Chen Mengtian and Mo Zixuan, who left, didn't know that the three guys in Baorentang began to study unwarranted names because of a title.

At night, although the town is not as lively as during the day, there are many people who come out to hang out.

Looking at the sparse red lanterns all over the street, Chen Mengtian felt a little strange.

She followed behind Mo Zixuan and soon came to the wonton stall.

Coincidentally, this is the same wonton stand that she also liked to eat before.

"So that's it."

When Mo Zixuan heard her words, he nodded with a smile, "Yes, the master doesn't know, this wonton stall has been around for more than ten years, and I have been in this town for as long as I have eaten, it is very fragrant, with thin skin and big filling." ”

Chen Mengtian saw that he was drooling, and found a place where no one was there to sit down.

Even at night, there are two or three tables of people at the wonton stand.

Mo Zixuan did not sit down.

Instead, he said loudly to the man cooking wontons at the stall, "Brother Liu, come and have two bowls of wontons!" ”

"Alright!" The man's honest voice came.

This time, Chen Mengtian didn't see the hearty woman he saw that day.

Mo Zixuan put the food box in his hand on the table and sat opposite Chen Mengtian.

He opened his mouth and shouted: "Master, don't you know that this Brother Liu and Sister-in-law Liu's wonton stall is the hottest business on this street, and how many people come here."

Even the people in Luoyang City still came to buy their recipe, which is said to be the soup for cooking wontons, which was handed down from the ancestors. ”

Hearing Mo Zixuan being so enthusiastic, the master of the left and the right, Chen Mengtian smiled.

This guy shouted smoothly.

But when she listened, she felt a little weird.

After listening to what he said, she couldn't help but suggest: "Why don't you call me by my name, I always feel uncomfortable calling my master." ”

Mo Zixuan was still wearing an excited face, but because of her words, she couldn't help but become aggrieved.

"Master, do you regret this?"

Chen Mengtian waved his hand, "It's just that I've never been called like this, I'm not used to it, just call me by my name." ”

Calling Mo Zixuan by name is absolutely impossible.

Although he was lost and couldn't call the master, he got a promise from her that she didn't regret it, and this loss could be ignored.

I only heard him say: "Since the master is not suitable, I will still call you a girl in the future." ”

This time, Chen Mengtian did not refute.

Lao Liu, who was at the wonton stall, walked to the table of two people with two bowls of wontons and put the hot wontons in his hand on the table.

"The wontons are here, the son and the girl, please use them slowly."

"Brother Liu, why is he so polite today." Mo Zixuan said with a smile.

Lao Liu is not tall and not good-looking, but he looks very good when he smiles.

He glanced at Chen Mengtian with a smile, and then glanced at Mo Zixuan ambiguously.

laughed and scolded: "You kid, I'm not giving you a long face, you should also marry a daughter-in-law." ”

Mo Zixuan looked puzzled, not understanding how the topic had turned here.

Chen Mengtian heard this, and smiled quietly.

She brought the wontons on the table to herself, smelling the enticing aroma of the wontons, and her face was intoxicated.

Looking at the bowls of wontons with crystal clear skin and big filling, I only heard her say: "Bring me another bowl of wontons, this bowl is not enough to eat." ”

One sentence made Lao Liu dumbfounded.

His bowl of wontons is a big bowl, and adult men can eat half full.

This girl's is really edible.

For a while, Lao Liu looked at Mo Zixuan's gaze, and couldn't help but be full of sympathy.