As the sun rose higher, more and more people came to the inn to stay overnight. Asher Mo was annoyed by the noise downstairs, so he asked the waiter to deliver the prepared dishes to his room.
In the end, he still invited Gabriel Chu. After all, the master was the most important, and he was not the emperor of the human world now, so he still had to abide by the rules.
There are three bowls of steaming noodle soup on the beech square table. The noodles are homemade, different from those bought outside, chewy and smooth, topped with thick-cut beef slices, fried pork intestines, fresh pea sprouts, plump green vegetables, golden shredded eggs. The colors are bright and attractive, and the arrangement is very beautiful.
But the most outstanding thing about these three bowls of noodles is not the water leaves, nor the large pieces of meat or the rich ingredients, but the bone soup that has been simmered over low heat for four hours. It is poured into the bowl of noodles. The milky white soup is floating with sesame red oil. Asher Mo uses a stone bowl to grind a spicy and fragrant seasoning himself and boils it in the soup, which is fragrant and rich in flavor.
He thought that Jasper Shi liked spicy food, so he put enough red oil and chili oil. Seeing that Jasper Shi was eating very happily, the arc of Asher Mo's mouth became more and more relaxed. He secretly glanced at her several times and couldn't help asking: "Is it delicious?"
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