The mutton bones chopped into small pieces were put into the pot under cold water. The wood in the stove was burning brightly, and soon the mutton soup in the pot began to boil.

Ning Fu put various seasonings wrapped in gauze into the pot.

Everyone can make mutton soup, but whether it tastes good or not depends on the ratio of various seasonings.

While the mutton soup was cooking, Ning Fu poured the flour into a large basin, added water and kneaded the dough.

Wait until the dough is almost kneaded, then leave it for half an hour to wake up the dough.

After the dough has risen, shape into thick slices, grease both sides with oil and place on a wooden plate.

Food is actually regional, so the cuisines of later generations are also divided by region.

In later generations, Kaifeng belonged to Henan, and braised noodles were one of the representative pastas of Henan, with meat, vegetarian, soup, vegetables and rice.

However, although braised noodles are famous, they actually only appeared in the late Qing Dynasty. Ning Fu made it appear on the streets of Kaifeng seven or eight hundred years earlier.

But it is also a bit regretful because some of the ingredients for the noodles are not complete.

For example, Ningfu did not buy kelp, and the peppers were far away in America, but the impact was not significant.

After processing the side dishes, the mutton soup has not been cooked yet.

Ning Fu wiped the tables and chairs in the store again.

Then looking at the empty walls, I always felt like something was missing?

Finally, Ning Fu had a flash of inspiration and turned around to go to his bedroom.

Half an hour later, he walked out excitedly, with a big white cloth in his hand.

Ning Fu took the white cloth to the store and fixed the four corners on the wall, just covering the mottled wall.

The white cloth was left over from a previous funeral, and was now used as a canvas by Ning Fu.

There is a picture of a young general on a leaping horse, and an introduction text is written next to it:

In the past, Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, and three thousand black-armored elite cavalry at Hulao Pass defeated Dou Jiande's 100,000-strong army and captured Dou at the Yellow River ferry. The local people welcomed the Tang army and sent them all kinds of food. Taizong ordered people to cook it in a pot and add noodles.

When I cooked the noodles, I found them to be extremely delicious, so I personally named them: Braised Noodles!

Under the portrait, Ning Fu specially inscribed two lines of poems by Bai Juyi:

Capture, charge and kill Dou, the world is clear, and the four deeds of twenty are accomplished.

Ning Fu stood under the wall and looked at his work.

Although the drawing skills are only at the level of comic strips, the handwriting is not that good either.

But the story is well written, and has the flavor of those small restaurants of later generations.

After the mutton soup was cooked, Ning Fu took out the bones.

Remove the mutton on top, cut it into thin slices and put it in a basin, and continue to throw the bones into the pot to cook.

The mutton soup is white and bright, just like milk.

There was a thick layer of mutton fat floating on it. Ning Fu skimmed off the mutton fat and put it into a large bowl for later use. Now all preparations were done.

It was also afternoon at this time. The economy of the Song Dynasty was developed and three meals a day were available.

But only wealthy families have such conditions. Most ordinary people actually still have two meals a day, which are called morning and evening meals.

The morning meal is usually around eight or nine in the morning, and the evening meal is around three or four in the afternoon.

The main customers of Ning Kee Noodle House are ordinary people, and this is the evening meal time.

Ning Fu opened the door of the noodle shop, and the aroma of mutton soup suddenly spread out.

The essence of braised noodles is all in the soup. The famous braised noodles in later generations all have their own secret recipes for making soup. The aroma of the cooked lamb soup fills the streets, and you can walk past it just by smelling it.

Ningfu's mutton soup can't spread the fragrance all over the street, but half the street is still fine.

Especially when the door opened, the aroma of the store suddenly spread out, immediately attracting many passers-by's glances.

"Xiao Yi, what did you cook? Why does it taste so good?"

Aunt Wang next to her twitched her nose, confirming again and again that the scent was coming from Ningfu's store, but she still couldn't believe it.

"This is my new braised noodles, the only one in the whole Bianliang City. Auntie, please wait a moment and I will give you the next bowl to try!"

As soon as Ning Fu finished speaking, he saw a customer walking into the store and saying, "Shop, a bowl of noodles!"

"I'm not in a hurry, go and greet the guests!" Aunt Wang urged.

"Okay, Auntie, you will come to the store to eat later!"

Ning Fu warned again.

"Does the guest want a big bowl or a small bowl?" Ning Fu asked when he returned to the shop.

"What's the price?"

"The big bowl costs eight cents, the small bowl costs six cents!"

“So expensive!”

The guest was shocked.

“The big bowl at the noodle shop opposite only costs six cents!”

"The ingredients are different and the taste is also different. If you feel that my noodles are not as good as the other noodles after eating it, I will give them to you for free!"

Ning Fu smiled.

"You're not that old, but your tone is not that young!"

The guest looked at Ning Fu in surprise.

"Bring me a big bowl. I want to taste what's different about your noodles?"

"okay!"

Ning Fu turned around and went into the kitchen, pulling noodles and putting them into the pot.

After the noodles are cooked, take them into a large bowl and add seasonings, shredded tofu, bean sprouts, mutton oil, etc.

A spoonful of white and tender mutton soup was poured over it, and the aroma suddenly burst out.

Finally, Ning Fu placed a few slices of mutton as thin as cicada wings on the noodles, and a bowl of braised noodles with delicious color, flavor and flavor was ready.

“Guests please use it with caution!”

Ning Fu handed the noodles to the guests and said.

When the guest smelled the aroma of the braised noodles, he was also very excited. He picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup, and his eyes immediately lit up.

The taste of this mutton soup is so delicious. The soup alone is worth the price!

"Staff, bring me a bowl of noodles!"

At this time, other guests came to the door smelling the smell, so Ning Fu had to continue to entertain the guests.

Bowl after bowl of braised noodles were delivered from the back kitchen, and the restaurant quickly filled up, with many people even waiting outside.

As long as the customers who have tasted the braised noodles, almost all of them praise it.

It even makes the customers outside anxious and want to enter the store early to taste what’s so unique about this restaurant’s noodles?

When Aunt Wang saw that Ning Fu's business was so booming, she immediately moved the tables and chairs out of the house and helped him greet the guests.

But even so, I'm still a little busy.

Liu Jindao, who was opposite, saw that Ning Fu's business was booming and all his guests ran to the opposite side. He was so angry that he almost smashed the pot.

People have a herd mentality, especially shops that are open for business.

The busier the business, the more customers are willing to come. Customers would rather wait in line outside than go to other stores.

Ning Fu didn't expect that the braised noodles would cause such a big sensation.

There were so many guests that there was no pause from the moment he entered the kitchen.

He has become a ruthless machine below. If it weren't for Aunt Wang's help, he wouldn't have been able to serve so many guests.

After only about an hour, Ning Fu had to stop.

Then he came outside the store and apologized to the waiting customers: "I'm really sorry. Today's ingredients have been used up. Please be early tomorrow!"

"Why did it disappear so quickly?"

Someone shouted dissatisfied.

"The shop has just reopened today and we don't have many ingredients prepared. I know I will definitely prepare more ingredients!"

Ning Fu cupped his fists and apologized.

After hearing what Ning Fu said, the guests couldn't say anything more and had to disperse.

After the customers in the store finished eating, they all paid and left.

This gave Ning Fu and Aunt Wang finally time to take a breath.

"Xiao Yi, when will you learn to cook?"
To be continued...