Chapter 691, a little salty!

The bald man smiled openly, proud of his classic line. If he could, he would have had a loudspeaker in his hand, so that the whole street could hear the joke he had overheard----- what a humorous line, tens of thousands of times better than those novelists.

The men who came in after him smiled heartily and maliciously.

Whether you really think that he speaks interestingly, or think that he is vulgar, and think that he is lewd, he still has to take care of his face----- he has short hands, he has a soft mouth, and he has to pay for every meal, so he has to pay a little bit, right?

"Brother Jianguo, do you want to eat the bottom of the little girl Bai Jie, or do you want to eat the noodles under the little girl?" said a man with long hair in a shawl with a smile with a smile in his obscene eyes.

"Lin Hai, didn't you ask knowingly? Of course Brother Jianguo wants to eat the bottom of the little girl Bai Jie---- no, no, it is the face ----of the little girl Bai Jie," a big man wearing a gray robe with a string of stars and moon Bodhi hanging around his neck looked exactly like the charlatans who were pulling big girls and little daughters-in-law around the street to sell talismans.

"Isn't that what does it mean? What's the difference between the white noodles and the white ones? Aren't they all edible? They should all be delicious, right?" said a bewitching little white face in the middle of the crowd with an orchid root erected. "Bai Jie is so beautiful, everyone is willing to eat it----"

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Bai Jie seemed to know these people, her face was ruddy, her cheeks were puffed up, her eyes stared at the bald man murderously, and said, "Kong Jianguo, don't talk nonsense----- who wants to give you food?" Hurry up and go away, don't go into my shop. ”

Hearing Bai Jie's answer, Kong Jianguo became even more energetic, and strode towards Bai Jie, standing in front of the thin Bai Jie like a big grizzly bear coveting a little white rabbit, the little white rabbit had a feeling of being unable to fly, and said: "Little sister Bai Jie, there is a problem with what you said? Is your family a noodle restaurant? Since it is a noodle restaurant, brothers come over, if you don't give us something to eat, do you still want to give us egg fried rice?"

"You -----" Bai Jie took two steps back, avoiding the man's close coercion.

"What's wrong with me, don't you think what my brother said is very reasonable?" Kong Jianguo's fish bubble eyes had an undisguised evil light, and said: "Sister, didn't my brother ask you once or twice, and go to the bar with my brother at night?" Let me tell you, my brother will give you whatever wine you want, and my brother will let you play whatever you want, how about you choose ------ bars in Houhai and Sanlitun?"

"I'm not going. Bai Jie simply refused.

"Bai Jie, so faceless? Let me tell you, if it were other student girls, there would be no such treatment-----"

"Then go to those who will go with you. ”

"It's not in style. Fang Yan sighed. "It's really out of style. ”

Kong Jianguo only regarded Fang Yan as an ordinary diner, but he didn't expect Fang Yan to suddenly shout loudly and ------This guy is really an idiot, you don't take a closer look at the brothers There are several people on your side when you roar, you are sitting with an old immortal, and you don't have enough to see over there if you really start to do it."

Everyone wants to be a hero to save the beauty, but before the hero saves the beauty, you have to think about it first, whether you are a hero or a bear after the shot------ even if the bear saves the beauty, most of them are just in exchange for a sentence of 'you are a good person', and then my sister disappeared without a trace, and no one helped make a confession when the police came to investigate.

Kong Jianguo's gaze finally shifted to Fang Yan's face, and he looked at him seriously, feeling that the person who could come to this kind of small shop to eat fried noodles must not be a prominent person. How could a prominent person come here to eat a large bowl of fried noodles for 18 yuan?

Of course, he Kong Jianguo is an exception---- if it weren't for Bai Jie, he wouldn't be willing to take his brothers to this kind of broken shop to eat noodles. Going to Wang Laoer's waist shop in Daqianmen to drink beer on skewers is a decent life.

Syllable----

Kong Jianguo's fat palm slapped heavily on Fang Yan's shoulder, Fang Yan frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, just lowered his head and ate a large long strip of noodles in his mouth.

I have to say that this fried noodles of Bai Xiu's family are not as delicious as Mr. said. No matter how delicious fried noodles are, isn't it just a bowl of fried noodles? And there are so few diced meats, and the marinade is not spicy enough---- I don't know how this kind of broken shop can still be open for so many years, why didn't Bai Xiu starve to death in the first place?

