While the lamb chops are still marinating, Chen Mo can cook the noodles.
He took a ladle of lamb soup from the black pot, and casually stretched a portion of noodles out, adding seasoning to the bowl waiting for the noodles to be done.
The Feng Family's Three Brothers and Yu Hui watched the noodles rolling in the white lamb soup, their mouths watering, each having only just eaten a portion.
"Forget it, if I eat another bowl of noodles, I definitely won't be able to eat the lamb later. I'll hold back," Yu Hui said through gritted teeth.
The three brothers agreed with this, lamb soup noodles are delicious, but no matter how good noodles are, can they compare to meat? And it's lamb!
At Xiao Huang's table, Yang Zhou was very curious, "Big brother, what's he making that these people are just waiting? Is it that exaggerated?"
Shao Hailong was reluctant to admit it but still nodded, "This boss makes really delicious food, you'll know once you have a bowl of noodles later."
