In his previous life, Fang Ming also came to the snack street, but at that time he was still a hard real estate salesman, just a small sling. Occasionally come here with colleagues to drink and brag and relax.

But now it's different, he is followed by two beautiful little beauties, with an eye-catching and eye-catching aura.

It was only six o'clock in the evening when I arrived at the snack street, the sky was just starting to get dark, and it was almost time to eat, and there were already many people coming and going, there were groups of young students, there were also small couples and the like, and there were also three or five old men who gathered to eat a meal to promote the relationship.

Fang Ming rode over on a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, feeling that he was not less under the hot eyes of passers-by along the way, and he felt that he also needed sunglasses to block his unnatural eyes when he was stared at. It just so happens that sunglasses can also make him a little cooler.

When I arrived near the snack street, there were a lot of people in it and it was inconvenient to drive a motorcycle, so Fang Ming found a parking spot to park the car, took the two little beauties, and went straight to the snack street.

There are all kinds of snacks in the snack street, such as Changsha stinky tofu, grilled cold noodles, iron plate squid, Huaxi Wangji beef noodles, Fuling snacks Lao Ma Zhaoshou, small brain case special barbecue, dandan noodles, hot noodles and oil cakes, lotus mushroom layer cakes, bread and sand cakes, fish roe winter melon steak, vegetable pancakes, glutinous rice lotus, salt and pepper peanuts, silk bananas, fried twist fish, Bangbang chicken, red oil hand, Shizhu mung bean noodles, hot and sour soup, mandarin duck hot pot, hot and sour bean curd, mapo tofu, konjac roast duck, pearl yuanzi, string of incense, Fuling oil mash, Xiangshan honey cake, Youyang spicy beef slices, Chongqing cold glutinous rice cakes, Z County Xiangshan honey cakes, konjac duck hot pot, Shancheng small rice balls......

Some of these gourmet snacks are sold simply on the street in a simple cart, some in small roadside stalls, or some in slightly larger shops on both sides of the street.

At this moment, the three of them came at the right time, all kinds of delicacies in the snack street were in full swing, and for a while, the aromas of various delicacies were mixed and swirled, stimulating Fang Ming's sense of smell and making him salivate.

Fang Ming swallowed his saliva, but still walked into the snack street, while Chen Rou and Huang Qiuya held hands together and followed behind Fang Ming.

"Qiu Ya, what do you want to eat?" As soon as she walked in and walked a few steps, Chen Rou asked Huang Qiuya.

"I want to eat this. Qiu Ya pointed to a small car that was not in use and said, which was selling Changsha stinky tofu with a faint smell.

Fang Ming had seen this kind of stinky tofu before, every time he smelled the stink first, and then saw the name, he usually covered his nose and hurriedly walked away, avoiding it.

Huang Qiuya actually named her to eat this? Sure enough, girls' tastes are so heavy.

Huang Qiuya saw that Fang Ming was a little incredulous and had a little contempt in his eyes, he was looking at herself, and couldn't help but reply to Fang Ming.

"You don't know this, what about this stinky tofu, it smells stinky, but it tastes delicious, super fragrant, do you want to come a piece later, it is guaranteed to open the door to a new world for you!" Huang Qiuya recommended to Fang Ming.

Fang Ming hurriedly shook his head with an expression of refusal.

Qiu Ya lightly "cut", turned around disdainfully, and said to Chen Rou: "He doesn't eat, then let's go!"

"Good. Chen Rou nodded cooperatively.

Fang Ming was standing so far away at the moment that he was disgusted, so naturally he wouldn't follow to feel the stronger smell.

He looked around him, then turned to go to another stall with meat buns.

Judging from the appearance of the meat sandwich bun, it is obviously a steamed bun sandwiched with meat, so Fang Ming has always felt that it should actually be called a steamed bun sandwiched with meat.

Think about the meat bun I have eaten before, the fat and thin pork belly, and then stir-fry it with green peppers, with sweet white Ji bun, bite down, the fragrant meat plus the crispy green pepper, and then there is a little sweet white Ji Bao, it is so fragrant!

Fang Ming stood in front of the stall, just briefly recalled the wonderful taste of eating meat and steamed buns before, and his saliva flowed down uncontrollably.

Goo-dong, goo-dong.

He had no choice but to swallow the saliva back into his stomach.

He stood in front of the meat bun stall and waited. In front of him was a bad old man, probably in his sixties, slightly hunched, with his hair already falling out, revealing his shiny head. At this moment, he said to the proprietress who sold meat buns: "Remember to put more meat on me!"

The proprietress who sells meat and steamed buns is about thirty or forty years old, and she sets up a stall here every day, and her skin is dark.

Hearing the old man's words, he couldn't help muttering: "Everyone pays five yuan, and the meat is not the same." What? You want to add more meat, do you want to add another dollar?"

When the old man heard this, he immediately scolded and was not happy, but he didn't say much. After all, people don't add more meat, and he can't help it.

Fang Ming stood by and listened to their conversation, feeling that the two of them should have known each other before, and the bad old man might not have patronized her business, so he spoke very casually.

The old man's meat sandwich bun was ready, and it was Fang Ming's turn next, Fang Ming stepped forward and handed over five yuan.

"Auntie, let's have a meat bun. ”

"Okay!"

The aunt who sold the meat buns took the money, glanced at Fang Ming, and asked curiously, "Young man, you don't look big, are you still in high school?"

"It's my third year of high school. Fang Ming said with a smile, in fact, if he didn't drop out of school, it would be the age of the third year of high school.

"Yo, it's a senior in high school, and I'm usually under a lot of pressure to do my homework, so I can eat more good to replenish my brain, and for the sake of you being so handsome, I'll add more meat to you!"

The uncle who bought the bun just now didn't have time to walk away, and as soon as he heard the boss say that the other party was adding meat, he immediately turned around again and questioned the proprietress.

"Hey, I said, you're discriminating against me! Why do you add more meat when a young guy comes, and I will ask for more money!" The old man used to have a lot of wrinkles on his face, but now he was unhappy, and the wrinkles on his face were instantly piled up.

"Old thing, you have a face, you came here every day before to let me add a little more, but I didn't add more than once. Besides, it's time for a young man to grow his body, what's the matter, at your age, do you want to eat more meat to grow your body?!"

The old man was even more unhappy when he heard this, and immediately prepared to continue arguing with the proprietress.

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Fang Ming listened to the two people arguing on the side, and couldn't help but be happy.

This uncle and this proprietress are also really funny, a few pieces of meat, can be talked about for a long time, it seems that this old man has asked for more meat before.

Finally, his meat sandwich was ready.

But the old man still didn't leave, and just kept muttering to the proprietress endlessly.

The proprietress handed the meat bun to Fang Ming while continuing to scold the old man.

"Look at how handsome other guys are, if you're so handsome, you don't have to pay!"

When Fang Ming heard this, he finally couldn't help but laugh.

Sure enough, handsome people can indeed brush their faces.

Of course, the premise is that he has such a high appearance!