Chili Oil Cold Noodles (6)

"I recall you don't like spicy food, right? I'll eat it for you. No need to thank me too much. After all, you are my wife," Yang Chen said, mumbling with a mouthful of noodles.

"Yang Chen, don't push it! Do you want to sleep on the floor tonight?"

Food always tastes better when eaten in a hurry. Ding Lin's interest in the dish was originally only thirty percent, but influenced by Yang Chen's behavior of guarding the food like a precious treasure, it instantly shot up to eighty percent.

After a brief skirmish between the two, Ding Lin finally managed to snatch the last half-bowl of cold noodles. She looked at the bowl of cold noodles before her, feeling both curious and hesitant, not daring to move her chopsticks just yet. Ding Lin was originally from Haishi City, so her palate was quite light; she truly didn't care for such spicy dishes.

Yang Chen, standing beside her, couldn't help but salivate as he stared at the chili oil cold noodles. "Wife, if you don't like spicy food, don't eat it. It'll make you uncomfortable. It's better if you give it to me."

"No way!" Ding Lin said, sniffing the enticing spicy aroma. "I want to see just how delicious these cold noodles you and your daughter are eating really are, to the point where you can't even tell north from south anymore."

Ding Lin picked up a bundle of noodles with her chopsticks and popped them into her mouth. With just one bite, the rich sauce from the cold noodles burst forth, and the fresh, sour, and spicy flavor of the chili oil rushed straight to her taste buds.

"So spicy!" Ding Lin gasped, wanting to set her chopsticks down. Because she couldn't handle spice well, her eyes even began to tear up.

Just as she was about to give up and push the noodles toward Yang Chen, thinking this was a failed attempt at eating spicy food, the aroma of the chili oil suddenly surged through her brain. Ding Lin couldn't help but keep chewing the noodles in her mouth. The chaotic information in her brain finally summarized into one sentence—this is delicious!

The chili oil wasn't just spicy; it carried a very special fragrance. Combined with the thin, long, soft, and chewy noodles and the rich sauce, it was a perfect match. One bite made her want a second. Ding Lin, who normally couldn't eat spice, found herself constantly drinking water on one hand while her chopsticks never stopped stuffing noodles into her mouth on the other, drawn in by the irresistible aroma.

At this moment, she no longer cared about being polite or ladylike. Her lips were bright red, her eyes were misty with tears, and she was breaking into a sweat. After finishing the half-bowl, she suddenly realized that because she had eaten so fast, beads of sweat had formed on the tip of her nose.

But after sweating, she felt her body and mind become incredibly relaxed, bringing an indescribable sense of refreshment and satisfaction. All the fatigue from working overtime seemed to vanish. Ding Lin couldn't help but feel a bit obsessed, finding this a completely different experience from her usual bland meals.

"Wife, didn't you say before that you don't eat cold noodles? Why did you snatch them from me?" Yang Chen watched the empty bowl, caught between laughter and tears. "How can you go back on your word? Don't you dislike spicy food?"

Ding Lin took out a tissue to wipe the corners of her mouth, hiding her awkwardness. "Well... this chili oil is quite fragrant."

Yang Chen: "..."

...

Jiang Zhou was an employee at a media studio near the night market. The weather was very hot, and Jiang Zhou felt achy all over from sitting in the office for too long, so he chose to go out and buy food during his lunch break. At the night market, Jiang Zhou saw a new food stall he hadn't noticed before.

The stall was small but very crowded, with people even lining up outside the door during mealtime. Hearing that the dishes were twenty percent off, he couldn't help but join the excitement and bought a bowl of chili oil cold noodles to take back.

Actually, Jiang Zhou started to regret it as he carried the noodles back to the office. He had never eaten chili oil cold noodles, but the name sounded very spicy. With the weather so hot, wasn't he just looking for trouble? But since he had already bought it, even if it wasn't expensive, he couldn't let it go to waste. So, Jiang Zhou opened the packaging and prepared to eat.

As soon as he opened it, a pungent spicy aroma wafted out. Jiang Zhou couldn't help but swallow his saliva upon smelling it. "This chili is quite fragrant." It seemed... not too bad. Anticipation rose in his heart. He picked up a mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks, but the moment they entered his mouth, the chili oil was so spicy that he let out a cry: "Aaaa, so spicy!"