Chapter Fifty-Three: Food Search Squad

In the early morning of Qingyang University City, the heat has not yet begun to rage, and the breeze is blowing, which is considered the best time of the day.

As the students returned to school one after another, the vicinity of Qingyang University gradually became lively, not deserted.

"Boss, it's the wonton stand in front." Tiedan pointed to a food stand in front of him while riding his bicycle with his stomach full.

He was belching while talking.

Before today, he felt that it was the happiest thing in the world to be able to eat with his belly open for every meal.

But today he discovered that eating is also a kind of torture, and he dare not bend down at this moment.

"It's really delicious?" Nan Ming stared at the wonton stand in front of him, drooling, but he was a little skeptical about Tie Dan's taste, no, very skeptical.

Yesterday's experience was simply a nightmare!

Yesterday, Nan Ming was exhausted, so he asked Tie Dan to buy some food from outside and come back to eat. Nan Ming frowned after taking a sip.

"With this kind of craftsmanship, can you still open a restaurant? It's not as good as the food I cook!" If it wasn't for the sake of not wasting food, he would just spit it out.

"I think it's okay..." Tie Dan didn't think there was anything bad about it at all. For him, it was good enough to fill his stomach. How could he have time to care about the taste? The reason why he bought meals from this restaurant was because it was the cheapest.

There is still a little gap between the consumption levels of the two parties. Tiedan is still pursuing food and clothing to achieve a well-off life, while Nanming has begun to pursue quality of life.

Although Li Huiyun was picky, it wasn't unbearable. She just ate and picked up vegetables in silence.

At least it's better than the stuffed rice cooked by my dad.

"I don't know that the restaurants here are all of this level. Are there any farmhouses with particularly delicious dishes?" Nan Ming's eyes widened, we Wenji have them all! Qingyang is still a big city, so low! Not as good as our Wenji!

"Not to mention anything else, the tea eggs you cook are twenty times more delicious than this one!" Nan Ming ate a few chopsticks and didn't feel the joy of eating at all, let alone replenishing energy, because the heat Because of this, the energy has increased by a tiny bit, from 471 to 472, not to mention making up for today's consumption, even a fraction is not enough.

After some tossing in the morning, the temperature has dropped to 471 degrees again. If this continues, Nan Ming will not be far from death.

"Here, this is 1,000 yuan per person. Starting tomorrow, both of you will go out to find something delicious." Nan Ming gave his first order to his two hired workers, and then threw out one by one. pile of money.

Both of them were stunned. They had seen their favorite food, but they had never seen such a favorite food.

Isn't it just eating? As for?

Of course they don't know how important it is for Nan Ming to find delicious meals.

To put it simply, this is investment, and it is a very important investment. Sometimes just thinking about it, Nan Ming feels that he is a role model who moved China. The ability to strengthen, as the saying goes, what you eat is grass, and what you squeeze out is milk!

But in this world, if you don’t understand, you don’t understand, especially Tiedan, I really feel like I’m in a dream, thinking that I can eat whatever I want tomorrow, and I’m so excited that I didn’t sleep much all night.

Early in the morning, Tie Dan couldn't wait to come to this breakfast street. With his thick bare legs and a pair of broken slippers, he stood with his hips on the side of the road and shouted: "I, Hu Hansan, am back again!"

In this life, there is still a chance to complete the great cause of eating from the east side of the street to the west side. Thinking about it, I feel happy to death!

Moreover, he finally lived up to expectations, and found a particularly delicious snack in these food stalls!

He believes that even with Nan Ming's pickiness, he will definitely applaud repeatedly!

"Boss, don't worry, the wontons here are absolutely delicious!" Tie Dan stopped the car and said, patting his chest.

Nan Ming already smelled the aroma of food in the air, and it was as expected!

Look around, the wonton stall is doing well, there is only one empty table left, sit down quickly.

"Boss, here are two bowls of wontons!" Nan Ming impatiently sat down in front of the small square table. He has lost too much energy in the past two days, if he doesn't make up for it, he will really be in trouble!

"Okay, two bowls of wontons!" The wonton stall is a family of three, the husband is tall and fat, sitting in front of the stove, the wife is very thin, busy serving customers, and the daughter is busy making wontons. At the beginning, Nan Ming thought that her daughter was actually an aunt, because she was dressed too old-fashionedly, and wrapped a towel around her head. When she turned her head and spoke in a soft voice, Nan Ming realized that, Under the towel, there was actually a very delicate face.

As soon as the wontons were served, Nan Ming took a bite, regardless of burning his mouth, and immediately sighed in satisfaction.

The wonton soup is clear and bright. It doesn't look oily, but in fact it has a tangy fragrance. I don't know what it is made of. It is definitely not the smell of various artificial flavors.

