The text restaurant is proud of its dopamine tomato scrambled egg noodles that once beat Zeng Dazhong's authentic pasta, and it will actually be bitter?!

That's impossible!

Chang Zhaowen's face turned pale in an instant, but Takeo on the side seemed more excited than him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Nonsense, as long as my master's dopamine tomato scrambled egg noodles have been eaten, no one doesn't say it's good, why does it become bitter when it comes to you?" This woman was picking on all kinds of from the moment she entered the store, and Takeo now even suspected that she was the person sent by the food city opposite to suppress the competitors.

"My son said that he was bitter, of course there was a problem with the noodles! Children don't lie!" Sister Yu also jumped up, the noodles that she spent so much money on were actually bitter! What is the use of just smelling good! I don't know why this noodles are bitter, I don't know if the ingredients are not fresh and spoiled, and Xiaoyue doesn't know if there will be a problem after eating it.

Thinking of this, Sister Yu was furious: "I'll take my son to the hospital for a check-up later, if he eats badly...... This is not over! You don't want to open this black shop again!"

Chang Zhaowen didn't rush to argue, he picked up the chopsticks, directly took a noodle and put it in his mouth, "Ah!"

Why the tomato scrambled egg noodles made in full accordance with the process are bitter, Chang Zhaowen understands it all at once.

It's not so much that there's something wrong with this bowl of noodles, it's more like ......

Chang Zhaowen immediately had an idea in his heart, and immediately turned around and rushed into the kitchen.

"Hey, why did your master run away?" Sister Yu let go of her hand holding her son, wanting to stop Chang Zhaowen, who knew that when she let go of her hand, Xiao Yue was like a loach, her body went down softly, got off the seat, and rushed to the door of the restaurant without looking back.

"Xiao Yue, you stop me!" Sister Yu didn't care about stopping Chang Zhaowen, she pounced, and actually jumped up directly from the seat, a beautiful flutter, and the next second she threw Xiao Yue down under her.

"Wow, what a flexible skill!" "I can't figure out the situation, I actually cheered, who said that human explosiveness is not good, look at this aunt, the explosiveness is very good.

Takeo was also stunned, this woman not only has a powerful mouth, but she really wants to make a move, and she may not be her opponent. It's hard to imagine that such a burly woman, like the skinny chicken boy on the ground, is actually a mother-son relationship.

Heredity is such an amazing science!

Sister Yu picked up her son from the ground: "What are you running, we will go to the hospital for a check-up later!"

"No, I'm not going to the hospital!I'm going home!They're still waiting for me to go online!" Xiao Yue's thin chicken feet fingers pulled Sister Yu's iron tong-like palm around his waist, struggling in vain.

"You uncompetitive dead child, they all say that you are an Internet addict, let me send you to Professor Yang for electrotherapy, I have always been reluctant to let you suffer, don't force me!" Sister Yu was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to smoke Xiao Yue, but seeing that the child was so thin, she was afraid that she would be broken, so she thought about it again and again, and finally grabbed Xiao Yue's ear and twisted it fiercely.

"Mom...... It hurts!" Xiao Yue's face wrinkled in pain, and his mouth was crooked because of the pain, and at this time, Chang Zhaowen, who didn't know when he would come back, stuffed a spoon stuffed with white powder into Xiao Yue's mouth.

"What is this...... It's so bitter!" Xiao Yue screamed, opened his mouth and quickly spit out the powder in his mouth.

The white crystals mixed with Xiao Yue's saliva and spit on the floor, forming a slimy puddle. On the spotless wooden floor, it looks particularly abrupt.

"Bastard, what did you eat for my son?" Sister Yu pounced, raised her arm, and slammed it at Chang Zhaowen's face.

"Be careful!" Takeo shouted anxiously, he had something to say, why did he hit someone?

The slap did not fall on Chang Zhaowen's face, and Sister Yu's wrist was firmly held by Chang Zhaowen. She struggled hard, but she couldn't get rid of it? This is really strange, in Sister Yu's past forty years of female career, she has rarely met a man with more strength than her.

Chang Zhaowen let go of her wrist and handed a square glass jar in her hand to Sister Yu before she broke out: "See for yourself what I gave him, right?"

