Shunzi couldn't swallow and swallowed, spit and couldn't spit it out, his face was flushed, and he stared at his young master coughing.

The young master of his family glanced at the windowsill, in addition to peanuts, there was also a plate on it, and in the dish was a half-bitten green doughnut, next to it was a cup of milk tea, and it was steaming hot.

Junzi followed Lu Bin's line of sight, picked up his milk tea, and took a few sips. The young master just hurt him, saw that he was stuck, and signaled him not to be afraid, it doesn't matter, take a sip of tea and go down before talking.

Xiao Quanzi was behind Lu Pan, staring at the master the whole time, thinking: Master, aren't you resting? Why did you get here?

The guests sitting at the back tables looked back when they heard the movement, and immediately restrained the smiles on their faces and stood up one after another.

Slowly, the one in the middle and the back was also pulled back by someone who knew it, and it was also silenced.

There are a lot of generals here, even if they are not Lu Pan's subordinates, they know Lu Pan too well, not to mention that there is also a Shenji Battalion here, so it is really good for the top boss to see that he is here for a lunch break?

There were also a few tables where the sons of the family turned their heads to look, also stood up, nodded at Lu Pan and Lin Shouyang, and made an invitation gesture, wanting a table.

Only the guests in the first two rows of tables were not affected, especially the No. 1 table, Geng Liang was carrying a rice wine jug in his hand, pouring wine for the brothers, and letting the brothers drink.

Xiao Quanzi looked at Geng Liang's back and thought: Yes, in addition to Master, there is another one there. Deputy Lieutenant Geng is not good at home to accompany Lao Tzu Niang to prepare for the New Year, and he is not good to accompany his daughter-in-law who has not been in the door for a long time, so he came here.

Lu Pan waved his hand to the person who stood up, motioning for everyone to sit down, don't affect the storyteller in front of him.

Then he walked straight to the empty table in the last row.

Da Lang asked him, "Do you want to make a table?" ”

Lu Pan said: "It's okay, sit for a while and leave." ”

Xie Wenyuan and Lin Shouyang whispered: "We don't have this treatment here, just sit here." ”

That's right, this shop is a bit of a cow.

How many of them, no matter where they went before, they had to give a good place if they didn't have a place, right?

But Mrs. Ma Cake Xingxing Shop, if you don't set that set, it's useless for you to give a reward, according to the first come, first served.

To what extent?

There have been several sons, like Xie Wenyuan, who proposed to buy a book, anxious to read, it is faster to see than to listen, and Mrs. Ma dared to say no to people as soon as she closed her mouth.

And also told people that the storyteller is where he goes, and which volume we give, you can't help him.

The reply was choking.

But the son who walks in Fengtian City, who has a little doorway, knows who the real owner of this small building is, and on the day of its opening, it is impossible to know whether it is made or not.

This is not a restaurant like Yipinxuan, which can be difficult to do if you want to.

You can only ask, and if you don't give a reply, you will pull it down, what else can you do.

This is also a point that Mrs. Ma has recently realized.

She finally understood what it meant to work with Miss Lu San.

Just a few days ago, Mrs. Ma and Song Fuling sighed in private, which roughly means:

Ya, my grandmother understands now, making a small fuss, in the city, if you want to stand still, it's not easy to do a big job.

Even if you don't know this, no one else knows, it's useless.

Do we want to sell it alone? The red eyes can make your only one disappear.

Even if you have a lot of ideas to get customers, so what? You don't have to be a big family to make it difficult for you, just hire a few people to make trouble, it's enough to drink a pot, and you can't afford to go to the yamen like that.

Therefore, the milk is a troublemaker, and the backer is very important.

Miss Lu San doesn't need to go out of the store at all, and being famous is enough for us to borrow, but the Lu family is not that kind of family, and the male and female babies raised are all of noble character.

Only the kind of pot that is less than half a pot shaking around will be difficult for the people.

At that time, Mrs. Ma's words made Song Fuling feel the cruelty of the ancient class distinction again.

That day, Song Fuling was stimulated by her grandmother's words, and asked her father: "I don't know when I will be able to resume the scientific examination, Dad, you must take the test well when the time comes, even if you are fifty, you have to fight for a future and change the court." ”

Song Fusheng was startled, turned his head and secretly comforted himself: It's okay, it's okay, I won't be able to take the scientific examination for a while.

Junko found that she had no room to please herself, and Da Lang and Da Fuba served all kinds of snacks and small pastries like a flowing water mat. I almost served soup and rice, but the young master stopped me and said that he had eaten it.

And the apprentice Xiao Quanzi was waiting on the side, rushing to hand the young master a hot handkerchief to wipe his hands.

Junko thought about it for a while, and then slipped to the front row.

Without affecting the storyteller's play, he slowed down his movements, tried not to make a sound, and pushed the boss's sand table cart away.

Geng Liang and the others who sat at the front table were still wondering, and Junzi took the opportunity to squeeze at Geng Liang and gestured to look behind him.

Geng Liang looked back with a rice wine glass, looked around, and looked at the last row of people: "Cough, cough." After coughing, his mouth didn't move, but there was a voice, reminding a few friends: "It's coming." ”

And Lu Pan was looking interested at this time, leaning back in the chair, looking at the storyteller with his hands still on his chest, in fact, he didn't understand much about what he listened to.

However, when Junzi pushed the sand table cart over, Lu Pan immediately sat up straight, looked at the sand table and frowned.

Lin Shouyang's face, he knew that he would have such an expression.

Xie Wenyuan said with a smile: "I said what is wrong with your generals, this is a fantasy book, and the opening chapter is about the background." Do you know what fantasy is? ”

Actually, he didn't know very well.

But he couldn't stop him from listening to it better, stood up, pointed to Lu Pan with the fan in his hand, and said teasingly:

"Do you see this fake river, it's called the English Channel, this side is called Miqi Country, and that side is called Fa, and there is this river between them.

So the Eagle Kingdom is now occupying here, and if you want to go further, you need to cross the sea, do you know how to cross the sea in this book?

Airplane, a kind of airplane like a big bird, people can sit on it and go up to the sky, and when they fall together, they still have tinnitus, we look up at the clouds in the sky, and the big bird machine flies on it, and you can grab a handful of clouds with your hand.

This is the heavens, you can still enter the ground, you like the Eagle Kingdom want to cross this strait and fly over, you have to fall, you have to carry a big oil-paper umbrella on your back, you don't usually need to be able to fold the umbrella into a bag, from the sky, so high and down, jump down and do nothing......"

Lin Shouyang interrupted: "It's not that there is nothing, Li Tianba just hung on the tree...... Forget it, Minrui, don't listen to our sentences, you have to listen from the beginning, you won't understand the next chapter. It began with what he said about airplanes, iron cars, analysis weapons, and the background of several countries at that time. This book is very interesting.,There's a kind of factory.,This side of production.,So assemble.,Anyway, I promise you'll be interested.。 ”

Lu Pan thought to himself: It's a myth, you can fly so high, jump down and not fall to your death, you will soar through the clouds.

Don't talk to him just yet.

He wanted to see how this thing was done.

The river is like a river, the trees are like trees, and there are deserts and snow.

Lu Pan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Shunzi.

Junko immediately leaned over and found that the young master was annoyed that he was close, and he should have thought that he didn't understand the eyes.

Junko thought to herself:

Young master, I understand, don't you just want to ask who did it? You'll have to let me take a step to speak.

It's Poria girl, hee-hee.