After sending off the old man. After looking at it, it was already half past ten o'clock in the afternoon.

Liu Le had already mastered the "slap fried rice" to 100% at this time. The old man will definitely come to eat fried rice when he comes back in two days, and Zhang Keke also said that he would come to eat. Estimated to come tomorrow.

Slap fried rice requires quite a few ingredients.

Fresh shrimp, peas, and the like are absolutely indispensable. Not to mention that Liu Le has also consumed a lot of things in the store these days.

So he quickly closed the store. Go to the wet market.

Although there hasn't been a lot of business lately, it's only been a few days. He already had more than 2,300 pieces in his hands. (Not counting the 24,070 that Ding Xiaomiao owed him at school.) ）

More than 2,000 is not much. But until now, the number of times the store has actually done business is only a few chats. Just a few times there is this kind of income. If you expand this number to a month, even if there are only a few customers in the store. In a month, his income will be nearly 50,000 yuan. That's a staggering number.

When Liu Le was in school, the best result he could imagine was that he could get an annual salary of 100,000 yuan after working hard for a few years. At this time, there were 50,000 a month casually.

There is a famous saying that there is food in your hands and no panic in your heart. He didn't have to worry about next month's rent at this point. So the mood is really relaxed.

Three o'clock in the afternoon. When he came back again, because there were more things, he asked a partial three-wheeler to transport the vegetables back.

The afternoon sun was just right, and there were already three guests waiting in front of the main entrance of the gate.

In addition to those two reporters, there was also a flat-headed man in his thirties. A few people were playing with their phones in front of the store.

"It's too early, several. Liu Le said as he ran. Because the tricycle has to serve at the back door, the back door has to enter the store to open. So he quickly rushed to the door and opened the door and said, "Isn't it four o'clock?"

"It's not early. The white-collar man named Wang Zhen stood up and said helplessly, "I haven't eaten at noon, so let's start eating quickly." ”

He also pointed to the flat-headed man behind him and said, "Look at the business that brought you back." This handsome guy in our ministry - Xiao Liu. ”

The boy surnamed Liu seemed to be a very good observer, nodded to Liu Le and said, "It's closed in broad daylight." You're not in a good business. ”

He turned back to Wang Zhen and the short-haired female reporter and said, "They said they would bring me to add food, which doesn't seem to be a store that spends a lot of money." ”

Liu Le smiled and didn't care. He opened the door. Three guests followed in one after another to find a seat in the back.

Among the three people, Wang Zhen is considered a leader in the department. This time, it was because he was busy with work in the past few days, so Xiao Liu helped with a lot of things. So in return bring him to dinner.

And Liu Le quickly went to the kitchen to open the back door. Let the food delivery person move the goods. Liu Le went to the hall and asked, "Three bowls of Yangchun noodles?"

Wang Zhen, "Of course. Didn't you come here just to eat this bowl of noodles? ”

Liu Le put down the list, "I'll come right away." ”

The short-haired beauty Ke Min couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing with so many dishes?" Before she entered the door, she also saw the dishes on the side of the three wheels.

"Isn't there only 'Yangchun noodles' in your shop?"

Liu Le said as he went to the kitchen, "New dishes." Want to give it a try?"

Wang Zhen, who was sitting not far away, waved his hand and said, "Let's eat noodles." I just recognize that bowl of Yangchun noodles!"

Liu Le didn't say anything anymore. Wang Zhen's idea was before eating "slap fried rice". It's also normal. Because Liu Le himself thought the same way before.

Of course, this does not mean that "slap fried rice" is better than "Yangchun noodles".

It's that two things are completely different. It's like the difference between peasant cuisine and Manchu and Han full banquets.

People who often eat big fish and meat are often very irresistible when faced with farm food.

In the same way, people who often eat Yangchun noodles are often more attracted when faced with "slap fried noodles".

Of course, Liu Le is also inclined to make them "super spring noodles".

The reason, he thinks that after all, a bowl of Yangchun noodles at the price of one hundred and ninety-nine. Already very expensive. Although these two journalists seem to be making good money.

But in general, he was still a little hesitant.

Liu Le went back to the kitchen and lit the stove. The owner of the car who delivered the food also almost finished the food at this time. After all, Liu Le didn't want much. Count the money to him.

in the vestibule. The flat-headed man named Xiao Liu was joking at this time, "Mr. Wang said that he wanted to invite me to a big meal, so why did he invite me to eat a bowl of noodles?"

Wang Zhen folded his hands on the table and said, "Thank you very much." I'm going to invite you to eat here. Do you know how much this bowl of noodles costs?"

Xiao Liu leaned back in the chair, "How much can it be?" Don't say anything else, who hasn't eaten noodles yet. Not to mention that the location of this store is not particularly expensive.

"One hundred and ninety-nine bowls. Wang Zhen said slowly word by word.

Xiao Liu sat up from his chair, "Are you kidding?"

That Wang Zhen nodded, "It's really so expensive." Don't be unhappy, eat it for a while. If you don't think it's tasty. I'll take you out for a big dinner again. ”

"That's it. ”

Liu Le's speed of making noodles is very fast. Prepare three bowls of Yangchun noodles within 10 minutes and serve them out.

The flat-headed man named Xiao Liu looked at Liu Le with a slightly critical gaze and brought his face to him.

Anyway, Wang Zhen said that if it is not delicious, please go out to a big dinner again. He's happy to find trouble.

When it was placed in front of him, he said, "Well, it smells pretty good." But it's a big bowl......"

The short-haired female reporter smiled a little and paused on the table with chopsticks and said, "Eat, eat." ”

The process of eating noodles for a flat-headed man. It's basically the same as the first time the two people next to him ate Yangchun noodles.

At first, I slowly put a chopstick into my mouth as if I was a little sinful. But after taking the first bite, it starts to accelerate.

It's hard to resist the feeling of being comfortable from mouth to stomach.

A large bowl of noodles is starting to get a little unstoppable.

And Liu Le made a meeting for them. In fact, he was already hungry.

Although I ate two bowls of rice before, it was still in the morning. It's okay anyway. He himself began to prepare the moving pot in the kitchen.

At this time, Lin still called.

"Call you. Surprised?"

Liu Le looked at the raw materials that were being processed on the board, "It's a bit of a surprise." I'm cooking, would you like to try it?"

"Yes. In fact, Liu Le's noodles were definitely what Lin still wanted to eat, but she said at this time, "Liu Le, well, but I'll call you." It's for another thing. ”

"Yes. ”

"Ding Xiaomiao's matter. Lin still said very frankly, "She said that she owes you twenty-four thousand seven hundred and seventy-seven yuan." Is this true?"

"Yes. Liu Le felt a little strange in his heart, "This Ding Xiaomiao actually found Lin Yi's place." ”

Lin still said cautiously, "Have you been short of money lately? You can always come to me. She said this sincerely.

Liu Le thought to himself, there are still people who take the initiative to lend money to others.