles to taste so good.

This spicy beef noodle soup and stinky tofu are two completely different delicacies; if he had to choose one over the other, he couldn't tell the difference at all.

He now feels that the spicy beef noodles are not expensive at all, and that the stinky tofu is overpriced. Both dishes should be sold for sixty coins.

No, both of them are sold too cheaply; they should be sold for six hundred coins!

Just then, the third bowl of spicy beef noodles was served.

Yan Wenli was nearby, and he darted forward to take the bowl of noodles.

But there are still people who are faster than him.

He looked up and, good heavens, it was the butler, Yan Xian.

"The old master instructed me to keep an eye on things here, and to bring the noodles to him as soon as they're cooked," Yan Xian said respectfully.

Yan Wenli was dumbfounded. How could the old man be so cunning?

He thought he could snatch the bowl of noodles and turn the tables.

Looking into the distance, we saw that Old Master Yan had finished his noodles and was looking this way.

That look seemed to say: Kid, if you want to steal my food, you'll have to work out!

Yan Wenli was humiliated and felt extremely unwilling. He quickly pulled Yan Xian aside and said, "Wait a minute! I'll give you a tael of silver. Give me the noodles."

"Please don't make things difficult for me. The old master instructed that if I don't bring over the spicy beef noodles, I won't get my monthly salary next month..."

Yan Xian looked bitter, but he knew in his heart that Old Master Yan would definitely not deduct his money.

The Yan family has always treated their servants very well. Not only do they pay their monthly wages on time, but they also receive extra money during festivals and often receive nice gifts as rewards.

But no matter what, he is still Old Master Yan's man.

So he could only bow to Yan Wenli, then turn around and take the bowl of spicy beef noodles to Old Master Yan's side.

Yan Wenli was filled with regret at this moment; he should have ordered two bowls too.

I wanted to queue up again, but when I stood on tiptoe and took a look, wow, the queue was so long it seemed to stretch on forever.

It's so regrettable!

......

Wu Cixin brought her close friend Du Ruoyun to Zhiweixuan.

These days, Wu Cixin has become a regular at Zhiweixuan. Not only does she eat there, but her daughter Li Mengmeng also eats there. In short, they have been eating stinky tofu for five days.

The magistrate, Li Duan, was so disgusted by the stench that he didn't even want to go home and had been sleeping in the county office for the past few days.

Wu Cixin was craving food for the past two days since Zhiweixuan was closed, but she couldn't keep shamelessly going to Shen Qing's house for meals.

I could only endure it for two days.

This morning, I was just about to go to Zhiweixuan to buy some food when Du Ruoyun came to ask me to go shopping.

So she brought Du Ruoyun along.

But Du Ruoyun didn't understand.

"Ah-Ci, there are so many people, do we really have to wait in line? How long will it take? And it's just noodles, we can get noodles anywhere."

"Let me tell you, my dad hired a retired master chef from Beijing who specializes in noodles. They smell amazing! How about we go shopping first, and then come to my house for a meal?"

Du Ruoyun was worried when she saw the long queue, and she didn't think that the food in the shops outside could compare to what she had at home.

In Ping'an County, his father was known for his picky eating habits. He had at least fifty cooks working in his household, and each cook specialized in only one type of cuisine.

How could such a small shop making noodles possibly compare to a chef who specializes in making noodles?

Wu Cixin smiled and said, "Ruoyun, let me tell you, this Zhiweixuan is definitely worth the wait. Although your family's food is delicious, Madam Shen's food is something that can be found in the world, it is wonderfully unique."

"Four Delicacies Soup and Stinky Tofu each have their own unique charm and flavor, but this Spicy Beef Noodles are definitely not to be underestimated, trust me!!"

Wu Cixin became more and more excited as she spoke, her excitement almost overflowing. She was clearly determined to join the queue.

Helpless, Du Ruoyun could only compromise: "Fine, I'll go with you."

She didn't have high expectations for the spicy beef noodles; she just considered this time as a way to spend time with her good friends.

After queuing and shopping, she insisted on taking Aci to her house for dinner so that Aci could truly taste what the most delicious noodles were like.