Sun Yuan scolded with a cold face, Ma Tianyao smiled and packed the porridge and handed it to the other party, and when she was far away, Sun Sanxi hurried over to eat melons.

Muttered quietly.

"Hey, old horse, you didn't come yesterday and didn't know, this Yang Hong and Sun Yuan are doing it again!!"

"Quarrelsome?"

"I heard that Yang Hong's husband was not there, the light bulb at home was broken, Sun Yuan's husband took the initiative to repair it, just because of this, Sun Yuan and her husband were upside down at home, this is not the end, after the two of them finished fighting, Sun Yuan ran over and fought with Yang Hong again, didn't you look at it, the scene of Sun Yuan and Yang Hong tearing each other's hair...... Tut-tut......"

"No wonder I didn't buy breakfast for my husband in the morning......"

Sun Sanxi pursed his lips, lowered his voice and continued to eat melons.

"His husband......? I've been caught and faceless......"

As soon as Sun Sanxi finished speaking, Ma Tianyao was attracted by the quarrel across the street, and when he looked back, he just saw a man scolding and walking out at the door of Sun Yuan's shop.

No need to ask, just look at the face and know that it is her husband, and sure enough, this face is no longer human.

Her husband walked out into the street and scolded even louder.

"The first time you cut the wheat, you said you liked me, I went to your house, the wheat was finished, and you suddenly said that you think we are not suitable. The second time I pulled the tomatoes, you said that we could try again, but you still liked me, and the tomatoes were finished, and you went to the field...... The next time, you came to me again and said that you would be with me. Fuck off, it's time for your family to pick cotton, right?"

"I finally married you into the door, okay, I will scratch my face when I say a word to the woman, I like this and I like that all day long, I tell you, I like to cut wheat and tomatoes for your family, and I don't have mine to buy porridge, do you really treat me as your parent worker? Okay, I starved to death to count the ball, I don't see it this day, divorce !!"

The man scolded and walked......

Ma Tianyao's heart is a me, and her heart said that this is the pot she carries?

Looking at Sun Sanxi again, he only pouted as if sarcastically, and then ran to lower his voice and continue to eat melons.

"Look at this man, it's not that I look down on him, he is in his forties, and he has nothing serious to do all day long, he gets up every day to gamble, smoke and drink, and most of the hard-earned money earned by Sun Yuan has been ruined by him. ”

Ma Tianyao was just about to nod his head in agreement, when he saw Shi Xiaoxiao coming over with a large wooden plank.

Boom!

The one-person-high wooden plank stood in front of the stall, which was particularly conspicuous, and when I looked at it, there were a lot of words written crookedly on it.

"What the hell is this?"

"The sign I just made!"

"Signboard?"

Ma Tianyao looked at it carefully in confusion, and almost vomited blood at this look!

Seeing that the so-called signboard was full of chalk, she squinted her eyes and looked at it carefully......

"The first white porridge in Qinxi Province! Porridge Shenma Tianyao! The white porridge boiled is made of high-quality rice, and the grains are carefully selected......

"What kind of, quickly wipe it off, brag and blow it with your mouth, and write it out, so that the industrial and commercial people have to find trouble when they see it!"

Ma Tianyao shook his head again and again, signaling Shi Xiaoxiao to wipe it off quickly, Shi Xiaoxiao smiled.

"Hehe, what are you afraid of, the director of the industrial and commercial institute is my second uncle, phew, this is not the point, the focus is on the back, you take a look!"

Ma Tianyao stared at it again, and squirted another mouthful of old blood!

Here's what it says later.

[On the afternoon of August 30, porridge god Ma Tianyao and Fan Tong, vice president of the National Gastronomy Association (Fan Tong: vice president of the National Gastronomy Association, national superchef, has studied porridge for 40 years, XXXXX (hundreds of words omitted from the back)...... The two had a peak duel in Qijiahe Village! Porridge God Ma Tianyao crushed Fan Tong with a score of 5 to 0! This battle is enough to prove ......]

Ma Tianyao can see that this fast wooden board is not so much a signboard, but a sharp blade that humiliates Fan Tong, and this safety is to rub Fan Tong on the ground......

She said in her heart that it was good that Fan Tong was not there, otherwise......

Before she could finish thinking about it, a black business car creaked up in front of her stall.

She didn't see the people in the car, but she was too familiar with this car, who else could it be if it wasn't Fan Tong?

sighed, and said that you deserve to be unlucky, if you don't come sooner or later, you have to be angry to death before leaving......

The car door opened, and Fan Tong probably didn't see the signboard yet, only saw Ma Tianyao standing in front of the stall with an apron, and asked with a smile.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to sell breakfast on the street? It just so happens that I haven't had dinner yet, come, serve me a bowl of white porridge, I want to taste it, where is the porridge you boiled better than me!"

Ma Tianyao asked in a whisper.

"Are you sure?"

She said in her heart, you can eat the signboard at the back, and I will lose.

"Hehe, what's the matter? I'm afraid I can't afford to eat it? The porridge in my store is 50 yuan a piece, you are better than mine, 100 yuan is dead, come, give me a bowl." ”

Syllable!

Fan Tong slapped a 100 yuan on the table, and then sat down at the small dining table and muttered to himself.

"Alas, I didn't expect you to be so poor here, but the air is very good, I walked around the mountains for a day today, I didn't expect it to be really comfortable......"

As soon as he was halfway through his emotion, he seemed to see the wooden sign behind Ma Tianyao, and then squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, the more he looked, the more ugly his face became.

Ma Tianyao put the porridge in front of him and asked with a smile.

"Hehe, vice president, are you still in the mood to eat now?"

"Hmph, do you want to climb up on my fame?

Fan Tong's face changed completely, he was very unhappy, in the past, if other restaurants wanted to hang a promotional poster, mentioning that Fan Tong, vice president of the Food Association, would come to guide in person, at least he had to agree, and most of them even had to give two money.

I didn't expect that in this place where birds don't today, someone would dare to step on him to promote himself, which made him really irritable, and the most irritating thing was that what people wrote was true.

With a black face, I originally wanted to leave, but I thought that the money had been given, wouldn't this departure become hated by relatives and fast by enemies?

So he got up and sat down again, then picked up the porridge and sniffed it, and took another sip, which felt like tasting a glass of red wine.

"Huh?"

Master duel, the slightest mistake is a thousand miles, and a sword swing can know the number of winners and losers.

Fan Tong is like this, he can make three-grade white porridge by himself, in fact, he is already a fighter in the plane, and when he took a bite of the bowl at this moment, he was impressed by Ma Tianyao's white porridge attainments.

The smiling face also became serious.

"Yes, I'm so small for you, I didn't expect you to be able to make such a pure white porridge!! girl, who is your master?"

Fan Tong didn't believe that Ma Tianyao could make such a porridge by himself, the white porridge seemed simple, and he didn't even know how to learn it, it was nothing more than throwing the rice into the pot and adding water to cook it.

But if you want to make high-quality white porridge, there is a big way to do it!