The old mother was also stunned on the side, she only heard Xiao Bisheng shout just now, and then the motorcycle tricycle shot out like a bullet, and a good truckload of goods was all buckled on the ground, like tofu and eggs and the like were shattered to the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Dad, what are you doing with such a big throttle, you see it's good, it's all down!" Xiao Han took the lead and hurriedly put the responsibility on Dad.

Xiao Bisheng's old face twitched, and his mouth was dry: "I... I don't remember adding much throttle!"

But how can my mother listen to this, she has always been diligent and thrifty, she saw that she was completely blind when she saw the vegetables and eggs, and she felt the pain in her heart, and she ran up to Han Bisheng is scolding with her head and face.

Xiao Han was very embarrassed to watch from the sidelines, but he could only blame his father for this, and reason told him that he couldn't say anything about the monster truck.

There is no way, so far, Xiao Bisheng has to purchase again.

Xiao Han returned to the kitchen and looked at the hundreds of catties of pork, feeling a little excited.

After eating it, it has divine power, is this still pork, it is simply divine pork!

Ha ha...

"Leave the rest alone, let's talk about the next piece. ”

Not to mention the magical effect of pork's power-amplification, but the delicacy is unforgettable, and Xiao Han naturally has to feast on it now.

However, Xiao Han had just cut off a piece of pork and hadn't finished it yet, when Han Ling walked in.

"The stinky boy knows how to eat secretly, go cook a bowl of noodles, there are customers in the store. ”

"Didn't you say you wouldn't open today?" Xiao Han complained.

"If you don't open it, you drink the northwest wind, you ruined so many ingredients today, of course you have to make some money to make up for the loss. Han Ling said while choosing the dish.

There was no way, Xiao Han had no choice but to make noodles and start cooking noodles. Eat pork, that's more about that later.

The children of the poor are in charge of the family early, in the past, when the father drove a heavy truck to run the freight, the mother often pressed the car, and Xiao Han often made his own lunch, and Xiao Han had already made some home-cooked food.

In just ten minutes, the noodles were already cooked, and Xiao Han began to fish the noodles. At this time, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and Xiao Han looked down.

It's fat!

"Xiao Han, come out quickly, go to the old place, I have something important to tell you. The fat man's voice was a little eager.

Xiao Han couldn't help frowning, it seemed that something was wrong.

"Mom, the noodles are cooked, I'll put them in the bowl, you can serve them to the guests! I still have something to do, I'll leave first, don't wait for me to come back for dinner." Xiao Han picked up his coat and hurriedly walked out.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry, the meat hasn't been cooked yet? ”

The words were not finished yet, but Xiao Han had already gone away.

Han Ling sighed, her son is really unreliable, she knows that she is fooling around outside and doesn't care about her family's career at all.

Han Ling sighed helplessly as she was about to take the pork from the refrigerator, but at this time Han Ling noticed that there was a piece of pork on the board, which was a good idea.

After only a while, after Han Ling washed the dishes, she went to the pot to scoop up the cooked meat and put it in the noodles, add condiments, sprinkle some shredded green onions, and a simple bowl of beef noodles was ready, and Han Ling hurriedly served it to the guests.

"Today's pork noodles are extraordinarily fragrant!" Han Ling said to herself with a smile.

It's still early, and there are still few people in the restaurant, only two tables are occupied.

At the table by the window was a tall man, who was not fierce, but looked a little honest. It's just that there are some bruises on his face, as if he has been beaten.

His name is Li Chunjiang, and he is a sparring partner at the nearby Extreme Martial Arts Hall, and he is usually responsible for accompanying the children of those rich families in boxing. In his line of work, if it sounds good, it is called sparring, and if it is ugly, it is called sandbag.

Today, a powerful student came to the headquarters of Beicheng, who is said to have entered the Boxing Association, and has also participated in several boxing competitions held by the Boxing Association, and has achieved good results. This kind of talent in the town hall is a treasure in the martial arts hall, the gold medal coach of the martial arts hall is with him, and he has a fight with him in the morning, and a hook is copied on his face, and now it is still hot and painful.

"Hey, if only I had half his strength. Li Chunjiang sighed with envy, and waited for the boss to make a note.

"Boss, aren't you okay?" Li Chunjiang urged.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

"My son cooks it himself, let me tell you, our family belongs to my son when it comes to the craft of cooking noodles. Tepid, the noodles are chewy and silky on the palate. Han Ling praised the noodles in the bowl like a flower.

The regular customers at the other table snickered, this proprietress is a lady, what kind of dish, whether it is good or bad, it is pork stewed cabbage, and he has to say the flowers in his mouth, as if the dishes in their store are better than those at other people's homes.

But everyone who has eaten it knows that the price of this shop is a little more affordable, and in terms of taste, it is almost the same as those small stalls and shops on the street.

