I grew up eating noodles, so for me, noodles are not just food, but also a complex, home and nostalgia, and the taste of past years. It has been deeply imprinted in my soul.

The authentic Datong noodle cutting method is as follows: 1. The noodle cutting knife is bent with an iron sheet, one side is curled, and the other side is thinned.

2. Kneading the noodles is the key to making knife-shaped noodles. The noodles should be kneaded harder. The longer they wake up, the smoother and stronger the noodles will be.

3. Place the smooth dough on the pallet, hold the pallet with your left hand, and cut the dough with your right hand.

Noodle cutting is a physical job, but also a skill. The noodle leaves cut out with a knife are medium-thick and thin-edged, with sharp edges and edges, shaped like a willow leaf, smooth on the outside and ribbed on the inside, soft but not sticky.

4. Pork sesame seeds are the soul of Datong shaved noodles. The diced meat is stewed with secret seasonings. It is said that good shaved noodle restaurants have their own exclusive recipe of sesame seeds, and the aroma of the cooked sesame seeds spreads far and wide.

Of course, what ordinary people eat at home is home-cooked.

When I was a kid, the types of noodles I often ate were tomato and egg braised noodles, pork whistle noodles, soybean soup noodles, and fried noodles.

Our breakfast in northern Shanxi always starts with a bowl of noodle soup, so basically every household will make noodles.

My mother is very good at making noodles. I watched her slicing noodles since I was a child, and I learned it through my ears and eyes.

When I was about 11 or 12 years old, there was a time when my mother didn’t come home from work at noon, so I kneaded noodles by myself and made noodles for my brother to eat.

As for how the shaved noodles were, I had long forgotten. I guess they were at least edible and didn’t starve us siblings.

Once while chatting with my brother, he said that he would never forget the shaved noodles as thick as "ox tongue" that I made for him.

When I grew up, I studied in a foreign country, and then moved to a farther place to start a career and start a family.

Along the way, every time I feel homesick, I think of noodles. Fortunately, you can find noodles restaurants all over the country, and the taste is pretty good.

A few years ago, I was traveling in Vienna. One day at noon, I ran into a Shanxi noodle restaurant. The owner was from Taiyuan. The more we chatted, the more we became interested. Maybe this is the so-called "meeting an old friend in a foreign country".

That meal was the most satisfying meal I had eaten in more than ten days.

There was an episode in the middle. As soon as my face came up, Erbao accidentally knocked it over.

The boss quickly asked someone to clear the table, and then served me another bowl without saying a word. When I paid the bill later, the boss didn't want to pay for the remade bowl of noodles.

? I always remember this little thing.

Sliced ??noodles from small town noodle shops. It’s actually very easy to make the noodles yourself. You just need a noodle knife. The traditional noodle knife requires effort and is generally difficult for novices to master. However, there are now simple noodle knives sold online, which makes it much easier to use.

Nowadays, shaved noodles are my daily meal.

But kneading the dough is a bit laborious, so I left it to the kitchen mixer. It takes just ten minutes to knead the dough into a smooth dough, and it takes no more than twenty minutes to make a meal of knife-cut noodles. My family all likes it.

For so many years, I have been thinking about my mother’s bowl of noodles, but my mother is getting older and her energy is far less than before. In those years, every time I came home, my mother still insisted on making noodles for me to eat. This year, it is obvious that my mother can’t do the work.

Son.

My parents have worked hard all their lives, and they can be considered happy in their later years.

They often say that although their children's lives may not be rich and powerful, at least they are contented with what they want.

Dad also wanted to be happy. One day the old couple were too lazy to cook, so they went to a restaurant to eat.

When I returned to my hometown this summer, my dad took me to a noodle shop to eat noodles every morning.

The restaurant is in a small alley. The house is very dilapidated. It's dark outside, and it feels like it's been coated with a layer of soot.

My dad said it was the best noodle shop in town and he must let me try it. He said the shaved noodles here taste the same as the ones I ate when I was a kid.

Later, I had breakfast with my father at this restaurant for a week. It tasted really authentic, with rich aroma and strong noodles.

Many of the diners in the noodle shop were acquaintances. He introduced others with a smile: "This is my daughter." In a trance, it seemed that I was back to my childhood. I will always be his proud daughter, and he will always be my young and handsome daughter.

A dad who can be relied on like a mountain.

At that moment, I felt so happy.

The aroma of meat dumplings floats in the knife-shaped noodle shop. That aroma makes people satisfied and nostalgic, and it also makes me remember it for a long time.