Universe Infinite Canteen

Yu Yizhuo did not forget to take photos while interviewing.

In addition to taking dozens of close-ups of the freshly cooked fried noodles, she also captured photos of Ma Lu and Lao Wang at work, as well as the satisfied expressions on the customers' faces when they tasted the fried noodles.

Yu Yizhu could see that the smiles of those people were from the bottom of their hearts, the kind of joy that would appear when you really taste the food.

She pressed the shutter to freeze the pleasure.

When only 20 portions of fried noodles were sold, Ma Lu counted the people in line, put up a homemade sold-out sign made of cardboard, and placed it at the end of the line.

Yu Yizhuo had also completed the interview and shooting, replaced the lens cap, and put the voice recorder and notebook into the backpack behind him.

"Are you leaving?" Ma Lu said.

"Yes." Yu Yizhuo nodded, "Thank you for your willingness to cooperate with my interview. The amount of information is a bit large. I have to sort it out when I get back. I will also send you a copy of the written manuscript."

"You're welcome, we are just cooperating with each other." Ma Lu thought for a while and asked Lao Wang to make another portion of fried noodles, packed them and handed them to Yu Yizhuo.

"It's dinner time, I'll give this to you to take home and eat."

"No, no, thank you. I'm losing weight recently and don't eat much carbohydrates at night." Yu Yizhuo waved his hand quickly.

Malu didn't take it back, "Since you plan to write about my food stall and took so many photos in the afternoon, don't you plan to taste it yourself?"

"Uh... I've eaten your braised large intestine before. Have you forgotten? It tastes... very good." Yu Yizhuo said, "Yeah, it's delicious."

"Really, how delicious is it? Tell me." Malu raised his eyebrows.

"Aren't you a food reviewer? You should be able to describe it in more detail."

"Well, our department is mainly responsible for content... As for the food observers you mentioned, they are from other departments." Yu Yizhuo said vaguely.

"Hey, is that so?"

"This is the situation. In large companies, positions are divided very finely to facilitate KPI assessment, and everyone will only do part of the work."

Yu Yizhuo didn't know what she was explaining, but she still took the fried noodles afterwards.

"But you're right. I haven't tried your new fried noodles yet. They look delicious."

The last sentence of Yu Yizhen was sincere. Although she had never tasted the fried noodles from the No. 1 food stall in the universe, in the past hour or so, she had seen the bright smiles on the faces of many people who had eaten the noodles. , I think the taste will definitely not be bad.

"Our fried noodles are the most delicious in the universe." Malu said in an unquestionable tone.

Although Yu Yizhuo did not agree with this statement, perhaps it was because Ma Lu was willing to give in and be interviewed this time, and she did not argue with the latter for the first time.

"Anyways, thank you for the chow mein."

Yu Yitong said goodbye to Ma Lu, and then said hello to Lao Wang.

"Didn't your boyfriend come to pick you up?" Ma Lu said casually as he watched her put on her backpack.

"He... is quite busy at work today. I can just take the subway back." After Yu Yizhu finished speaking, he glanced at He Xiaoqian who was not far away, intentionally or unintentionally, "Then I won't disturb you anymore."

Having said that, Yu Yizhuo did not go to the subway station after leaving Hangda University. She reported to the company for field work today and did not have to go back to clock in, but it seemed a bit early to go home now.

The most important thing is that Yu Yizhuo doesn't know what to do after going back.

So she walked casually along the road, raising her camera from time to time to record interesting moments.

When she was in school, she liked to wander around the city aimlessly like this. Later, when she fell in love, the two of them wandered outside together.

This is cheap happiness for poor college students.

Yu Yizhuo especially likes those small alleys. They are winding and winding, like small mazes, which isolate the people in them from the busy traffic of the outside world.

It's like a wandering in the world, but temporarily forget the troubles in reality.

In spring, you can see crabapple and lilac branches sticking out from the courtyard, and if you are lucky, you will encounter peach and apricot trees on the roadside.

At this time, Yu Yizhuo would stop and fiddle with the old camera in his hand, looking for a suitable angle to take pictures, while Ma Lu would happily talk about the urban ghost stories he had heard recently.

Because the content in it was so ridiculous, Yu Yizhuo once suspected that it was just made up by someone.

Sometimes Yu Yizhuo is too focused when taking pictures, and when he looks back, he finds that the source of the noise that has been lingering in his ears is gone.

But as long as she walked a few steps further, she would see the familiar figure squatting on the roadside at the next corner, teasing stray kittens and puppies that appeared out of nowhere.

Yu Yitong deliberately counted, ten steps... ten steps at most, she could always see him.

That feeling...maybe called peace of mind.

But now when Yu Yizhuo walked into the alley again, no one was waiting for her in front.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Yu Yizhu was a little tired from walking, and his stomach began to growl.

So she found an empty stone bench and sat down, put away the camera, and took out the fried noodles.

Because it has been stored for a long time, the plastic box has become cold, but the color of the fried noodles inside is still very attractive.

Yu Yitong fiddled with it twice with disposable chopsticks and found that there were onions, mung bean sprouts, shredded carrots, green vegetables and eggs inside.

It doesn't look much different from other fried noodles on the street, but the vegetarian fried noodles at those stalls usually only cost 10 yuan, or at most 12 yuan per portion, and the portion is much larger than the number one food stall in the world.

Just from the appearance, it’s hard to see why this fried noodles can sell for 36 a piece.

It can only be said that there are still too many rich people in this city.

Yu Yitong picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, and then the expression on his face changed.

What a rich meaty aroma! Did you add gravy? !

No, that's not right, simple gravy can't make it so delicious, and even Shanxi's hand-pulled noodles can't make it so firm and elastic.

I was almost deceived. This was not noodles at all, but meat! Meat like noodles! ! !

There may be some corn flour mixed in, but the amount is very small, it just plays a certain fixing role, and the meat occupies the bulk.

This is basically fried pork wrapped in vegetarian fried noodles.

Yu Yitong remembered that there seemed to be a special delicacy called fish noodles in his hometown.

It is to peel off the skin and bones of fresh fish, scrape out the fish greens, add starch and salt to make a dough, and then make it into the shape of noodles. It tastes extremely delicious.

However, the fish noodles still have a slight fishy smell, but the fried noodles at the No. 1 food stall in the universe are only fresh. Even if Yu Yizhuo has cooled them down, there is no smell at all.

With just one bite, her taste buds were occupied by an overbearing umami flavor, and the noodles seemed to turn into giant pythons, rushing towards her mercilessly, wrapping around her body.

Yu Yizhu couldn't help but tighten her calves, but this was not the end. As she picked up a handful of bean sprouts and bit them, the delicious taste on her lips and teeth became even more intense!

No way, why are the vegetables soaked in umami too? !

Yu Yitong felt there was no way to escape.

She tried to think back, and finally remembered what Lao Wang did when he was frying noodles. He seemed to have scooped a spoonful of something from a jar and put it into the pot.

Yu Yizhen thought it was just ordinary water at first, but now that he thought about it, it was obviously not.

It's soup stock, and if nothing else, it's made from fried bones. That's why the meat flavor is so strong.

Yu Yitong closed his eyes, and couldn't help but hear the words that the man once said echoing in his ears.

“Our chow mein is the best in the universe.”

Although he didn't want to admit it, Yu Yizhu realized that what the guy said was probably true.