The seaweed and shrimp skin floating in it exudes a unique aroma. The wontons sinking in the bowl have big fillings and thin skins, unlike some wontons, just a little filling, the ingredients are plenty, and the entrance is tender and tender. Taste, nothing to say.

After coming to Qingyang for a day, I finally ate some decent food.

What the hell was that thing I ate yesterday? Pig food is even better than that!

Nan Ming held the spoon and tasted the wonton in his mouth, almost crying.

On the one hand, I was moved. I was moved because I finally ate delicious food again. The process was more than a tortuous one?

On the one hand, it is a remembrance. In the past, the old man Qing could raise him white and tender. Gone forever. In the future, he will be like ordinary foodies, searching hard in the streets and alleys.

Cheongyang? What's so good about big cities?

"Is it delicious?" At some point, the girl selling wontons took off the towel on her head, stood beside Nan Ming, looked at him with a smile, and asked.

"Well, it's delicious!" Nan Ming nodded repeatedly, and said vaguely, such delicious wontons made him forget to talk.

The girl in front of her was about the same age as Nan Ming, her complexion was a little pale, and she looked a little malnourished. She was wearing a floral shirt, like Xiaojiabiyu who walked by with an umbrella in the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River.

"It's delicious, just eat more." The girl stretched out a spoon from behind as if by magic, and added a few more wontons to Nan Ming's bowl.

"Ah, thank you!" Nan Ming stared wide-eyed. He has a lazy spirit and a huge appetite. Naturally, the more wontons the better.

Seeing Nanming's expression, the couple selling wontons felt very uncomfortable. What a bitter child these two are.

Just now the tall black man was crying while eating, but now this one is almost crying.

Alas, there are still many students whose families have difficulties...

Help if you can.

My daughter is kind!

Tie Dan rolled his eyes at the side, this is really a world of face-seeking, good-looking is to take advantage, even when buying things, others will give a few more.

The girl went back, sat in front of the small tricycle, continued making wontons, and looked up from time to time, as if she was very interested in Nan Ming.

After Nan Ming ate a wonton, he raised his eyes to look at the girl, and ate another one. The two of them seemed to be playing some kind of fun game, and they had a very tacit understanding.

Who would have thought that before he had eaten two bites, he heard a commotion at the corner of the street, and a voice drifted down the wind: "It's not good, the city management is here!"

The expression of the family of three who sold wontons immediately changed, and the vendors around them also hurriedly cleaned up.

The daughter and wife quickly cleaned up the stall, but how could they clean up in time? The husband also got up to help, and when he got up, Nan Ming could tell that the husband was disabled, and he didn't know if it was polio or something. Nan Ming never saw the reason.

Just as he stood up on crutches, several urban management vehicles stopped.

There was a van in front, followed by a small truck, and seven or eight city management officers came straight to the wonton stand on the far side.

"Why are you again?" The one in the front was a skinny man, wearing an urban control uniform, who came up aggressively: "Didn't you say that you can't set up stalls here? I warned you last time, and if you see it again, you will really be scared." Things are confiscated!"

Then he waved to the diners: "All go, all go! The stall is closed!"

Some diners ate two bites, some simply left the wontons and left, and some asked for bags to pack, and they disappeared within two minutes.

The two bowls of wontons here in Nanming are still steaming hot. I only ate three or four. Where are you willing to go?

After leaving, where can I find such delicious wontons?

"Brother and sister-in-law, don't blame us. I told you the day before yesterday. If I see you setting up a stall again, I will confiscate it! Take it away! Take it all away!" Stalls around.

Seeing the urban management team members start to clean up the things they depend on, the girl was so anxious that tears came out, she grabbed a table tightly, and cried: "You can't take it away!"

Seeing the girl crying, the urban management team hesitated. Seeing that Nan Ming was still confused about the situation, he slowly ate wontons, left the girl behind, ran to Nan Ming, and knocked on the table: "Come on, don't eat!" !"

Now it is said that the law must be enforced in a civilized manner, but they are afraid to do it, but they are not very polite.

"I paid for these two bowls of wontons. If you don't want to eat them, will you accompany me?" Nan Ming took another bite without raising his head. Alas, even eating wontons made me feel uneasy.

The urban management stared at him, feeling a little helpless. They are urban management, but they can't control other people's diners.

Moreover, this is a university town. Sometimes, the energy of the students cannot be underestimated. This group is so special that he really dare not be violent.

Although many of them had graduated from prestigious universities before, their identities have changed now.

"Little brother, I'll refund the ten yuan to you. You can leave quickly." The proprietress came over with a sad face, and persuaded Nan Ming in a low voice.

Nan Ming sighed, it seemed that he really couldn't eat anymore.

He got up, but when he saw the girl crying next to him, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Just go like this? How can I go!