I now want to eat a bowl of lamb braised noodles wherever I go, not only hungry, but also to find and experience the taste of the braised noodles. But it seems that I have not eaten the same stewed noodles as I did that year. To make a long story short, it was the late 1980s and early 1990s, and people's lives had improved greatly compared to before, and they were only subsistence. I went to school in other places, the family conditions are not good, the monthly living expenses for me are less than fifty yuan, plus the school's monthly subsidy of more than 20 yuan and more than 30 pounds of steamed tickets, for a seventeen or eighteen students, it is simply a drop in the bucket, and it is very difficult to eat every month. Although life is difficult, there is one thing that is difficult to eat. The school cafeteria is a row of old-fashioned blue brick houses running east-west, and at the westernmost end, there is a restaurant selling braised noodles, which is only open in the evening after students finish school. Before school ends, the aroma of processed lamb braised noodles fills the air and floats into the classroom, and some students stick out their noses to smell this delicacy, which seduces the students' sense of taste and drools. But there is no class, and I can't eat, which is simply a painful torture. There is nothing special about that braised noodles, unlike today's tens of yuan a bowl of high-grade braised noodles, adding what tonic. The braised noodles are made up of noodle soup. The noodles are handmade noodles with special tendons; the soup is a soup of lamb bones boiled in a large iron pot; and the ingredients are scallion salt sesame sauce with sesame oil. The price is two steamed buns and five corners per bowl, which can be described as a good price. Every night after self-study, many people flocked there, and the scene was quite spectacular, which could be described as a sea of people. In the summer, the heat has not subsided at night, and there is a bowl of hot noodles, sweating and soaking, but I can't feel the heat. In winter, at night, the ice and snow are cold, and there is a bowl of hot noodles, hot sweat is slightly out, and the deep body is warm, not cold at all. So many people eat together, and the "snorting" sound made by eating noodles shakes people's hearts. At that time, the students just didn't have enough to eat, and they ate this meal in anticipation of the next meal. The restaurant owner has a problem, and the sign "There is a matter in the family and suspended business" is hung in front of the door, not to mention that the students are lost, and some people still resent the boss and say something ugly. Some people even smashed this sign. Alas, it's all the trouble of braised noodles, it's so delicious.
Now that life is better, I have eaten braised noodles from many places, and I have never eaten the braised noodles that year. Again, not just for the noodles, just for the taste.