While thinking like this, Fang Yan opened the chili flask on the table again and poured a large spoonful of chili oil on top of the dough. Stir it vigorously, and the taste will be very different.

It's spicy!

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Kong Jianguo bowed slightly and said with a smile.

Because his big fat head was too close to Fang Yan's noodle bowl, Fang Yan was particularly worried that the beads of sweat on his face would drip into his bowl.

Although it is said that every rice and porridge are obtained by the sweat of the peasant uncle, if you directly pour anyone's sweat into the porridge, I am afraid that few people will be able to put it into it-----

Fang Yan had to stop his chopsticks, wiped the chili oil stains on the corner of his mouth with a tissue, and said, "I said it's not styleful." ”

"Oh, is this a bit interesting?" Kong Jianguo looked at Fang Yan with a smile and said, "Do you think our brothers are out of style?"

"That's not what I said. Fang Yan looked at Kong Jianguo with a serious face, and said: "This way of speaking seems to be very unqualified, the quality is gone, this man doesn't have to talk about style---- quality is the foundation, style is a deeper level of cultivation-----"

Kong Jianguo was happy, patted the big hand on Fang Yan's shoulder and began to exert force, and said, "Then what kind of way do you think is more stylish?"

"For example, what you just said is very wrong. Fang Yan looked like a teacher, and discussed with Kong Jianguo with a serious face, as for the little gravity on his shoulder, if this fat man was not afraid of dislocating his claws, he would continue to exert himself, and it would be regarded as a free massage. "What did you just say? You said you were going to eat the little girl-----

Fang Yan glanced at Bai Jie's infinitely angry little appearance and said, "To be honest, I don't even have the courage to repeat that kind of thing. I can't say it, I'm sorry----- actually, I can't blame you, because many people in society will make this kind of mistake. I don't have much culture, but I like to regard shamelessness as humor, obscenity as humor, and stylelessness as a yuppie man showing off to the public----"

"Shameless death, how can you talk to our brother Jianguo? Brother Jianguo, slap him in the face------ slap him shameless -------" The sissy jumped out very dissatisfied.

Fang Yan glanced up at him and remembered his appearance.

"That's it, look at what kind of awesome character he dragged him------- The charlatan pointed in the direction of the red wall, and said, "Do you know where and where it is? If you are really awesome, you can go there and walk around to show you------"

"I just came out of there. Fang Yan replied truthfully.

The gentleman who bowed his head and ate noodles glanced at Fang Yan and said, "Don't show off your wealth." ”

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The thugs froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.

The sissy covered her stomach and said, "Laughing to death, laughing to death----- hey, this little guy is really cute-------"

"Brothers, did you hear that?" he said they had just gone there and walked around------ do you believe it or not, believe it or not, I believe it anyway-------"

"This guy, this time we kicked the iron plate------ hahaha, laughing to death------"

"We've really gotten there. Fang Yan explained again with some reluctance. They are indeed awesome characters, and they have really kicked the iron plate------ why don't they want to believe their own judgment?

Kong Jianguo's face was gloomy, and the big hand on Fang Yan's shoulder slapped harder, and said: "Since my brother said so, then you have to tell me well----- what is a real humorous yuppie, and let the brothers have a good experience-------

Kong Jianguo also felt very strange in his heart, he usually likes to play with walnuts, and his hand strength is indeed not small. He once pinched someone else, and as soon as his palm was on the kid's shoulder, the guy was directly bearish, crying and begging his mother to let go-----

What's the matter with this kid? He's so hard that he doesn't even notice it?

Or do you have no strength in your body today?

"Well, since you humbly ask for leave, then I'll teach you a good lesson. Fang Yan nodded with a smile and said: "The Chinese characters are broad and profound, and they will be endlessly useful if they are combined at will----- for example, we use the phrase 'the goddess is a little salty underneath' as an example------

Bai Jie's face was frosty, and he stomped his feet angrily and said, "Brother Fang Yan, how do you talk?"

"Oh, I didn't mean you ------" Fang Yan hurriedly explained, saying, "I mean the goddess is below------ you just treat the goddess as another woman." ”

Fang Yan looked at Kong Jianguo's friends, asked in a professional and conscientious tone that a teacher should have, and said, "Think about it, how many meanings does this sentence express?"

"Two floors. The sissy raised her hand in reply. "The first layer of meaning is that the bottom of the goddess is a little salty ------ made, and the other layer -------hehe, people are embarrassed to say, anyway, you can think for yourself-------"