"What kind of pig food are you making, why is it so unpalatable!" Zhao Liu was so angry that he picked up the bowl and took two more bites of cold food, and suddenly put the bowl upside down on the table, furious.

"......" The woman was silent, daring to be angry but not to speak. The face is also ugly.

The room fell silent, and the air of joy was gone.

After a long time, Zhao Liu looked at the woman angrily, paused, collected his emotions, and continued to talk about the opening of the Tianwangtang Noodle Restaurant: "Originally, there were still a few people in the courtyard who wanted to try a bowl, but after the Tie Fei Daoist finished eating the noodles, with his performance, he actually felt that the noodles were not delicious and not worth the price, so a bowl of noodles for six yuan only paid five yuan, and that Wuda didn't dare to ......shout with him."

"Oh......"

"In this way, the few people who want to try it will immediately stop moving, for fear of being fools."

As Zhao Liu spoke, he was speculating about the mystery in his heart, and finally couldn't help but say it, although he felt in his heart that it was impossible for anyone in this family to answer:

"However, there is a problem here, others have asked me, and I am also a little puzzled, that is, since the Tie Fei Dao Man obviously thinks that the bowl of noodles is not delicious at noon, in the evening, why do he have to run back to the Tianwang Hall, you know, the Tie Fei Dao Man almost never eats anything outside, he is so stubborn that he is desperate ......"

Yes, why would such a strange iron-clad Taoist who is always accustomed to staying in his lonely manor and refusing to come out to meet people, but would make an exception for a bowl of noodles?

At about the same time, this night, this question bothered many families who had been to Tiannodo during the day.

Everyone asks their wives and children and their mothers in their homes.

Zhao Liu's family, Wang Er's family, Zhang Xizi's family, Mr. Fan's family, and Mr. Fang's family......

Actually, they're not really asking, because—

The answer is already on the verge of coming out, in the throat of each of them-

"Ahh

Everyone shouted in unison, and finally figured it out in an instant, and at this moment the whole city reached a connection together: how can I forget, this Iron Gate Daoist also has a nickname, called Iron Rooster, he has always been harsh, and he is lonely, although he has a reputation, but he is also a person who is not easy to meet. —note 1

In addition to the Zhuangzi and the fields, his family still has a few barren gardens, which are for people to cultivate. However, the man refused to provide lodging, and did not want to work in his lonely house, and second, he only had enough food to provide, but there was no salary to speak of, so in the past three years, several workers had opened up land for him, but he was called upon to do it for a short time, but he could only give up......

Originally, there were people who were bored and good things and wanted to go to his house to see the woman who was hidden in the boudoir in the name of part-time work, and he was also ruined by his temper, and one or two early thoughts, and no one was willing to do his family work, so not only did the name of the Iron Gate Daoist become more and more substantial, but also fell into the title of an iron rooster......

It's easy to say this, it's not that the bowl of noodles in Wuda is not delicious, but that this iron rooster has always liked to deduct people privately......

So, the question arises again, what is the place where the bowl of noodles at Wuda attracts the Tiemen Daoist, and how delicious can it be?

Thinking of this, the scene of the seven or eight big men and the Iron Gate Daoist and the two children eating noodles vividly appeared in everyone's minds......

Let everyone savor it......

Eat a way, and those who wish to take the bait.

What is called hanging taste, this is called hanging taste.

People don't know the taste yet, but at least they have succeeded in spreading the topic of this bowl of noodles.

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Zhang's house.

Mrs. Yu sat on the brocade couch.

"Madam, I personally went to the Tianwang Hall at noon today...... Yu Tianci stood down and bowed down.

"How?"

"Other people's houses are open, business is prosperous, and the house is full of friends, this Wuzhi is the same today, from morning to night, there is no shortage of guests in the courtyard. However, except for the few poor men who were brought by Hanako, everyone else actually just went to watch the excitement......"

"Oh."

"I also saw Deng Xiaoyi, who signed a contract with Wuhan University...... He mixed in with the crowd like a thief, and after watching it for a while, he slipped away, because he saw that there was no business in the Wu compound, he was so happy that he was like a fool, and his face was folded several times......"

"Really?"

"Hmm. By the way, the old man Tie, who has never 'heard the world's affairs with both ears and only reads the books of sages', also went to ......"

"Iron Doorman? What is he going to do? Mrs. Yu sat up straight.

"It probably happened to pass...... In my opinion, he is a bit like he went to smash the field, a bowl of somen noodles costs six yuan, and he eats it, but he only pays five yuan. ”

"No?"

"No. Not to mention Mr. Tie, even Yu Chun, who often walks in the two divisions and three courtyards, he doesn't dare to offend. I saw that Yu Chun'er leaned over, and hid the knife in his smile to use some means and colors, then Wuda was instigated, and spent more than a dozen dollars to buy him three green fruits and a small bag of melon seeds, not only that, but Yu Chun'er also turned against the customer, and kept selling in his courtyard, speaking of which, Yu Chun'er's melon seed business is not much better than Wuda's noodle business......"

"So, today's biggest winner is Yu Chun'er?"

"yes. Everyone in the yard knocked melon seeds to watch the excitement, and in the end, Wu Da had to sweep the floor with his farts and fart, you said that the nest is not a nest......"

"Hmmm......"

"Since ancient times, horses have often been crazy x Han walking, beautiful women have long been with clumsy husbands, madam, you can rest assured, this martial arts, a straw bag, is a mouse carrying a gun - the nest is horizontal, he is not an eagle, he can't fly......"

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A night passes. The next day, the weather was still good. It was the third time the rooster crowed, and Wu Zhi got up to prepare, while imagining the prosperous scene of the threshold being broken.

After all, dreams are always there, and if they come true, they may come true, right, anyway, as long as they are doing, there is still a chance for dreams to shine into reality, so why not dream while doing them......

The sky began to light up little by little.

In the past, when he lived in modern times, Wu Zhike was rarely able to get up so early. In other words, even if you can get up so early, you generally don't have time to appreciate the slow but indeed ever-changing elegance of time before the sun rises in the early morning......

Only when you have completely emptied yourself as you are now, inhaled the fresh air before the light of day in your nostrils, and waited for the sun above your head to gradually rise, while looking at the Qinghe River shrouded in the morning mist, this kind of labor but natural mood is the most pleasant.

It feels like a good day is coming, and it's happening!