Chu Xiangjun was curious about why Xiahou Qin was looking for him, and on the other end of the phone, Xiahou Qin actually said in a calm voice: "It's okay." ”

Chu Xiangjun: "......"

Then what are you calling for, do you think you can't use up your phone bill?

After a pause, Xiahou Qin said, "The lettuce salad you made is delicious." ”

"Oh!" Chu Xiangjun said subconsciously, and as soon as the words came out, he regretted dying of death.

I completely ended the chat, and sure enough, on the other end of the phone, Xia Houqin didn't speak.

atmosphere, silence again.

This feeling is really terrible, obviously that night, the two of them have already known each other, but now, they can't find the slightest common topic.

"Then I'm hanging?"

Chu Xiangjun was the first to break the silence, and on the other end of the phone, there was a soft "um", Chu Xiangjun listened, and his mood became even more irritable, so he hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Xiangjun suddenly reacted to something.

"Just now he said my lettuce salad was delicious?"

In other words, Xiahou Qin tried the lettuce salad he made, but after the game, the mung bean crisps in those lettuce salads were no longer crispy, so how delicious could they be.

"Who?"

Long Yao's sudden voice startled Chu Xiangjun, and when he turned around, he saw Long Yao carrying a large bag of lettuce in his hand.

"What are these lettuces?" Chu Xiangjun didn't answer Long Yao, but asked.

When Long Yao heard this, he replied with a smile: "Granny Tang said that I gave you a thank you gift, but don't worry, Young Master Ben has already paid the bill." ”

Hearing Long Yao say this, a trace of doubt flashed in Chu Xiangjun's eyes.

This kid knows himself quite well, who knows Long Yao's next sentence made Chu Xiangjun stumble and almost fall.

"Isn't it warm?"

Chu Xiangjun: "......" Nuan Nan is an evaluation given to you by others, not a title given to you by yourself.

Boy, is your skin as thick as the city wall?

After being busy for several days, Chu Xiangjun finally let Fu Shulan's pancake and fruit stall operate normally.

In order to let others not have preconceived concepts, Chu Xiangjun deliberately moved Fu Shulan's stall from a snack street to the door of a middle school.

Although there is no fixed stall and there is a guerrilla war with the chengguan, but here, Chu Xiangjun's stall is brand new, and everyone will accept the brand new taste made by Chu Xiangjun, rather than thinking that their stall is still selling the old taste made by Fu Shulan.

At five or six o'clock in the evening, the gate of the middle school opened, and the middle school students came out of it one after another to forage for food.

The doorman dutifully checked the blue day student card hanging on the chest of the day student at the door (the boarding student is yellow. Students have two hours for dinner, and after dinner, they have to go back to study in the evening, so unless their home is next to the school, they usually choose to solve the problem at a roadside stall or restaurant outside the school.

At this time, the vendors are the busiest.

Chu Xiangjun's stall is even more in full swing and extremely busy.

"Boss, five pancakes, take them away, hurry up. ”

"I want ten, hurry up. ”

"Hey, do you also bring food to the boarding students?"

"yes, who let the boarding students not get out, the food in the school is not delicious. ”

After that, the man said to Chu Xiangjun: "Put more chili peppers, the more the better." ”

Then the man said to another classmate: "Look at them in the future, they will still ask me to bring pancakes and fruits, you see I have a new school bag, it has only been a few days and it has become like this, there is a strong smell of pancakes and fruits in it, and when I went home yesterday, my mother asked me if I used my time to eat every day, do you say wronged?"