Hu Bin was thinking about the instant noodle craftsmanship. After the third class, Hu Bin thought about it for a while and seemed to have a student's question that had not been answered. He immediately picked up the notebooks on the desktop and flipped it out.

"Yeah, I collected it?" Hu Bin saw that his name was written on the folded white paper, and immediately picked it up and took it. It was a poem.

"Love Poems?!" Hu Bin saw it, widened his eyes, unable to believe it.

"This is a challenge!" Hu Bin looked at the love poem and thought it in his mind, meaning he understood!

"Like me? It doesn't make sense!" Hu Bin said, touching his head.

"No, I seem to like me. I'm pretty handsome. Some girls actually wrote love poems for me." Hu Bin laughed proudly at this time, and then he was worried. How should I reply to such a letter? I don't know how to write poetry, but I can't write love poems.

"What are you doing? Isn't this a difficult thing to make people difficult?" Hu Bin said and folded the love poem and put it in his pocket. He couldn't help but think of Li Wanru in his mind, but he immediately shook his head.

"Forget it, I don't know when I will die in the battlefield. Love has nothing to do with me!" As he said that, Hu Bin began to open the book and answered Li Wanru.

After the answer was finished, Hu Bin put the notebook there and just wanted to go out, but he thought that others had written love poems for you, so he would have to reply. He didn't know how to write love poems, and he didn't want to fall in love now. He didn't know what the future would be like.

"Forget it!" Hu Bin thought for a while, and left with the things. In the afternoon, Hu Bin was giving lectures and attending classes at the Anti-Japanese University.

"You said you wrote a love poem for Wang Wenwu?" Liu Jingya asked with wide eyes and widened her eyes and looked at Li Wanru.

She didn't believe that Wenjing Wanru could take the initiative to chase a boy. She didn't know how many people were chasing her in the school, but she didn't even look at her, but now she actually took the initiative to write a letter to Wang Wenwu.

"Well, I like him. I always feel that he is not a simple teacher at all. He always has something to do. He is like a mystery." Li Wanru nodded and said.

"Then you, you, you wrote a love poem for him, did he reply to you?" Liu Jingya looked at her and asked.

"No!" Li Wan's expression was very depressed at this time.

She hoped that Hu Bin could reply to him. She went to Hu Bin's office with anticipation to get the notebook. There was nothing in the notebook. She thought Hu Bin would leave a message to her in the notebook. She looked through it several times, but she was very disappointed. There was nothing at all, but what made her expectant was that the letter was gone.

"I told you that he is from wood, you don't believe it! But it's bad. Our beautiful lady Li chased her personally, but she dared not reply. What do you think it's not wood?" Liu Jingya looked at Li Wanru and comforted her and said.

"She may be busy!" Li Wanru immediately defended Hu Bin.

"Hey!" Liu Jingya sighed when she saw her like this.

"I just don't know if he has a wife or sweetheart. If not, I will not give up." Li Wanru said with her head down.

"I'll go and ask my father!" Liu Jingya said immediately.

"No, ask your father, won't my father know? How embarrassing it then!" Li Wanru immediately objected.

"Then I ask Zhenguo if it's OK? He must know! He calls Brother Wang Wenwu." Liu Jingya looked at Li Wanru and asked.

"Sure, but you are not allowed to disclose it. If he dares to disclose it, I will reveal the affairs of the two of you." Li Wanru looked at Liu Jingya and said threateningly.

"I'm helping you~!" Liu Jingya looked at her helplessly.

"I don't care anyway!" Li Wanru said angrily.

"Success, if he dares to speak out, I will deal with him, right? Really, you dare to write love poems. Why don't you ask him in person?" Liu Jingya said helplessly.

"No!" Li Wanru said immediately.

Hu Bin had no idea about all this. After returning from the Anti-Japanese War, Hu Bin still brought the soldiers to craft the craftsmanship.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Hu Bin saw that the noodles that had just been prepared were a bit similar to those of later generations, so he immediately asked the soldiers to shape the instant noodles into pieces with wooden sticks and then bake them dry. By 2 o'clock in the morning, all the noodles were dry.

"Get some boiled water and some bowls. Hurry up!" Hu Bin shouted excitedly with the white noodles with some yellow noodles.

"Oh, right away!" The soldiers had prepared a long time ago. Hu Bin had experimented many times before, and they used water to rinse noodles. Then they ate the previous ones. The ones were raw and couldn't be eaten.

"Give it to me!" After Hu Bin put a piece of noodles in the bowl, he poured it into it with boiling water. After Hu Bin covered it with a lid, he then waited there.

A few minutes later, Hu Bin took off the lid, then took the chopsticks and started to hold the noodles.

"Look, it's soft, it means it's familiar!" Hu Bin said excitedly, and then sent it directly into his mouth.

