Regarding the location of Zhangjia Noodle Restaurant, Zhang Zhen's brain, which doesn't know much about business, really took a lot of thought. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoTongping Street is a fireworks alley, except for the bright red lanterns hanging in front of the street, there are some big restaurants. There is no shortage of silver in the pockets of diners, and it is natural to open a store how to look expensive.

Zhang Zhen did the opposite and opened a low-cost noodle restaurant here. Because he thinks that there is no shortage of big fish and meat in the embroidery building, for a person who has been in the boudoir all night, he may not have any appetite when he gets up the next day to put Handan's roast duck and Longjiang's sea bass in front of him. It's not as flattering as some warm and plain ones, like a bowl of rice porridge and a few buns, or a bowl of noodles.

Zhang Zhen's idea was quickly confirmed, and his business was so good that those big restaurants with shiny signboards were jealous, and as soon as the store door opened, the customers were pouring in, and he didn't even make money at the beginning of the operation.

And now, these few days are the worst time for the business of Zhangjia Noodle Restaurant since it opened, so Li Gongzi, who has nothing to do and likes to drag two sentences, said that it is a door and a moss. There is no need to deliberately inquire about any rumors, Zhang Zhen also knows that it must be Fan Meng's reason.

There are no hooligans guarding the door, and there are no ruffians harassing diners, Fan Meng doesn't need these indiscriminate means to buy and sell, as long as he speaks, basically no one in Tongyu City will take care of Zhang Zhen's business, which is better than Wu Zhixian's order arrows.

Not only that, Chen Buwen has been recuperating from his injuries recently, and the helpers in the store either have stomach aches or headaches, or the daughter-in-law of the second uncle has just given birth to a big fat boy to take care of. Rao is heart was bitter, and Zhang Zhen almost laughed out loud when he heard the last reason. The helper who came up with this excuse was an old man, Zhang Zhen really couldn't think that his second uncle's daughter-in-law had a relationship with him with half a copper plate, if it really had a relationship, Zhang Zhen had no doubt that his second uncle would blush and break his third leg with a thick neck.

But Zhang Zhen still agreed to his request to resign, what if he didn't agree.

Only the fat chef is left in the shop, and he will come to the noodle restaurant every day as usual to buy vegetables and noodles, even if there is not a single diner. Zhang Zhen hesitated a few times, and finally said that when he asked him to go back and rest and pay his salary, this fat man who had always been afraid of things said something a little excitedly.

"Shopkeeper, you're a good person, it's not kind to do this."

Zhang Zhen didn't say anything more, but gave him a bow with respect.

On this day, when Zhang Zhen was lying on the counter and snorting his teeth, a customer came to the store unexpectedly, and without saying a word when he entered the door, he went straight to find a window seat in the back row and sat down, and then looked around coldly with his chin high.

Looking at this indistinguishable, handsome and cold face, Zhang Zhen was slightly surprised. hesitated for a moment, but still touched his nose and went over to say hello, after all, there was no one to run the hall, he had to come in person.

"I don't think you're a noodle person." Zhang Zhen walked over and said, his tone was quite kind. Although the first meeting between the two was very unpleasant, she did help herself in Xue Qi's matter.

"In your impression? Hum! That's right, a person who opened a noodle restaurant so shabbyly, the impression is not accurate. Wu Xiaoran was proud of his usual arrogance, the corners of his mouth turned to the side, and his tone was cold to the north wind of Layue.

"And what would you like to eat? You don't come to my store to scratch me just to say a few cool words, do you? Zhang Zhen said helplessly.

Wu Xiaoran's face softened slightly: "Do you know how to make lo mein?" ”

"Yes. Wait a minute, the noodles will be ready immediately. ”

When Zhang Zhen came to the back kitchen, the fat cook was sitting on the chair with his face up and napping, and when he heard that business came to the door, his fat face was happy like a blooming chrysanthemum, and he vowed to use up what he had learned all his life while blushing and making a face.

The fat cook surrendered his identity and did the errand of returning to the shop, and personally served the noodles to Wu Xiaoran, but Wu Xiaoran just watched but did not move the chopsticks. The fat cook looked at Zhang Zhen with some embarrassment, Zhang Zhen didn't know why, and he was afraid of offending the moody cold-faced Bodhisattva in front of him, so he quietly waved his hand at the bottom of his sleeve to signal him to leave.

The fat cook looked at Wu Xiaoran again, not knowing whether he was dissatisfied that his elaborate craftsmanship had not been tasted and praised, or whether he wanted to distinguish whether this cold and handsome diner was a man or a woman, anyway, he finally muttered back to the back kitchen.

"Unappetizing?" Zhang Zhen pulled out the chair opposite Wu Xiaoran and sat down.

"You're blessed." Wu Xiaoran stared at the lo noodles in front of him, and said a sentence without a head.

"You mean I'm glad my business is yellow?" Zhang Zhen smiled bitterly, a little self-deprecating.

