A story of Cold Noodles in North Korea

Some people say that a bowl of noodles is enough to comfort the wind and dust. In the bitter winter, the wind and snow outside the house are mixed, and inside the house is a steaming bowl of noodles, hot noodles into the throat, indescribable comfort and warmth. Today I listened to a story, but it is related to cold noodles, not refreshing, but it is a mixture of five flavors.

Lao Chen is an eccentric person, and he seems to like things that are different from most people. There is a Korean cold noodle near the company, and it is said that the owner is Korean, so everyone thinks that their cold noodles are more authentic. Lao Chen went to his house to eat noodles almost every day, and I couldn't help but be curious that I also went once to try out how this legendary foreign monk was. Cold noodles, I saw a black dough, I was a bit unable to accept it at the time. What the heck? Lao Chen said that it was soba noodles, which is the raw material of authentic cold noodles. On the noodles is a half-cooked egg, spicy cabbage, slices of beef, shredded cucumbers, and minced ginger, minced garlic, and parsley. If it's just these things, there are a few apple strips, and pear strips. For a moment I thought it was dark cuisine. After studying for half a day, I was finally able to eat it, and I took a bite of the so-called soba noodles, how to say, the toughness, is not uncooked can be described, just like cooking a bowl of leather bands. I finally gritted my teeth and finished eating, and Old Chen smiled and said to me, how many times have I told you, curious to kill the cat. Later, the company recruited a new batch of interns, and it happened that a man and a woman and two children liked to eat this thing, so There was nothing to do with Lao Chen to take them to eat this bowl of authentic Korean cold noodles. Over time, the two children have feelings and naturally develop into lovers. Old Chen originally wanted to avoid them, thinking that the world of the two who disturbed them was not so good, but after the two fell in love, it seemed that nothing had changed, and they still dragged Old Chen to eat noodles. Fast forward, three years in the blink of an eye. That day, I received a message from the boy in the office saying that he was getting married. After opening the happy post, we learned that the boy had broken up with the girl. The atmosphere in the whole office was very awkward, the little girl's eye circles were red, and she could see that her tears had been swirling in her eyes, but she had to endure it to prevent it from flowing. It is said that people will feel better when they are full, and Old Chen pulled the little girl to the Korean cold noodle house to eat. Still the familiar boss, still the same cold noodles, still the same side dishes, still the same taste, but there is less of that familiar person around. The little girl looked at the cold noodles in front of her and said that she was a particularly picky eater, and her mother hated her when she ate at home. She doesn't eat coriander, she doesn't eat carrots, she doesn't eat beef, she doesn't eat ginger. However, every time they came to eat noodles, when the boss asked me what kind of taboo ingredients I had, she told the boss that it would always be normal to do it, just give more. After being served, the boy would pick up all the coriander for her and eat them himself, as would the carrots. Beef and eggs Every time she let the boy clip it away, the boy would always say a lot of things, telling her to eat more foods with high protein content, saying that she was too weak. As for the fact that girls do not eat ginger, the boy has not known, and the boy has also asked the girl curiously, why can she eat ginger but cannot accept coriander? The girl pretended to be angry and said to him, I want you to take care of it! She knew that if she said she wouldn't eat ginger, the boy would pick out the scattered ginger for her, but she didn't want the boy to do that. She didn't want the boy to live too tired for her, just to satisfy her little vanity.

The girl was talking, gulping down coriander in her mouth, followed by eggs and beef. The teardrops on the handsome face fell into the cold noodles in front of him, and finally took a large bowl to drink the cold noodle soup. She stood up to face Old Chen, forcibly squeezed out a smile and said, Brother Chen, come by yourself in the future, don't call me, I think this cold noodle is a bit salty, not suitable for me...