It was lunch time, He Zeheng walked out of the company and went downstairs to look for something to eat.

As a food lover, you can't make it at noon. He likes to come to the store to eat and doesn't like ordering takeout.

Unless there is really no time, He Zeheng will choose to eat in the store himself.

Sometimes you feel that it is clearly something from the same store, and eating takeaway in the store is different.

After walking around, He Zeheng didn't find anything he wanted to eat.

As he continued walking, he suddenly saw a noodle restaurant with a young man standing at the door, constantly attracting customers.

He Zeheng thought for a while, raised his foot and walked in.

He had come to eat this noodle restaurant before and had some arguments with the old man, but the young man was very good and gave him a good impression.

I can’t find anything to eat now, so I can just go to this noodle restaurant to eat.

"Please inside!" Gao Dian said with a smile.

A customer came, and he couldn't stand at the door to recruit customers, so he had to go into the kitchen to make noodles.

"A bowl of noodles." He Zeheng said in a seat.

He didn't have to explain what kind of noodles it was. This noodle restaurant only had cut noodles, and there was nothing else Ren Ge had eaten.

As a noodle restaurant, this is worthy of its name. It only sells noodle noodles and nothing else.

Gao Dian responded, and suddenly He Zeheng twitched his nose, took a deep breath, and asked: "What does this taste like? It smells so good!"

"There is chicken soup in the pot." Gao Dian said with a smile.

He Zeheng asked: "Do you sell this chicken soup?"

"Ah?" Gao Dian was a little surprised. The first time he heard about whether chicken soup was sold.

"Chicken soup is used as a soup base." Gao Dian explained.

"Then can you sell me a portion of chicken soup separately? This chicken soup smells so good." He Zeheng said.

Gao Dian smiled and said, "If you want to drink, I will scoop a bowl for you, and there is no money."

Just a bowl of chicken soup, it is not worth much, so Gao Dian is not stingy.

"Then thank you." He Zeheng said.

Gao Dian shook his head and walked into the kitchen. He quickly scooped out a bowl of chicken soup. Gao Dian even sprinkled some chopped green onions.

Today, it was cold and windy outside, and He Zeheng was wearing thin clothes. After walking like this, he felt a little cooler on his body.

He held the steaming chicken soup and took a sip. There was a strong chicken aroma in his mouth, which was a bit like the chicken soup stewed at home when he was a child.

He couldn't wait to take a few more sips, and the hot chicken soup flowed into his stomach, which immediately warmed the stomach and dispelled the coolness of his whole body.

Drinking soup when it's cold is actually a good treat.

He Zeheng was enjoying this small bowl of chicken soup, but it had hard-earned warmth.

After drinking, He Zeheng put down the bowl and waited quietly for the noodles.

But his expression was a little lonely. In a trance, he seemed to remember the place called home. He hadn't been back for a long time and suddenly he missed the chicken soup stewed at home.

After this time, I will go back and take a look.

He Zeheng thought to himself.

"There's a date!"

At this moment, Gao Dian took a bowl and cut the noodles out and said.

He Zeheng looked at the cut noodles on the table and muttered in his heart, why is it different from before?

At this moment, he had no idea about noodles, and he was still thinking about chicken soup.

If so, he didn't want this bowl of noodles, so he would just change it to chicken soup.

Unfortunately, there is a stubborn old man here. This old man is still the owner of the noodle restaurant. He would not agree to drink only chicken soup.

However, He Zeheng also thought that after finishing the noodles, he would spend money to sell some chicken soup and take it away. When he was in the evening, he would go back and drink it hot.

This chicken soup is so good that He Zeheng has also drunk some chicken soup outside. Among the chicken soups, they are either bland and tasteless like boiling water. Or they are added with various precious ingredients, and the soup tastes good, but they don’t have the chicken flavor.

He had no interest and picked up a piece of noodles and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and his pupils contracted unconsciously.

This...the taste!

He Zeheng closed his eyes and savored it carefully.

This tastes so wonderful.

He picked up noodles after noodles and stuffed them into his mouth, took a few bites, and stopped to drink the soup.

When He Zeheng stopped, there was not even a bowl of noodles left in soup.

The deliciousness of this noodles exceeded He Zeheng's imagination.

The chicken soup is not that amazing, but it reminds He Zeheng of the chicken soup stewed at home, which is more of nostalgia.

However, the combination of chicken soup and noodles, plus some other seasonings, the taste of the whole noodles rose to a higher level.

He Zeheng touched his stomach, but he was still feeling unsatisfied. He wanted to eat, but his stomach told him that he was full and could not eat anymore.

"I haven't seen each other for a few days, why does this noodles seem to be made by someone?" He Zeheng asked the question in his heart.

Gao Dian smiled but refused to answer, and He Zeheng chose not to continue asking questions.

He paid and left the noodle shop while savoring the taste just now.

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In the past two days, there have been more repeat customers. There were no repeat customers at all before, so I would not come again after eating once.

Later, Gaodian accepted the kitchen, and occasionally there were repeat customers, but not many of them were.

There have been a lot of repeat customers these two days, and most of the customers who come to the store are repeat customers.

Every time the guests finish eating, they always praise them. These praises are the best recognition for Gaodian.

What surprised Gao Dian even more was that he did not have the intensity of his crazy practice in the past two days, but his progress was faster.

Gao Dian understood that these progress was accumulated from the previous six days of crazy practice. Because the intensity of the previous practice was too high, although Gao Dian kept improving, many things had not been fully understood.

The practice intensity in the past two days has been even lower, and a lot of things accumulated before have been fully understood.

That's why there is rapid progress.

However, the progress has been greatly improved but it has not broken through to another level.

The plug-in evaluations are all good, but there is no excellence at once.

Gao Dian still has a long way to go if he wants to make cutter noodles.

The reason why the cut noodles he made was highly praised was largely because the recipe on the recipe given to him by Old Man Leng was so good.

This is not the credit of Gaodian, but the credit of the person who created this formula.

"Boss Leng, who left this recipe?" Gao Dian asked.

There is no signature on the recipe, but Gao Dian wants to know who left the recipe.

"I don't know." Old Man Leng shook his head.

"Don't know?" Gao Dian was puzzled.

How could he not know the recipe? Such a lie is too clumsy, right?

Immediately, Gao Dian realized that it was not that Old Man Leng really didn't know, but that he didn't want to say it.

After thinking about this, Gao Dian stopped asking and stood at the door to attract customers.

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Time flies, and a few more days have passed.

He Zeheng's group has just completed an order and has a considerable bonus this month.

Everyone was a little happy and discussed going out for a meal together and having fun together.

He Zeheng was in a lack of interest. He had no objection to the dinner party, but he was not interested.

He knew that this kind of dinner was probably about sitting together and drinking, and when he really ate, it was very rare.

But everyone is happy and want to go out for a dinner together, He Zeheng must be allowed to stay there.

In the evening, eight people went out for a dinner together, exactly the same as He Zeheng thought. The so-called dinner was to drink and chat together.

He Zeheng ate some, but after a while, everyone persuaded them to drink, and they had too much wine in their stomachs, so they couldn't eat anything.

After dinner, everyone went to sing together and drank some wine in KTV.

They are all old people in the workplace, and their alcohol tolerance is OK. Although everyone drinks enthusiastically, they are also restrained. Everyone is sober and not drunk.

It’s time to come out to relax, not to come out to drink. It’s enough for everyone to be lively together, there’s no need to get drunk.
To be continued...