The deep alleys, the faint moonlight, and a few dim orange-red lights make this place even more cool.

"This, Xiao Ming, otherwise, I'll go and talk to that old king, it's too desolate here!"

Originally, he was in a very bad mood, and the woman became like that, how good was his mood. As a result, this bastard also threatened him with this kind of thing and took his place. Drive him to such a dark and midwinter corner.

At this moment, Uncle Xiang's heart was full of anger, and he had the urge to fight with that old king in the past. Although he may not be an opponent, he has to bite a piece of meat.

Why do you come here to bully yourself! Just because you are disabled, is it easy to bully! Xiang thought to the uncle, his eyes also turned red, and in this black Brown alley, it was extremely terrifying.

"Uncle, I think it's pretty good here!" Li Qingming suddenly said slowly.

It's good? It's good here? Uncle looked around, what's going on!

"Uncle, the so-called plum blossom fragrance comes from the bitter cold, and the same is true of our chicken soup!" Li Qingming smiled, "The more this is the case, the more successful we are, the more we slap that guy in the face!"

If he was bullied like this on the earth, Li Qingming would be the same as his uncle, and he would roll up his sleeves in the past and smoke people. But in this parallel world like earth, Li Qingming is calm.

In Li Qingming's view, the other party's shamelessness does not matter at all! If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, Li Qingming really wanted to sing Yang Kun's "It Doesn't Matter."

What is the strong mentality, this is the moment.

Uncle Xiang looked weird.

"Uh, Uncle Xiang, what's wrong?" Li Qingming touched his face, "Do I have flowers on my face?"

Xiang shook his head at Uncle.

"Xiao Ming, you are full of wealth, why don't you do literary research!" Uncle Xiang sighed, "You can be a poet! What is that!" sighed to Uncle Xiang.

"Profound meaning?" Li Qingming added.

"Yes, yes, yes!" nodded to the uncle.

Li Qingming smiled. No, these are the crystallization of China's 5,000-year-old splendid culture, can it not be profound? If it weren't for the fact that he was more fond of food, and the chicken fries were too unpalatable, Li Qingming would have easily become a poet and immortal saint!

However, for now, let's be a god of food with peace of mind.

At this moment, Lao Wang in the distance looked at this side with a proud face. From now on, this position belongs to him alone. is the virtue of the lame, occupying such a good position in vain, and not knowing how to operate. Looking at him, he is sure that he will be able to earn two or three thousand yuan more than before! Two or three thousand yuan, this is two or three thousand yuan!

"Uncle, is there a pu fan?" asked Li Qingming.

"Yes! What about here!" the uncle looked puzzled, not knowing what Li Qingming was going to do.

At this time, Li Qingming lifted the lid of the pot, and suddenly a rich aroma of chicken soup wafted out. At this time, the taste is at its most delicious. Uncle Xiang couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Before they set off, they had just eaten enough, and swore to the uncle that he was absolutely full.

But at this moment, when he smelled this fragrance, his stomach involuntarily buzzed again.

"Uncle, why don't you bring you a bowl?" Li Qingming said with a smile.

"No, no, I'm not hungry! Keep it for the money!" Uncle Xiang was slightly embarrassed and waved his hand again and again, "What am I going to do next?"

"It's very simple, uncle, you just use this pu fan. Remember, don't fan hard, fan slowly. Fan slowly towards the crowd, so that the fragrance will not disperse!" Li Qingming ordered.

Nodding to the uncle.

Immediately, Uncle Xiang stood upwind, gently swayed the pu fan, and slowly fanned the rich aroma of chicken soup towards the crowd.

At this moment, Secretary Liu Chang, who was preparing to go home in the distance, saw this strange scene and stopped. What is he fanning? Gu Li is weird? Secretary Liu Chang shook his head and decided to wait from the sidelines.

However, after waiting for about a few minutes, there was no response. For some reason, the secretary shook his head, then got into the car and left. Unbeknownst to him, this move almost interrupted his career as a secretary. Of course, that's all for later. At this moment, Uncle Xiang's strange behavior naturally attracted the attention of the old king.

"Ha, that dead cripple, is it a beckoning cat here, attracting customers! It's funny! That kind of broken place, even if you wear Ultraman clothes, it's useless. The old king sneered.

was scolded by Lao Wang, and the owners of some boring supper stalls around also noticed Uncle Xiang's strange behavior. They are all curious, what is this old Xiang doing.

This old saying is really true: three stinkers, one Zhuge Liang. Some people really see some clues.

"You say, is he fanning the scent of something, trying to fan it here and attract customers?" said the owner.

When these words came out, there was silence all around, and then, many late-night vendor owners laughed.

They're all chicken fries, and they all taste the same. What's the use of his fragrance! It's not all the same, is it possible that people eat the same chicken and fries, and they have to run so far away from you!

Can you play with the side dishes? Everyone is the same, but the types of vegetables are slightly different. But basically, it's pretty much the same. You want to attract people like this?

The boss who said this also touched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly. Why did you say such a stupid thing.

Just as everyone was laughing, the boss who said stupid things moved his nose. He vaguely smelled a scent, a scent he had never smelled before.

The supper stall owner couldn't help but suck hard with his nose.

The boss took a few deep breaths in a row, only to feel that this rich fragrance came in from the nose, and then passed through the heart, all the way to the stomach, directly triggered a violent peristalsis in the abdomen, and finally turned into a huge buzzing sound: coo~~

"Yo, old Lutou, why, I haven't eaten today! I'm hungry so early!" many bosses joked with a pack of inferior cigarettes for three or four yuan.

"Do you smell any fragrance?" Old Lu Tou ignored the crowd and sniffed vigorously, "It's so fragrant!

When everyone saw Lao Lutou's strange behavior, they also subconsciously sniffed it.

Hey! It's really scented! This smell is incredible. Many bosses smelled a rich, never-before-smelled fragrance that penetrated the heart.

"What a scent!" exclaimed the bosses.

The whole supper stall was silent at the moment, and everyone was immersed in the fragrance.