The man began to gobble up, nodded earnestly, and spoke.

"Then thank you boss, it just so happens that my brothers haven't eaten yet, so I called them over." ”

"Okay, call them all over, and give them all for free!"

Liang Yan smiled generously, and then, the smile froze on his face......

I saw the man waving back and shouting.

"Brothers, come out for dinner!!

In the alley behind the street, a dozen beggars suddenly poured out, all of them unkempt and unkempt, and the boss seemed to be reluctant.

One by one, they swaggered and scratched their heads and feet to Liang Yan's stall, sat down together, and muttered and complained.

"Boss, what time is it and you call us up, just to eat a bite of white porridge?"

"yes, boss, it's not worth it, besides...... What's so delicious about white porridge?"

"I just dreamed of marrying a daughter-in-law, and you woke me up, alas, ......"

……

"Don't make any noise, Lao Tzu got you a free breakfast, you still don't appreciate it, and if you don't want to eat, get out! I, Wu Lingling, treat you as a brother before I invite you to dinner, and I will sit down honestly!"

This group of beggars seemed to be quite afraid of this man, and they were shouted at like this, and sure enough, they were all much more honest, and they all stared at the stall next to them.

"Boss...... There are also white porridge sellers next to here, why are there so many people?"

"Yes, boss, let's not go to this stall next to us to eat, look at this person, he must be delicious......"

"Go to Mao, a bowl of white porridge next to it for five yuan, this one is free to eat!

Wu Lingling glared, and everyone stopped talking again.

"Boss, why are you still stunned? Hurry up and serve dinner, my brothers are hungry!"

Wu Lingling knocked on the table, Shao Ping and Liang Yan were stunned at the same time, Liang Yan stood up with a red face, embarrassed and didn't know how to speak......

A bunch of dirty beggars sit in your stall, and this is still a wool business?

"Boss, hurry up and serve the meal? Didn't you say it's free? You won't regret it, right?"

"This, this, this...... You guys...... You ......"

Let so many beggars eat in their own stalls? This is simply impossible, Liang Yan trembled angrily, and pointed at Wu Lingling speechless for a long time.

A young beggar slapped the table and cursed.

"I'm Cao, hurry up, Lao Tzu came to drink porridge early in the morning, and you are still grinding, and you still can't do business?"

Doing business? Liang Yan is a Spartan person, doing your sister's business? You beggars who eat white food are also called business? When you came back to your senses, you immediately became angry.

"No, I won't sell breakfast today, you want to eat and go to the stall next door!!"

After speaking, Liang Yan really sat back angrily, Shao Ping looked at these beggars in the back, wanted to say something, but didn't dare to speak, rubbed his hands awkwardly and didn't know what to do.

The atmosphere froze instantly, Wu Lingling's face was also a little unsightly, his eyes looked at Liang Yan coldly, and he asked coldly.

"Boss, let me ask, do you give us the free white porridge you promised today?"

"I don't give it, I just poured this white porridge today, and I won't give it to you stinky beggars!!"

Liang Yan also glared back at Wu Lingling, with a posture that she would rather die for porridge than for others.

The two of them stared at each other for half a minute, and Wu Lingling withdrew his eyes and laughed.

"Good, good, good!"

After laughing, he glanced at one of the dirtiest beggars next to him, who got up with a smile and walked slowly towards Liang Yan.

"You...... What are you going to do! It's illegal to beat someone! Shao Ping !!"

Seeing the dirty beggar approaching, Liang Yan was a little anxious and pulled Shao Ping behind her, but her boyfriend Shao Ping seemed to have roots under his feet and was motionless, she wanted to hide behind Shao Ping, but found that Shao Ping was hiding behind her.

The little beggar walked up to her with a grin, stretched out his dirty hand and was about to touch her face, at this time, Wu Lingling behind him coughed and said lightly.

"Ahem, pay attention to the image, we are professional beggars with quality, we only eat, not tofu!"

The little beggar looked back and smiled, then swallowed his saliva, rubbed his crotch vigorously, and then glanced at Shao Ping, casting a disdainful look.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, the little beggar gave everyone a unique skill!!

He was not afraid of being hot, so he put his right hand into the cauldron where Liang Yan was boiling white porridge, and then turned his head to Liang Yan and smiled......

His hand was much cleaner, but it wasn't over, and then he put his left hand into the next millet porridge pot and stirred it......

After sucking up the phlegm, he spit into the last pot of black rice porridge.

A move caused all the three pots of porridge cooked by Liang Yan to be heroic, this scene made Liang Yan anxious, she first trembled and her eyes reddened, and then she sat on the ground and cried.

The crying was so miserable that the alarm of the battery car parked next to it sounded, woo...... Woo and cry with her......

Wu Lingling probably hadn't seen this posture before, so he immediately swept around, beggars are also men, a group of men bullied a woman and cried, this was too panicked, so as soon as Liang Yan cried, he immediately greeted the group of beggars and withdrew.

He talked about demeanor, but the younger brothers didn't talk about it, and the three younger brothers ran over to ask Shao Ping.

"Eh, do you want this porridge for us, don't you give it to us, you can't waste it......"

After speaking, the three of them hugged a pot of porridge, and the hippie smiling face ran away, leaving only Liang Yan, who was crying, and Shao Ping, who kept persuading her......

Shi Xiaoxiao looked over here, this time he didn't take the opportunity to mock, nor did he sneer proudly, but looked at Shao Ping with disdain, snorted fiercely, and scolded in a low voice.

"It's called a man, what a fuck shit!"

The second pot on Ma Tianyao's stall has been sold out, the time is not more than eight o'clock in the morning, the third pot is cooking, she has a stove and a pot, so it can only be like this, so it leads to a gap when boiling, some guests can't wait, and will go to the old Zhang's house next to them to eat, their family is a time-honored brand, selling porridge on the street for more than ten years, although the taste and fragrance are not as good as Ma Tianyao's three-grade white porridge, but still accumulated a lot of old customers.

After all, Lao Zhang is a person who has come over, and he and his wife Aunt Li run a breakfast stall, they have seen ups and downs, and when they saw Ma Tianyao's stall becoming popular, they had no business at home, so they were not in a hurry, but took the opportunity to rest with a smile.

The first bowl is sold from five o'clock in the morning, until nine o'clock in the morning, the three-pot porridge is finished, and it can no longer be boiled.

"Let's close the stall......"

"Hmmm......"