"Yeah, yeah, it's mature, it's mature, haha, it's mature!" Hu Bin's mouth was very hot, but he was happy and kept shouting in his mouth.

"It's impossible to be familiar?" Zhenguo heard it and asked in disbelief as he looked at Hu Bin.

"You can try it with chopsticks too, try it!" Hu Bin said to them. Mo She and Zhang Fan heard it, picked up the chopsticks on the table, grabbed the noodles, and started to taste it.

"It's really cooked! It just doesn't taste!" Zhang Fan chewed for a while and said to Hu Bin.

"No, there is no condiment, what kind of flavor can it have? Is it so good to taste it?" Hu Bin asked with a smile as he looked at the two of them.

"Not bad, not bad!" Mo Chu nodded and said.

"Get a bowl over, and you also need some salt, soy sauce, and oil. By the way, you also need some pickles. Come on, let's have a midnight snack!" Hu Bin shouted with a smile. The soldiers went to make it immediately. After soaking more than 20 bowls, Hu Bin and the others started to eat it after waiting for a while.

"Well, Brother Bin, the taste is good, it's not worse than ramen!" Zhenguo took a bite and said immediately.

"Is it convenient?" Hu Bin asked with a smile and looked at him.

"It's really convenient. Just rinse it with boiling water, so it's all saved! " Zhenguo nodded and said.

"It's convenient for you to invest more than 200 yuan. You're stupid. I don't know how to invest more?" Mo She said with a smile.

"How many?" Hu Bin heard it and asked.

"212 oceans! I have no money anymore. If I have money, I will definitely invest more!" Zhenguo immediately said confidently. He now feels that this thing can really make money.

"Use your calligraphy and paintings to exchange for it. One character is 100 yuan. I will collect it. He must have his own seal and signature calligraphy and paintings!" Hu Bin said with a smile.

"Really?" Zhenguo asked extremely seriously as he looked at Hu Bin.

"Really! I never tell lies!" Hu Bin nodded.

"As long, I'll go back now!" Zhenguo said and put down the bowl and wanted to go back. He just took two steps and stopped again, turned around and held the bowl.

"I'd better eat my fill first. I'm really hungry and it tastes good!" Zhenguo quickly swept the noodles into his mouth, and finished a bowl of noodles in just a few seconds, and then ran home. When he arrived at home, the commander had already gone to bed.

"My father is sleeping?" Zhenguo asked the commander's guard.

"I've been going to bed long ago. What's wrong? If there is an urgent matter, I'll call him!" A company commander in charge of the guard looked at Zhenguo and asked.

"No, no, that's it. I'm going to get something in my study. Don't worry, I won't take any confidential things. You can watch it inside. I'll take the words written by the old man, and I won't take the others! Let's go!" Zhenguo said and pulled the company commander to walk to the commander's study.

"Ah, this doesn't work. The commander knows that he will scold us to death!" The guard company commander said in fear when he heard this.

"What are you afraid of? I am his son. I took it. What can they do if they can take you? You just say you can't stop me. Just go, I'll let you in just ask you to give me a certificate. I didn't take anything else!" Zhenguo dragged the company commander in, and also dragged several platoon leaders together, standing in the living room of the commander's study. Zhenguo took a sack and took out the characters from the box where the commander put the calligraphy and paintings.

"Look, it's all the words written by me, I didn't take the others!" Zhenguo came over to check them with the calligraphy and paintings.

"Zhenguo, the commander knows that we can't afford to take care of it." The company commander was about to cry, but you can't persuade him. This is indeed their family's thing.

"It's okay, don't worry. If the old man really dares to punish you, come to Brother Bin to find me. I'll ask Brother Bin to arrange things for you. By the way, this is a good word!" Zhenguo saw that there were a few words hanging in the commander's study, and they were all framed. Zhenguo found a stool, took it down directly, took the paper inside, and he didn't want the frame!

"This is the commander's favorite word. If you take it away, it will be troublesome at that time!" The guard reminded Zhenguo and said.

"I'm still his favorite son!" Zhenguo rolled it straight into the sack.

"Zhenguo, keep some, or you may be whipped at that time." The guard reminded him again.

"What are you afraid of? He doesn't dare to beat me to death!" Zhenguo said without caring.

"Oh!" When the guards heard this, they could only sigh. In the end, Zhenguo took away all the words written by the commander in the commander's study, stamped and signed, and there were 121 pairs in total.

After Zhenguo packed it up, he ran to Hu Bin with a sack on his back. He didn't think about the commander's feelings at all. He couldn't care about this. He firmly believed that the instant noodles made by Hu Bin would definitely make money. The words written by the old man could be worth 100 oceans, which Zhenguo thought was worth a lot. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!