Wu Xiaoran lowered his head, sniffed lightly on the noodle bowl, and then closed his eyes, as if he was reminiscing. Although Zhang Zhen agrees with the fat cook's craftsmanship, it seems that it is still a little too much to treat a bowl of noodles with this specification, it is just a bowl of noodles after all.

After a while, Wu Xiaoran spoke, still looking at the bowl of noodles: "Xue Qi works as a maid in my own courtyard, she is very diligent, she is willing to do any dirty work, no matter who supports her, she listens." She didn't ask anything or say anything in front of me, but as long as I wasn't blind, I could understand her eyes, she was worried about you, and I saw her crying secretly. There's such a good girl who likes you, you...... Really blessed. ”

Zhang Zhen's heart trembled, his mouth opened, and he didn't speak.

Wu Xiaoran continued: "I also know a woman like her, who works hard for a man, for him to study, for him to take the test, and to take his children. She suffered so much and was so tired, but she didn't complain a word, and only in the middle of the night did she hide from people and cry secretly. Speaking of this, her face turned a little colder, and there was irony in her tone: "What about the result? The man was out of business, but in turn he disliked this woman for being vulgar and difficult to get into the elegant hall, so he casually found a reason to give her a break. ”

"And then? The woman's ...... How's it going? Zhang Zhen asked softly. Looking at Wu Xiaoran's expression, Zhang Zhen intuitively felt that this story had something to do with her.

Wu Xiaoran suddenly raised her head and laughed, laughing a little hysterically and neuroticly, fortunately there were no other customers in the store, otherwise her flamboyant and sad laughter was destined to make the hall look sideways.

"How's it going? How's it going! What else can a woman, a lonely and helpless woman who regards that man as heaven and sacrifices everything for him, but is in turn divorced by him? A tree, a twine...... The hemp rope is the hemp rope she uses to draw water on weekdays, and she groped in her hand countless times, but she didn't expect it to hang around her neck in the end. ”

Wu Xiaoran lowered his head again to look at the bowl of lo mein, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his cheek, and without waiting for Zhang Zhen to ask, he continued, his voice became low: "That woman is my mother, and when she was alive, she often made lo noodles for me. A bowl of noodles soaked in the soup for a while can be eaten all day long, and the taste is ...... It's definitely not as good as this bowl. ”

"Why are you telling me this?" Zhang Zhen asked softly.

Wu Xiaoran looked at Zhang Zhen deeply: "I came to see if you are dead, if you are not dead, I will report Xue Qi's safety." If you can't die in the future, I hope you will remember this girl's goodness, treat her well, and don't learn from the brute I said. ”

"You hate your father?" Zhang Zhen said.

Wu Xiaoran's face suddenly became terrifying, and terrible didn't seem to be suitable for describing a girl's look, but Zhang Zhen thought of such a word. Compared with Fan Meng's fierceness when his eyes were raised, as if he was going to choose someone to devour, Wu Xiaoran's face was more resentful that made people palpitate.

"Shouldn't I hate him?"

Zhang Zhen didn't speak again.

Wu Xiaoran stood up, threw a few copper coins on the table, regained a look of rejection thousands of miles away on his face, and said coldly: "I just came to see, I have something to say to Xue Qi when I go back." And also...... Thank you for your face. After saying that, she glanced at the bowl of lo mein on the table that had not been touched at all, and prepared to leave.

Walking to the door of the store, Wu Xiaoran suddenly stopped, took a step back, and looked grim.

Zhang Zhen noticed something, got up and walked to Wu Xiaoran's side, looked out, and his brows immediately furrowed.

The cat has limited patience to play with rats, and the net is coming.

Fan Meng, Dongzi, and a few other minions.

Wu Xiaoran blocked the door of the store and said coldly: "Fan Meng, what are you doing here!" ”

Fan Meng looked at Wu Xiaoran, grinned and said to Zhang Zhen: "Yo! Boss Zhang, it's okay to mix! A few days ago, I found Zhao Lei's kid, and now it's Miss Wu, and after a while, is the county order going to come and sit in person? As he spoke, he pushed Wu Xiaoran away and was about to walk inside.

Wu Xiaoran was pushed by Fan Meng, and his face suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "You are bold!" ”

Fan Meng turned his head, snorted, glared at Wu Xiaoran and shouted, "Even if you call your scumbag father, he doesn't dare to talk to me like this." You are a little girl, no matter how presumptuous you are, don't blame Lao Tzu for turning his face! ”

Wu Xiaoran's chest rose and fell violently, and his hands were already clenched into fists.

Zhang Zhen pulled Wu Xiaoran's sleeve and said softly: "This is my business, let me come." After that, he arched his hand towards Fan Meng and said, "Second Master Fan is here this time, what do you want, please give me a way." ”

Fan Meng didn't answer immediately, walked into the store and looked around lazily, and immediately a minion pulled a bench, Fan Meng sat down, then raised his head, looked at Zhang Zhen, and asked knowingly: "How is Boss Zhang's business lately?" ”

The hustle and bustle of the guest, the identity immediately changed, and the tone and gesture seemed as if he was the owner of this shop.

