Chapter 692: Unified Beef Noodles

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"Jiang Shaoxia, come and use the breakfast." Mie Xie invited.

Jiang Siming walked over and sat down carelessly.

The breakfast is very simple. The cakes are added with gruel. Jiang Siming has no appetite. The main reason is that the cakes are too hard. A bite is like biting a stone...

How can a modern person eat it.

"Is Jiang Shaoxia losing his appetite?" Shuei asked.

Jiang Siming nodded sincerely, he really lost his appetite.

Juejue smiled and said, "People in Jianghu usually only bring some dry food when they go out. If Jiang Shaoxia is not used to eating dry food, I will let Xiao Er get some meat?"

"No, I don't..."

Jiang Siming was about to say not to eat, but he remembered something.

During the game, when he got the Qiankun Ring and played in the background, when he returned to the lounge.

In the snack box brought by Weishen, Jiang Siming took a large bag of unified braised beef noodles to test the use of Qiankun Ring.

When he took it in, he seemed to have forgotten to take it out and kept it in the Qiankun Ring.

Thinking of this, Jiang Siming checked the Qiankun Ring in his mind and found that in addition to the gold and silver jewelry robbed from the imperial treasury, there was also a bag of braised beef noodles...

Jiang Siming laughed, stunned everyone, and looked at him with doubts.

Jiang Siming clapped the table and got up, and said to everyone: "I brought some good things for you to taste, you don't need to eat this 'stone', girls, I'll treat you to a big meal today!"

After speaking, Jiang Siming called out the shop assistant, who came over immediately.

"Go and prepare a pot of boiling water, it's boiling hot."

Jiang Siming ordered, and Xiao Er did it immediately.

Jiang Siming mysteriously said that he went back to the room to get something, but he came back after a while with a red bag in his hand.

They had never seen this bag before, even if the man who lived in his 60s would not know what it was.

Jiang Siming put the bag on the table and said to all the female disciples of the Emei School: "Ladies, drink up or empty the porridge in your bowls immediately, and then come to me with the bowls."

Everyone finds it inexplicable, but Jiang Siming always has a strong appeal. It may be that he has been the chairman for a long time, and now he has the temperament of a superior.

In addition, Shuishui did not object, so many young disciples followed suit, drank the porridge and walked over with a bowl.

Jiang Siming took out packs of unified beef noodles from the bag, and began to unpack them and put seasonings.

Because there were too many people, Jiang Siming could not be busy alone, so he taught Zhou Zhiruo and Ding Minjun.

The two girls, Bingxue Smart, quickly knew how to do it, and followed Jiang Siming to distribute this strange yellow stuff like dough to everyone.

When everyone's bowls were filled with noodles, including Xie Xie also got one.

At this time, hot water came from the second port, and Jiang Siming poured hot water into their bowls one by one.

After a while, something miraculous happened, and a fragrance wafted out of the bowl, which made people drool when they smelled it.

The aroma even attracted innkeepers and cooks, and everyone was attracted by the smell.

"It smells so good~"

"What does it taste like?"

"Never smelled it."

"Why am I so hungry, I obviously ate the cake."

"Is this a face? It looks so strange, why is it twisted?"

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The girls of the Emei faction were very curious, wanted to eat but dared not eat, they all looked at Jiang Siming, waiting for him to speak.

Jiang Siming waited for about a minute, and then said to everyone: "Okay, ladies, the noodles are ready and ready to eat, remember to stir it for a better taste."

With that said, Jiang Siming stirred it first, then took a big mouthful and put it in his mouth, sucking it and it was a mouthful.

When the female disciples saw that Jiang Siming started, they felt very hungry, so they moved their chopsticks one after another.

"Oh! This noodle is really smooth and fragrant, and even the soup is beautiful!"

"I've never had such delicious noodles!"

"Its taste is endless, and it is mouth-watering."

"Is this something from the palace?"

"It should be, otherwise why have I never seen it before."

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The female disciples of Emei were all shocked by the bowl of unified braised beef noodles in their hands.

After commenting, they immediately lowered their heads to destroy the food in their bowls, and didn't have time to raise their heads to speak.

Zhou Zhiruo and Ding Minjun also ate hard, showing very satisfied smiles while eating.

Jiang Siming laughed, the girls in ancient times were so good at playing, a pack of instant noodles could make them do this.

Bring a little more before the next dungeon, anyway, the dungeon does not affect the history.

After eating it, Shuan was also full of praise. Fortunately, she, a master, can't be so unimpressive, so she stopped after taking two bites.

"Jiang Shaoxia, what kind of delicacy is this thing, is it really noodles?" Zhuangzhui asked.

Jiang Siming smiled and said, "Naturally it's noodles, but this thing is called instant noodles. You only need a pot of hot water, and it can be eaten immediately after boiling."

"Instant noodles...it's really convenient, not only convenient, but also so delicious, it really opened my eyes."

After Suzui finished speaking, he lowered his head a few times.

Soon everyone ate the noodles, not even the soup.

Forget it, the bowl is clean.

After eating, Jiang Siming got up and saw that all the female disciples were covering their stomachs with expressions of contentment and stillness.

"Jiang... Young Master... Can we still eat this instant noodles tomorrow..."

Zhou Zhiruo asked Jiang Siming in a low voice, in fact, she wanted to call Brother Jiang at the beginning, because this was the name Jiang Siming made her call dozens of times last night, and she almost didn't change it...

After hearing this, Jiang Siming glanced at the empty bag, shook his head and said, "It's gone, but I'll come back next month and bring you a cart of instant noodles, all kinds of flavors, including sauerkraut, braised, seafood, mushrooms, etc. Wait,"

When Zhou Zhiruo heard a happy smile, she shook her head and said, "Young Master Jiang, you don't need so much, Zhiruo just needs to eat another pack with her master and sisters."

Jiang Siming is happy, this girl is still so cute.

"Don't worry, as long as my little sister Zhiruo likes to eat, it doesn't matter how much she eats."

Jiang Siming was in a good mood and was very proud.

Zhou Zhiruo's ears turned red after hearing this, and she quickly lowered her head, after all, there are still senior sisters and masters here.

Miejue looked at his favorite disciple with such an expression, and of course he understood that Zhiruo must be in the beginning of his love, and he wanted something.

But she didn't intend to control it. Jiang Siming was the descendant of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which was equivalent to her Emei sect, although Jiang Siming did not intend to admit it.

In addition, Jiang Siming's appearance and martial arts are rare in the world. If he can achieve a good story with his own disciple, it would not be an exaggeration.

It's just that he seems to have a very close relationship with Minjun. Do both of his disciples have to be sent out?

After thinking about it, extinction always feels a bit of a loss...

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