A good hot dry noodles usually required peanut butter, sesame oil, and a mixture of sesame paste. Depending on the individual's taste, other ingredients could be added, such as pickled beans. Some people would also add dried radish. The overall taste was very good.
A hot dry noodles was not complicated to make, so Chen Ze finished it in a short while. Then, he asked Betty to bring it out.
"Manager, are you sure Professor Moriarty and Mr. Holmes will eat this?" Betty was very doubtful. The hot dry noodles in front of her looked a little strange.
If it was not for the fragrant smell, Betty would have suspected that Chen Ze was cooking up some strange dark cuisine again and was crazily asking the customers to try it.
"Yes, tell Holmes and the others that the noodles need to be mixed well before they can be eaten," Chen Ze added.
If the hot dry noodles weren't mixed evenly, the taste would be very, very strange. In that case, the taste wouldn't be very good. Even if it was a perfect hot dry noodles, it couldn't withstand the behavior of eating the sauce directly and not the noodles.
"Okay." Betty nodded. She was very open-minded. After all, even if there was a problem, it was not her fault. Chen Ze would take care of it in the end.
Betty held the hot dry noodles and looked over. Holmes was smoking while Moriarty took out yesterday's notebook and flipped through it. Perhaps he wanted to continue digesting the knowledge that Nyarlathotep told him.
"Dear customers, this is your dish. It needs to be mixed well before eating." Betty smiled and placed two bowls of hot dry noodles on the table.
"Okay, thank you." Holmes nodded, picked up a fork, and began to stir the hot dry noodles.
"Ha." Moriarty laughed coldly and picked up a pair of chopsticks to mix the noodles.
Holmes glanced at Moriarty. Moriarty's laughter was full of mockery, which made Holmes a little unhappy. However, he did not pick up the chopsticks.
He knew his own ability. Although it was not the first time Holmes came, he still could not use the magical chopsticks of the East. Rather than force himself to use it and embarrass himself, he would rather use his own fork.
Moriarty was a little disappointed that Holmes did not fall for his trick. However, he became more excited in an instant. He liked worthy opponents like Holmes.
Just like in a sword fight, if one of them made a mistake, they would lose. Moriarty longed for worthy opponents like Holmes.
Holmes naturally did not know what Moriarty was thinking. He was busy mixing the noodles. The noodles looked a little like an Italian ingredient, but the noodles were not as thick and smelled very fragrant. Holmes liked it a lot.
"Phew." Holmes heaved a sigh of relief. The noodles were finally mixed. Now, all that was left was to taste them.
Holmes picked up a fork, mixed some noodles, put them in his mouth, and chewed slowly.
The noodles were slightly fragrant, and the whole thing was very delicious. At least in England, this bowl of noodles could be considered a rare delicacy.
And when he ate, he would sometimes eat some crunchy and sour things, which whetted his appetite. Holmes ate faster and faster, and in a short while, he had finished the whole bowl of hot dry noodles.
"How is it?" Moriarty was already sitting at the side and drinking tea. Compared to a fork, chopsticks were more suitable for eating noodles.
"It's great. Unfortunately, it's in Spiders' lair." Holmes was really regretful. If this shop could be opened on the streets of England, it would definitely be poached by the royal family. There was no doubt about that.
"Ha ha." Moriarty laughed coldly. He could not be bothered with Holmes.
"But, did you hear that?" Moriarty thought of something funny.
"Hmm?" Holmes turned his head and looked at Moriarty.
"Mr. Store Manager called you Sherlock Holmes." Moriarty looked at Holmes playfully. Although it sounded similar to Holmes' name, Moriarty could tell that Chen Ze had called him wrongly.
"So what? I know an Oriental boss. He calls me Holmes when he calls me. " Holmes was very calm. In fact, Holmes had done a lot of research on this restaurant.
"Is that so? Do all Asians call you that? "Moriarty looked at Holmes in surprise. He had thought that Chen Ze had called him wrongly.
"No, I heard that only the people in Fujian call me that." Holmes shrugged.
The corner of Chen Ze's mouth twitched. These two fellows … are really something. I don't know what they are thinking. How can they even bring out their names and talk about it?
"Forget it. I'll just continue with my dishes." Chen Ze shook his head. He wanted to try his Henan noodles and see how it tasted.
Betty, on the other hand, looked at Holmes and Moriarty and felt that something was wrong with them. They were obviously humans, but why did they speak the same language as the demons? They couldn't even understand it. Or had Mr. Holmes been tracking spiders recently?
Spiders were nothing special. Apart from some magical creatures that mutated, most spiders had no intelligence. However, she had heard that there were some Belle Spiders that had the upper body of a human beauty. These spiders would seduce and eat intelligent creatures that passed by.
Could it be that Mr. Holmes had this hobby as well?
"Are you sure that Jehanne will come?" Holmes looked at his pocket watch. It was already past the time he had set for his meal.
"Yes, I am Jehanne's teacher. She usually comes at noon." Moriarty nodded. The reason Holmes came was to see if he could really meet that historical figure in this restaurant.
Although he had led France to defeat England's Jeanne, Holmes was also very interested in it.
"Mr. Holmes, are you looking for spiders? If it's the Belle Spiders, you have to be careful. Those spiders will eat their mates. "Betty came over and poured a glass of lemonade for Holmes.
"No, it's just a metaphor." Holmes shook his head helplessly. He didn't mean it that way. Why did she make him sound like a pervert? He was clearly a gentleman.
Then Holmes glanced at Moriarty.
"Hahaha, Miss Betty, you are so naive and romantic." Moriarty laughed happily. He was a professor. Although he studied celestial bodies, he knew what Betty meant by spiders.
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