HCB Chapter 41 A Tragedy Triggered by a Bowl of Dan Dan Noodles
Chapter 41 A Tragedy Triggered by a Bowl of Dan Dan Noodles
The waiter led Hou Jinzhang to one of the self-service ordering counters, intending to explain how to order from the beginning.
Hou Jinzhang looked at the familiar large square screen and realized that he had just learned about it!
"Wait, don't give me any hints, let me try it first!"
He politely declined the shop assistant's help, hoping to try placing the order himself.
He remembered looking at the large cube at first, and sure enough, his image reappeared on it.
Then you enter the ordering process, where the screen displays the names and real photos of different soup noodles, along with a brief description of their flavors.
At first, Hou Jinzhang patiently read through them one by one, but when he scrolled down and found that there were several more pages of content, he was dumbfounded.
There are just too many... I can't possibly read them all, there's no way I can finish reading them all.
He glanced at the ever-smiling waiter beside him, and seeing that he showed no impatience, he asked, "I prefer strong flavors. Do you have any recommendations for dishes that will give you an immediate feeling of satisfaction?"
Hou Jinzhang's mother, Qin, was born in Sichuan. From a young age, he ate with Qin and developed a fondness for spicy and pungent flavors.
"Guests, why not try our Sichuan-Chongqing Dan Dan Noodles? They are made with minced meat, pickled mustard greens, crushed peanuts, and chopped green onions, and seasoned with sesame paste, red chili oil, minced garlic, Sichuan peppercorns, and black pepper. They are bright red in color and have a spicy and refreshing taste."
The AI assistant can make timely and accurate matching recommendations based on customer needs, which is also a remarkable feature of AI.
After hearing this description, Hou Jinzhang was instantly tempted and immediately started looking through the menu for this soup noodle dish.
"Alright, alright, then I'll order this. It sounds appetizing."
Sichuan-Chongqing Dan Dan Noodles (spicy, spicy, spicy), priced at 25 yuan.
Hou Jinzhang quickly placed his order and made the payment. Just looking at the bright red noodle soup in the picture made him secretly swallow his saliva several times. He couldn't wait to eat it. Hunger fueled his ordering speed.
"Please make yourself at home, sir. Your Sichuan-style dan dan noodles will be served shortly."
Hou Jinzhang couldn't wait to find a seat against the wall. After sitting down, he picked up the half-full cup of milk tea and drank a few mouthfuls to relieve his hunger.
He was waving his straw, searching for the leaky taro, when he suddenly saw a strange, all-white object with a blue glow underneath rapidly moving toward him.
What is this thing? Why is it rushing straight at him...?
When the food delivery robot arrived, he could see that it was carrying a tray with the bowl of noodles he had just seen on it.
The robot quickly identified the customer by facial recognition, located the table, and precisely pushed the tray containing the bowl of noodles to the center of the table in front of Hou Jinzhang.
【This is your order of Sichuan-Chongqing Dan Dan noodles. Please enjoy! ^-^】
After speaking, it hummed a little tune and left.
Faced with the irresistible aroma of spicy food, Hou Jinzhang had no time to pay attention to the strange food being served; all he wanted was to eat noodles.
He looked around but couldn't find any chopsticks or spoons, so he hurriedly called out, "Waiter!"
The waiter came over upon hearing the noise and, without waiting for him to ask, gestured for him to look at the smart cutlery machine on the table.
"Sir, this is a cutlery machine. You can select chopsticks, spoons, and paper towels as needed, and get them just by pressing a button."
This was the first time Hou Jinzhang had encountered such meticulousness in handling even chopsticks and spoons, but after the waiter explained, it didn't seem difficult.
He pressed the chopsticks and spoon in turn, and they were still warm when he took them out from the bottom drawer.
"This smells so good, I'll try it."
Hou Jinzhang, who had long been captivated by the pungent spiciness, finally picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of noodles, and put them in his mouth.
With each bite of noodles, the salty, savory, and spicy flavors were released in his mouth in succession.
At first, the salty and savory flavor of the minced meat and bean sprouts that accompanied the noodles balanced the tender and springy texture of the noodles. Even after all the noodles were eaten, the savory aroma lingered in my mouth.
He couldn't help but take several bites in a row; the taste of this noodle was just right for his palate.
"Hiss~ Tsk~ Delicious!"
He ate the noodles extremely quickly, finishing most of them in just a few bites.
As you eat, the lingering spiciness gradually begins to gnaw at your mouth, escalating from a tentative initial taste to a domineering, unrestrained spiciness.
At first, Hou Jinzhang only felt a pleasant spiciness, but gradually, the frequency of his hissing increased significantly, with each slurp of noodles followed by a long, drawn-out hiss.
Then, the spiciness began to spread, and he felt his entire mouth burning and tingling.
Tears and snot streamed uncontrollably down his face, and he hurriedly pulled out a tissue to stop them from flowing.
But the snot seemed to flow endlessly, no matter how much I wiped it.
He quickly grabbed the iced milk tea beside him and drank the last few sips in one go, hoping to suppress the uncontrollable spiciness in his mouth.
However, the spiciness was only briefly extinguished by the cold milk tea before it reignited, and came back even more intensely.
Hou Jinzhang couldn't help but stick out his tongue, breathing in and out frantically, while his hands frantically waved around his mouth.
He felt the heat in his mouth rush to his head, making him sweat profusely.
At this moment, Hou Jinzhang just wanted to drink something cold to suppress the heat in his mouth. He rushed out of the restaurant and headed to the milk tea shop. The only savior he could think of was iced milk tea!
Overwhelmed by the spiciness, he had completely forgotten about his image, and ran faster than a dog, his tongue lolling out.
Kong Nishang, who was leisurely sipping her milk tea, was so startled by his sudden ghostly appearance that she accidentally spat out a taro ball.
Is this person... gone crazy from eating noodles?
He rushed to the order screen and started typing furiously, muttering, "Hurry! Hurry up!"
While lighting the lamp, he would occasionally shake his head and stomp his feet.
Finally, a large cup of iced original milk tea arrived. Hou Jinzhang couldn't even wait for the straw to be inserted; he frantically pried open a hole with his hand and gulped down the entire cup of milk tea in one go.
"Ha, I'm finally alive..."
The spiciness finally subsided, and his lost rationality began to return. Realizing his loss of control, Hou Jinzhang tried to salvage his reputation.
Once he had tidied himself up, he was back to looking presentable.
Just as she was about to leave, she turned around and met Kong Nishang's expression, which was full of indescribable emotions.
"..."
Why is it always her? Doesn't he have any shame?
Speechless and embarrassed, Hou Jinzhang hurriedly left. As long as he wasn't embarrassed, he wasn't embarrassed.
He dared not return to that restaurant. Just now, at the last moment when the spiciness surged up, he finished off the rest of the noodles in one go, and then was completely swallowed up by the spiciness.
Today he finally witnessed what true spiciness was like; compared to this, the spiciness he had experienced before was nothing.
It wasn't just spicy and satisfying; he felt as if his soul had left his body and he was flying into the sky.
Strangely enough, although he ended up looking ridiculous from the spiciness, he found the taste unforgettable and even felt a sense of lingering satisfaction, wanting to try it again.
This spiciness is truly addictive!