Zhang Zhen replied honestly as if he was meeting his boss: "Not good." ”

Fan Meng laughed, very proud, and said, "If you offend me, you won't have to do your business in the future." ”

Zhang Zhen said: "How about I give this shop to the second master?" ”

"Huh?" Fan Meng was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Zhang Zhen to say this. He turned his gaze around Zhang Zhen's face twice, trying to see what was coming, but Zhang Zhen's expression was calm, without a trace of resentment and unwillingness.

Zhang Zhen said: "Second master, you also said, anyway, this store can't be opened in my hands, it's better to give it to the second master as a personal favor, just ask the second master not to embarrass me again." ”

He didn't say this on the spur of the moment, he had this intention after thinking about it for a long time since he returned to his lodgings that day. Tongyu City is not his hometown, and there are not many places worth nostalgic, if the business is not good, change places. The only one who was concerned was Xue Qi, and if she wanted to, he would take her and leave.

Fan Meng hesitated, looked left and right, and Dongzi leaned over gloomily and said, "Cousin, don't believe him, there are ghosts here." ”

Fan Meng looked at Zhang Zhen again, with thoughts and doubts in his expression.

Zhang Zhen arched his hand and said: "Second master, the cause of the whole thing is a misunderstanding, I just didn't know the identity of that brother to have a conflict, and I never meant to offend the second master." That day, the second master was angry, and it was normal for people to be angry, and now after a few days, the anger should have disappeared a lot. I'm lonely, just a life in a store, this store can earn some pocket money, I'm giving it to the second master now, as for my life, the second master just took it, and it's not good for you. ”

Fan Meng frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and scratched his big face full of beard, seemingly agreeing with Zhang Zhen's statement. He was just about to say yes, when Dongzi next to him suddenly reached out and grabbed him and whispered in his ear.

After Dongzi finished speaking, Fan Meng leaned to the side, squinted at Dongzi, and had a doubt, Dongzi nodded.

Fan Meng raised his head and said, "Boss Zhang, my brother has to say that you are a trained person, and I want to fight with you." He thought for a moment, and then said, "Since there is a fight, you have to have some color." In this way, if you can win against my brother, you can continue to do the noodle shop business, if you lose...... It's up to my brother to show mercy to his subordinates. ”

Hearing that there was going to be a fight, the minions behind Fan Meng made a noise.

Zhang Zhen shook his head and said seriously: "I don't fight, I don't fight." ”

Fan Meng laughed, suddenly glared again, and changed his fierce face: "This can't help you!" ”

"I'll fight for him." Wu Xiaoran, who was standing aside, suddenly spoke.

"Oh? You? Fan Meng looked at Wu Xiaoran with interest, rubbed his two thick palms together on his chest, his expression became playful, and said, "You can fight for him if you want!" But...... The stakes have to be changed. If you want to win, I will write off the account with this kid, but are you going to lose......" Fan Meng's eyes swept over Wu Xiaoran's rather large chest, and the meaning was self-evident.

"I'll go to bed with you if you lose." Wu Xiaoran said coldly.

"Good! Lao Tzu likes cheerful women! Fan Meng slapped his face, grinned and smiled: "Peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic!" Wu County's baby girl, it's exciting to think about it! Dongzi, you play tricks on her. ”

"Oh-" The bet changed, and the enthusiasm of several minions suddenly increased a little.

"Miss Wu, I appreciate your kindness, this is my business, please don't interfere." Zhang Zhen grabbed Wu Xiaoran's sleeve and said.

Wu Xiaoran ignored it, shook off Zhang Zhen with a flick of his sleeve, kicked away a few stools, walked straight to the center of the noodle restaurant, stretched out his index finger and hooked it towards Dongzi, and said coldly: "Come on." ”

Fan Meng grabbed Dongzi's shoulder and patted it: "Brother, it's up to you, pay attention to proportionality when you start, if you break an arm and a leg, it disturbs Lao Tzu's interest, and Lao Tzu can't spare you." ”

Dongzi nodded without saying a word, pulled out a short sword pinned to his back and put it on the table, and walked to the empty space cleared in the center of the noodle restaurant.

The gambling fight is about to begin, and a few minions are cheering again.

Wu Xiaoran looked at Dongzi coldly, reached out and untied the outer robe and threw it aside, revealing a black silk suit, which outlined her waist and chest more and more prominently.

Compared with the slender and quiet ladies who practice martial arts, the girls who practice martial arts are more difficult to control and are more likely to arouse men's desire to conquer. Fan Meng swallowed his saliva, staring at Wu Xiaoran's eyes and shining, her father who was the county order, he didn't want to provoke, but it didn't mean that he didn't dare.