"yes, what's the matter?"

Seeing that the other party did not have the kind of intention he imagined, Chen Fan immediately put away the remote control in his hand and carefully observed the somewhat sloppy young man in front of him.

Although the image is a little sloppy, and there is still a smell of not taking a bath for a few days, the eyes are still transparent, and the spirit is also very excited, but the face has a trace of sickly paleness.

"That's good!"

Before Chen Fan could react, the other party quickly ran to the bar and sat on the high chair, and then waved his hand to the stunned Chen Fan, "Boss, come here if you have anything to eat, I'm not picky!"

He didn't even ask if he had anything left to eat, and his impatient appearance was obviously very hungry.

It's just that in this regard, Chen Fan didn't show any excited looks, not to mention whether the person in front of him can be satisfied with the rules set by the system, even if he is satisfied, looking at the person in front of him, he doesn't seem to belong to the crowd who can take out 288 to consume a bowl of porridge.

But no matter how you say it, it's a young man, out of politeness, Chen Fan didn't show any look, but pointed to the price list on the bar to show his appreciation to the other party, and didn't even say those store rules.

According to his thoughts, eighty percent of the other party is going to be scared away by the price above, less nonsense and more saliva.

Sure enough, when he saw the price list, the other party couldn't help but choke.

"Boss, your porridge is made of gold!"

But having said that, the other party's sitting ass did not bounce off immediately as expected, and when he touched his stomach, he showed an expression of preparing to be slaughtered.

"Forget it, who told me that I haven't eaten for a day, 288 is 288!"

Then, in the surprised gaze of the mortal, he took out a high-grade fruit machine from the big forked pants, and began to scan the QR code for payment and collection placed on the bar.

"Wait!" Chen Fan hurriedly stopped this, for fear that the other party would make a successful payment soon, and at the same time sighed in his heart, it is really unseemly!

Hearing this, the sloppy young man stopped the movement in his hand and looked at Chenfan speechlessly, "Boss, this is the first time I've seen someone collect money with such a reluctant expression as you?"

Before Chen Fan could answer, the other party suddenly remembered something, and cried, "Boss, don't tell me, you have nothing?"

It was only for this reason that the owner of a shop could show such an embarrassed look when collecting money, but this time Chen Fan pointed to the price list on his head again, and slowly spoke in his puzzled eyes.

"Only those who have a cold can drink it!"

At the same time, the fuck in the heart of the mortal! Who the hell wants to be embarrassed to collect money, this money, eighty percent is going to fly again!

"Boss, your shop is really a novelty!"

Hearing this, the sloppy young man's reaction was beyond the imagination of the mortal, and he did not show the contempt for fools like some of the guests today, but looked around curiously, and let out a "tsk" exclamation.

In this regard, Chen Fan felt that the other party was a little inexplicable.

The correct way to open it should be "You really think this is a clinic, and the patient number can come in!"

"This restaurant is quite tastefully decorated, and it is still a gimmick of food therapy, which is indeed very fresh!"

Hungry and in the mood to say some nonsense strange people, the first time I saw Chen Fan today, this sloppy young man did not follow the correct way to open it, and Chen Fan couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"It just so happens that I've been tossed enough by the cold these days, and my head still hurts, boss, hurry up and get me a bowl of that holy Meiling porridge to try!"

Soon, the sloppy young man withdrew his gaze and urged Chenfan, who was looking at him inexplicably.

"Sick and still so energetic, talking so much?"

Chen Fan muttered in his heart, then quickly walked to the back of the bar, and put the pulse bag in front of the sloppy young man.

"Reach out!"

"Yo, take the pulse! I also played Chinese medicine, this gimmick is quite serious!"

Seeing this, the sloppy young man's face became more curious, and he looked up and down at Chenfan, and finally asked, "Are you a doctor?"

"Why, not like?"

Today, he was questioned one after another about his appearance as a man, Chen Fan raised his eyebrows, said coldly, and his hands were not idle, and he put his index finger and middle finger up casually.

"It's rare to see a doctor as stylish as you, and it's even rarer to be able to turn a clinic into a restaurant!"

I have to say that Chenfan is just one person, and this sycophant is filmed, not to mention any unhappiness, and even the previous depressed mood due to the fiscal deficit has been swept away.

"After five days of cold, I can still be as energetic as you, and I will see you for the first time!"

The coldness in Chenfan's tone was gone, "Wait!"

replied lightly, turned around and walked to the kitchen, and added at the end, "The money can be swept!"

"Looks like he's still a little capable!"

The sloppy young man's playful look was stunned when Chen Fan mentioned the five days, and when he looked at Chen Fan's distant back, he suddenly showed a trace of interest, and at the same time, the mobile phone in his hand was pointed at the QR code again.

"Shhhh

Thinking that a business could suddenly come before closing, even if the image of this sloppy young man was a little strange, it did not affect the mood of the mortal to get better, and there was more lightness in his chic movements, and he whistled at the right time.

The sloppy young man who originally thought he would have to wait a little longer, but he didn't expect that in less than five minutes, Chen Fan walked out with a wooden pallet.

"The money is scanned, check it!"

Before Chen Fan could speak, the sloppy young man was aroused by the artistic Shengpin Meiling porridge in front of him, and his stomach, which had not been in for a day, instantly "gurgled".

"Huh..."

Chen Fan was just about to remind the sloppy young man to bring a tissue, but he didn't expect that he couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and rudely scoop up a big mouthful and stuff it into his mouth.

After silently blessing, Chenfan, who had learned from the fat girl's previous experience, immediately moved the chair to a place close to the kitchen, looking like a great enemy.

The image of this sloppy young man is really a bit too crazy, and he is afraid that if the other party squeezes something in his heart, he will break out and fuck the pond fish later.

"Ahh

It didn't take long for the sloppy young man to look up to the sky and roar, "It's so cool, it's the best in the world!"

The two lines of tears that kept flowing in the intoxicated expression appeared instantly, except for the extreme indulgence and pleasure in enjoyment, this sloppy young man did not have any other radical actions, which was very different from the reaction of the two fat girls before.

The only thing that remains the same is the same intoxication!

"Boss, another bowl!"

Suddenly, the scruffy young man instantly opened his closed eyes and shouted at the mortal who was looking at him curiously with his neck extended.

"Boss, hurry... I've brought you two more sick numbers, hurry up and bring me a bowl of Meiling porridge first!"

Before Chen Fan could react here, there was the excitement of the fat girl about to pierce the eardrum on the other side...

"Hey, Xia Lingxi, is one of mine?"

To Chenfan's surprise, in the next second, Sima Ruoyi's feint anger with a nice sound also came...

Is this the rhythm of eating a late-night snack?

Is it okay to ask for tickets?