It's-

Sugar?!

Familiar square crystals, what is this not white sugar?

"However, Xiao Yue said that this is very bitter...... Sister Yu's lips trembled, how is this possible? It must be a trick, what Chang Zhaowen gave Xiao Yue just now will definitely not be white sugar.

Sister Yu grabbed a handful of sugar grains, stuck out her tongue and licked it—it was very sweet.

"Xiao Yue, you eat!" Ignoring Xiao Yue's shaking of her head in protest, Sister Yu brutally broke Xiao Yue's mouth and sprinkled the sugar grains on her fingers into her son's mouth.

"Don't, it's so bitter!" Xiao Yue shook his head and grinned in pain, trying to spit out everything in his mouth.

How can white sugar be bitter?

Chang Zhaowen pulled away Sister Yu's hand that was holding Xiao Yue, squatted down in front of the little boy, and looked into his eyes: "When did you lose your sense of taste? No, to be exact, when did you find that there was only bitterness left in your mouth?"

Sister Yu's eyes instantly widened to the limit, could it be that her son's anorexia was due to a problem with his sense of taste? And she, the mother, actually didn't know anything?

"The second week after my father died, I had no sense of taste at first, and I could only tell whether it was cold or cold, hot or not, and spicy or not...... Later, my mouth was bitter all the time, and I couldn't eat anything. Xiao Yue snorted.

"Why don't you tell me?!" Sister Yu grabbed Xiao Yue's hand, and anxious tears came out.

"But Mom, you're so busy, I'm afraid it will affect you......"

Sister Yu's tears finally broke through her eyes, she always thought that she had paid so much, but the child was ignorant and inconsiderate of herself. I also complained many times in my heart, why can't Xiaoyue grow up as quickly as other children who have lost their fathers and learn to help their mothers share responsibilities?

Now she knew that Xiao Yue had been silently suffering alone.

Sister Yu hugged Xiao Yue tightly: "Don't be afraid, let's go to the hospital and tell the doctor about your situation, it will definitely be cured!"

"No!" Xiao Yue struggled in horror, "I don't want to go to the hospital!"

"I don't think you need to go to the hospital, I have a way. Chang Zhaowen, who had been silent, finally opened his mouth and interrupted the deep love between mother and son in front of him.

"What?!" Xiao Yue and Sister Yu opened their mouths in surprise at the same time.

"Electrotherapy," Chang Zhaowen patted Xiao Yue's weak shoulder, "You need electrotherapy, local electrotherapy for the tongue." ”

"No, I don't want electrotherapy, Mom, don't send me to Professor Yang!" Xiao Yue held his head in his hands in horror, and heard other children say that the pain caused by electrotherapy can definitely destroy everything.

"499 yuan. Chang Zhaowen stood up, clapped his hands, and dusted off the sugar grains that had been stuck on his fingers.

"What?" Sister Yu didn't understand.

"Add a super pepper king, 499 yuan!"

====The following is a ===== of the empty small theater

"I want to eat meat! Where is the meat you said you want to eat for me?" patted the table emptyly, his mouth pouted, and there was a piece of "ready-to-eat vegetarian chicken" in front of him that had just been unpacked, "How can this play be a chicken so lightly, I haven't read a book, don't lie to me!"

"It's not that I want to lie to you," Chang Zhaowen spread his hands, "It's the unlucky rookie writer who has no money to buy vegetables in July, I heard that his book is now more than 300,000 words, but clicks are a fraction of others, and the rewards and recommendation votes are even less, and they will be on the shelves at noon tomorrow!

"So miserable?" Sora stuck out his tongue, "If it keeps being so miserable, will he force us to go to the overpass to set up dishes?"

Chang Zhaowen shook his head, took out two porcelain bowls with obvious openings, one for each person, and placed them on the ground in front of him and Kongkong, respectively, and hugged his fists in front of him: "Tomorrow this book will be on the shelves, please order it for the first time, and it will be all decided! Next month's empty food expenses will count on this!"

Although Kongkong can't figure out the situation, eating meat is the top priority! He also howled: "I want to eat meat, Wang~~~"