Like the spring leek after the rain, there are girlish feelings, simple and sunny, people can't help but think of their first love. What is this, this is a bowl of noodles, a bowl of Yangchun noodles...
"The Story of Mankind" is a gentle wind, a bright light, the author Wang Long with his delicate words, take us into the world of your, mine, his, ours: a bowl of authentic Yangchun noodles, simple Yangchun noodles...
There are countless faces in this world, and each place has its own unique side. Sichuan Dandan noodles, eating is spices; Beijing fried sauce noodles, thick oil red sauce; Wuhan hot dry noodles, dry; Shaanxi oil poured noodles, eating is desire; Shanxi knife cutting noodles, that is the skill of cutting noodles.
There is only it: pure noodles, simple noodles. Ordinary home-cooked noodles, no tricks, simple and simple, simply lying in the bowl, not impatient, not rushed. Refreshing soup noodles, a few stars of green onions, a few leaves of coriander, as if the peasant woman returned from the field, a few wild flowers with sideburns obliquely inserted...
Look at the noodles in front of you, look, smell, smell, look, oh, that's the bowl of noodles in my memory. At the age of the child, the parents at home have to rush to work, and no one is making lunch at home. "Then go to the shop at the door at noon and eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles."
After school, I trotted into the store, "I want a bowl of Yangchun noodles, put more green onions!" "The little child, that simple bowl of Yangchun noodles, is thus left in the memory."
You have traveled many roads, seen many shapes of clouds, drunk all kinds of wine, loved many people who are in the right year... Have you also eaten a bowl of the most authentic Yangchun noodles at the most appropriate time?
That kind of Yangchun noodles, add any spices into it, it is still it, a bowl of the simplest Yangchun noodles.
