Chapter 18: The Goddess's Request

On the asphalt road in Huzhong City, the sun is getting hotter and hotter, scorching the earth unscrupulously.

The earth was baked like freshly baked flatbread, piping hot with a fiery temperature. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

But the mood of the boss of the cow next door is just as hot,

Isn't it hot?

Today, I finally saw the wonderful business model of making a noodle restaurant - beauty marketing,

It turns out that making a noodle shop in this place where feng shui has always been bad will also have spring!

The boss of the cow who is in a hurry is now looking for a modeling agency all over the street.

Thinking in my heart that the bowl is 888 yuan, ah, what a lot of charm force value is this!

Hum!

Even the entire second-rate starlet is worth it,

Even if the price is not 888, it is 333 yuan a bowl, and the Dafa that you have to earn is not!

For a while, Boss Niu pedaled the small stove electric car and disappeared into the street.

………………………

"Did you hear that?

That white and tender little kid didn't even open a fast food restaurant, but actually opened a noodle restaurant instead!" said Wang Dashan, the owner of the wonton restaurant who was about ten meters away from Lu Xiaoyao's restaurant, with a loud voice.

"What?

"Lao Zhang, that little white's first brother actually doesn't open a fast food noodle restaurant!

Hum!

I'm going to make him find a cook, too!" said a big man who looked like a man on the side of Wang Dashan.

"I also just heard Xiao Liu, the chef of Lao Niu Noodle Restaurant, say, and do you know what Lao Niu is doing here?"

"What are you doing, shouldn't you stay in the kitchen of the store?

"Haha, Lao Wang, you can't think of it!

Boss Niu actually went to the modeling agency to recruit!"

For a while, the big man who was shocked by the two, five or three thick men all puffed out with big eyes, looking directly at Lao Zhang, who opened a noodle restaurant...

Speaking of big-eyed beads, the current goddess Xiao Xue is staring at Wang Xiaofeng's silky-smooth fairy-like dancing peerless grandmother in Wang Xiaofeng's blue and white porcelain with big eyes, and she is also holding a small bowl of blue and white porcelain that is about to be bitten in her hand.

The delicacy that will imprint people's hearts is how many years of anticipation, it is a cry from the depths of the heart, as if it has been waiting for a long, long time.

On Xiao Xue's beautiful face, the small mouth like a cherry swallowed a big mouthful of saliva with difficulty,

That's the whole body of taste bud cells holding banners to demonstrate to themselves,

The olfactory cells have been intoxicated by the fragrance of the fairy and dream, and they are shouting that makes the heart tremble: "I want to eat it!"

Suddenly, looking at how happy the handsome boy was, his heart must be flying in the sky and running with clouds.

After three or two clicks, the handsome guy had actually finished eating the silky and silky peerless grandmother noodles in the blue and white porcelain bowl.

I drank the soup of my peerless grandmother's noodles with happiness,

The face of the goddess Xiao Xue was full of longing, as if her most precious thing was being snatched away, and her heart was trembling and crying - I want to eat it too.

"It's delicious, boss, another bowl of peerless grandma noodles!" After Lin Mei swallowed a mouthful of saliva, she shouted loudly to Lu Xiaoyao, who just wanted to turn around and go back to the kitchen.

At this time, Xiao Xue seemed to have caught the golden key to happiness, and the happiness index was full all of a sudden, but she smiled slightly, and her smile was very captivating.

That beautiful face is difficult for a man to resist the charm of the goddess.

A heavenly and gentle voice sounded: "Boss, I want a bowl too!"

"Okay...."Lu Xiaoyao almost forgot Da Ling'er's iron order, and was about to agree.

In his mind, Xiao Bo'er was already waving his little hand at him, "No!", Lu Xiaoyao could only say again with a look of grievance, "Good peerless grandmother noodles, it has always been one bowl per person! This is the tradition of the Lu family for many years, I hope you can abide by it!" Lu Xiaoyao has already walked leisurely to the kitchen.

Suddenly looking back, I saw that the beautiful woman was still sad alone,

For a while, Lu Xiaoyao's heart was also a little unhappy,

What about sins!

I have a thousand wishes, but I insist on saying how many years of tradition of the Lu family - one bowl per person,

My heart hurts so much, buddy, but Xiao Bo'er's murderous eyes are as sharp as a knife, and Lu Xiaoyao can only go back to the kitchen again.....

"Oh my God!

Under heaven and earth,

There is still a boss who refuses to sell another bowl of noodles,

What is even more hateful is to refuse in front of our goddess!"

For a time, it aroused the uneven hearts of many people,

Wang Hao even wants to act like a hero, and he wants to draw a sword to help!

When the man saw the eyes of Yu Ling, the sad scene, it was a man, and his heart was about to break.

But the evil boss, actually....

"Trace, trace..."The sound of Wang Xiaofeng's intoxicated soup suddenly sounded in the lonely restaurant....

Life is like a dream and more like a song, guys, all of a sudden, the heart is drunk like a fairy and a dream,

A few sons and daughters didn't have much to worry about, and suddenly looked back, only to find that the food that was inadvertently found in the depths of the imprint.

That's how many years of wishes, the expectations in my heart, and the obsession in my heart,

Looking for it, in a casual encounter and chance encounter, I suddenly found that there is a peerless delicacy in the world.

After that, my heart is full of you!

After having you, I have never forgotten......

Only Mary, the pretty girl in the West, was still looking at Lu Xiaoyao's figure and said, "Why, why do you have to wait until the evening!"

"Ah, may I ask if you can come back in the evening?" Xiao Xue's beautiful eyes suddenly glowed.

"Yes, the boss said, one bowl per person per meal, never sell more! There are two meals a day, and there is only one bowl per meal!" replied to Mary, who was not fluent in Chinese.

"Ah, I thought the boss would only sell me once, but I suddenly felt that it was going to get dark!" Lin Mei's voice sounded, "Xiao Xue, go, shall we go and ask the boss again?"

I don't believe it.

There are still men in the world who can resist the charm of the beautiful goddess Xiao Xue,

Hmph, as long as you're still a man!" Lin Mei suddenly clenched her pink fist and said hatefully.

Lu Xiaoyao, who hadn't gone far, suddenly fell off his head,

"My goodness, is this the rhythm of being kidnapped by the charm of the goddess?"

Lu Xiaoyao, whose legs did not obey the call, finally came to the kitchen bowl space,

In the twenty-one pots, the curling white gas is steaming,

Lu Xiaoyao came to the smooth stone table, and the dough of his grandmother's noodles beating like a fairy was fluttering like a fairy.

I didn't see how Lu Xiaoyao moved, and a bowl of peerless grandmother noodles had already been cooked.

With spirituality as silky, like seven fairies flying happily, only a moment apart, another elf-like ball of dough is heading towards the next pot.....

A quarter of an hour has passed, Lu Xiaoyao came slowly, with the expectations of countless people, but it has been a thousand years, lingering, in the small hall, the small bowl of blue and white porcelain has become the focus.......