"Yes, old man."

Wu Zhi immediately started below.

It turned out that in the past, farmers worked every day at sunrise and rested at sunset, so once they got off the field or worked, they only ate two meals a day, morning and evening, one when they went out, and one when they went home, and the noon meal was free.

If you can't bear it, you can bring some dry food to satisfy your hunger, or drink some water.

Although the Tie Fei Dao people are a rich household, they do not lack anything, but they still retain the eating habits of those poor peasants, and they only eat breakfast and dinner a day, all of which are made by Lanxiang at home.

It seems that the Tiejie Daoist may not have much expectation for Wuzhi's bowl of noodles. As long as he comes, though.

Soon, Wu Zhi served a bowl of noodles on the table of the Iron Daoist.

Before the Iron Gate Daoist had time to eat, two and a half children suddenly appeared out of nowhere, one was older, eleven or twelve years old, chubby, but quite tall, and the other was younger, seven or eight years old, relatively thin, a little short, and the two stood together in terms of stature, it was simply a world of difference, as if they were from two different dimensions......

The two children were a few steps away from the Iron Gater's table, and they talked to themselves.

"Wow, this bowl of noodles looks very delicious...... the fat boy said.

"yes, brother, I think so too...... "The skinny boy said.

"I want to eat ......," the fat boy swallowed.

"yes, I really want to eat ......," the skinny kid swallowed as well.

The two children laughed, you look at me, I look at you.

"Woo, woo......" The fat child's mouth made a noodle eating motion, making a noodle eating sound.

"Silk, silk ......" The thin child's mouth also made a noodle eating motion, making a noodle eating sound.

Both children are very cute.

Wu Zhi walked over, touched the thin child's head, and said with a smile: "Little friend, do you want to eat noodles?" ”

"Wow, wow, wow......" The fat boy hurriedly replied.

"Okay, you guys wait a minute, the noodles will be ready soon." Wu Zhidao.

"Hey, brother, you forgot, we don't have the money......" The thin boy whispered to the fat boy.

"Yes, I forgot about this, I'm sorry, we won't eat ......" The fat boy smiled embarrassedly, and waved his hand to Wu Zhi again and again.

Wu Zhi had already begun to be below, and at the same time shouted to everyone: "Everyone, please give these two little brothers a seat......

"Uncle, what is this?" The fat boy pointed to the small bottle of red oil and spicy pepper placed on the table of the Iron Daoist and asked Wu Zhidao.

"It's a seasoning called chili oil, and when you add it to the noodles, it will have a spicy taste!"

"What happens when you eat it in your mouth?"

"What?"

"I said, what happens if we add that to the noodles and eat it in our mouth?"

"Oh! It's going to be so cool that you want to scream! Wu Zhi teased them.

Soon, the noodles were ready, but no one had made room for the two children. It was a different scene when the Iron Gate Daoist came just now, but at this moment it is a different situation, which shows that these adults don't regard the two children as the same thing at all......

Wu Zhi was not polite, he directly picked up a table next to the Tie Fei Dao people's table, put two bowls of noodles on the table, and then waved his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and the few people around the table hesitated, and then finally reluctantly moved and gave up two positions.

The two children squeezed in, sat down face to face, you have a chopstick, I have a chopstick, you have a word, I have a word, laughing and laughing, and they eat noodles happily.

"Mm-hmm, this noodle is delicious!" The fat brother said.

"Yes, it's much better than the pork noodles on Xiaobei Street......" replied the thin brother.

"Brother, that's not called noodles, that's called soup cakes......" the fat brother corrected.

"Yes, that soup cake is not delicious, squeezed into a lump of ......" The thin brother emphasized: "The meat is okay, this noodle is even more delicious than that meat......"

"Brother, I think it's even more delicious than the shrimp noodles on West Street...... "What do you think?" ”

"Yes, I also think it's better than the shrimp noodles on West Street!"

The two were full of praise.

"The soup is fresher than that, brother, don't believe it, you can try the soup after drinking!"

"Okay." The thin younger brother picked up the big sea bowl, and there was a special sense of joy in the picture, and he took a sip of the soup: "Wow, brother, it's so hot, but it's really delicious......"

"yes, brother, I didn't lie to you......"

"Yes, brother, this green dish is also very ......"

"Brother, should we add some red oil or something......

"I don't dare ......"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Wu Zhi handed over the red oil and spicy seeds: "You can't add more, one person and one point, otherwise it will be so spicy that it will be like a fire in your mouth, understand?" ”

"Understood." The fat brother was full of expectations for the red oil and spicy seeds, and he may not really understand the explanation in his mouth, so he first added a small spoon to his bowl, and then added "a little bit" to the thin brother.

"Brother, you are too young, you can only add such a little ......"

"You're only a little bit!"

The two brothers laughed, watched the red chili oil melt in the noodle soup, and then continued to eat the noodles with chopsticks and chopsticks.

"Wow, that's so spicy?" The fat brother cried out, his brows furrowed.

"Brother, it's so spicy, it's so spicy, I'm ......" The thin brother stammered for a while, remembering Wuzhi's words: "It's so spicy that my mouth is on fire......"

"yes, it's like it's on fire......"

"What should I do, brother? Silk, silk—"

"Silk-" The two of them unconsciously blew cold air: "Brother, drink soup!" ”

"The soup is so spicy!" The younger brother picked up the huge sea bowl with two small hands, and tried a big bite a long time ago, but it was useless. The chili oil melted into the noodle soup, and I couldn't help but exclaim:

"Brother, this fire extinguishing method doesn't work!"

Hahaha, the onlookers all laughed.

These two innocent children are a word to me, not to mention how funny they are, and the facial expressions of the two of them are rich, and they look very good, although the big one is fatter, but there is that kind of joy like Hao Shaowen, although the small one is a little smaller, but it looks cute and cute, and it is clearly a charming little Zhengtai.

The natural cuteness and natural stupidity of the two people amused everyone.

Wu Zhi quite liked the two of them, and when he saw them at first sight, he felt that he was in love, so he laughed and hurriedly asked to change some non-spicy noodle soup for the two of them into the bowl, but they were rejected by the two children, and the two sat for a while, cheered each other on, and continued to eat.

"Brother, do you think that although spicy is spicy, it is still delicious, right?" The fat brother asked the younger brother in a consultative tone.

"Yes." The younger brother nodded vigorously in affirmation.

"We add our own chili peppers, and we have to eat them even when we are on our knees, right?"

"Yes."

"Together?"

"Well, together."

"Let's eat."

"Okay."

"I'm going to take the last name!"

"No, the last name is mine!"

The two of them actually fought for the last place. It's a real surprise.