Li Chunjiang smiled sarcastically, now these merchants know that they are boasting, and he naturally won't believe what Xiao Han's mother said. He picked up the chopsticks and snorted: "Look at what you said, I thought you were really making noodles made by a star-rated hotel." ”

The sarcasm in the words is self-evident.

"Don't believe it, in fact, what a five-star three-star one, their noodles are not necessarily better than those made in our small restaurant. We grind our noodles ourselves, and the pork is absolutely fresh. You smell it, isn't it more fragrant than other stores. Han Ling is still selling melons in Wang Po, boasting about herself.

Li Chunjiang's nose moved, hey, really, don't say it, it's quite fragrant.

The guest at the next table also looked over, and he also smelled the aroma.

"Yes, our Xiao family restaurant is good and cheap, it's right to come here to eat!" Han Ling looked proud.

Li Chunjiang picked up the chopsticks and began to eat.

The hot noodles were put to their mouths and blown vigorously, and the hot air came out. Then, the noodles were put in his mouth and tasted slowly, he wanted to taste what was so brilliant about the noodles that this aunt praised to the sky.

The diners at the table next to him also looked at him with interest, whether it was delicious or not, just look at their expressions.

He is a diner here, and he has also eaten pork noodles here, which are ordinary and have no highlights. It's just that this time when he saw the proprietress blowing it, he was a little skeptical, could it be that the noodles made by his son were really different?

"Suck and suck"

The noodles were in his stomach, and Li Chunjiang chewed them.

"How's it going?" the diner on the side couldn't help but ask.

After a while, Li Chunjiang swallowed the noodles, and then smiled: "To be honest, this noodles are indeed a little more tenacious than those on the vendors outside, but they are only worth eight yuan, which is still several grades worse than star-rated hotels." ”

Li Chunjiang poured a basin of cold water on Xiao Han's mother, but he sneered in his heart. A street shop is also a street shop, the cost is there, and it is embarrassing to compare with a star-rated hotel?

Li Chunjiang smiled disdainfully, sandwiched the fast meat, and was ready to eat this meal and never come to this store again, the boss knew that he was nitpicky and had no sincerity.

The diners on the side also laughed a few times when they heard this evaluation. Sure enough, it's still the proprietress who is talking nonsense. Also, how delicious can the pork noodles be for eight yuan?

However, just as the diner sneered, Li Chunjiang was stunned, his hand holding the chopsticks paused, and only the deliciousness of the meat exploded on his taste buds.

It's so delicious.

It's so delicious that I cry!

After a few seconds of delay, Li Chunjiang was like a hungry wolf, his eyes were shining, his head was buried directly in the bowl, and the noodles and meat pieces were all in his stomach. The noodles are soft and silky, the meat is delicious and plump, and when you bite it, you suddenly feel a warm current rushing straight to your lungs, and even the bruises on your face go down, and you can no longer feel the slightest pain.

In the blink of an eye, the big bowl of beef noodles has bottomed out.

Under the comfort, Li Chunjiang breathed a long sigh of relief, and suddenly breathed like an orchid, and the aroma gushed out. The smell of the nose is full of aroma!

"Boss, another bowl, your son will make it. Li Chunjiang shouted, he was in a hurry to eat just now, and his black face had turned red at this moment.

The diners on the side were stunned for a moment, and the dishes in their hands fell into their arms, looking at Li Chunjiang's expression of enjoyment, and said stupidly: "No.. Isn't it worth eight dollars? Now you feel like you're worth eighty. ”

Han Ling was also a little surprised, just like the big man said before, even if this noodle is more gluten than the street stall, but the cost is here, it shouldn't be too delicious, but today this big man seems to have a big reaction...

Han Ling was also a little worried in her heart.

"Hostess, bring me a bowl too. ”

The diners on the side were also obviously aroused by their appetites, and even asked for a bowl.

"Uncle Wang, you've eaten three steamed buns. Why do you want to?" Han Ling smiled bitterly.

"As long as it's delicious, don't be afraid to eat it!" Uncle Wang laughed.

"Well, my son is out. Sorry, both. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it today. Han Ling apologized.

"Boss, don't do that. I apologize, don't hold a grudge, just bring me another bowl!" Li Chunjiang thought that the boss was angry with him, after all, what he said just now was really unpleasant.

"How can I be, I'm not angry, my son is really not here. ”

"Boss, otherwise, thirty, I'll give you thirty, and you can ask your son to bring me another bowl. ”

"But..."Han Ling was very helpless.

"Fifty!" Li Chunjiang added another twenty.

Fifty?

When Han Ling heard this, her heart trembled. The most expensive dish in their shop is only 391 plates of boiled fish.

This Nima is fifty years old with a bowl of noodles, which makes Han Ling, who has never seen the world, moved.

"Okay, I'll call my son right away and ask him to come back. ”

I really don't know, what Xiao Han would think if he knew that his mother would sell her son for fifty yuan.