"Fengcheng porridge noodles" - this name is very high-profile!

Yu Xiaofeng really hadn't heard of such a small shop hidden in the deep alley. There are only five tables in the store, and the dine-in customers are all elderly villagers in the neighborhood, but the packers form a long line.

The owner of the shop was a white-haired old man, and when he saw Liu Xingzhu, he greeted loudly: "Brother Xing has brought his girlfriend here?" What do you want to eat today? Pack or eat here? ”

Yu Xiaofeng was unhappy and said, "Uncle, didn't you see the police uniform I was wearing?" ”

The boss glanced at her and said with a smile: "Is there any special meaning in wearing a police uniform?" ”

Yu Xiaofeng was speechless. Liu Xingzhu hurriedly said, "Old man, is there a bit?" ”

"There's one more in there, let's go inside."

Liu Xingzhu asked for a fried rice noodles, Yu Xiaofeng looked at the signboard on the wall for a while, and finally ordered a cup of dried vegetables and salted bone porridge.

"Didn't you say your favorite bone porridge here? Why not? You can't lie to me, right? ”

"Absolutely not, I think if you can't finish eating, I can still deal with the aftermath."

Liu Xingzhu said and grinned at Xiaofeng.

Yu Xiaofeng remembered last night's incident again, her face turned red, she glared at him and said, "Don't be disgusted with you, I want to eat myself and order another bowl." ”

It looks like a small cup of porridge, but it is full of ingredients. Yu Xiaofeng ate half a cup, and it tasted really good, but her recent breakfast was always two pieces of bread and a glass of cowboy, and she got used to it, but her appetite was small, and she couldn't eat the remaining half cup. Liu Xingzhu swept away a stack of rice noodles, wiped his mouth, and saw that Yu Xiaofeng had already put down the spoon, so he said, "The taste is okay, right?" Well, pay the bill. ”

Yu Xiaofeng said: "Help me get a lunch box and pack it." ”

Liu Xingzhu realized that her porridge was not finished, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I can't eat it tonight." ”

"There's still half a cup, it's too wasteful." Yu Xiaofeng said.

"Are you really not eating?" Liu Xingzhu took the porridge to him, "If you don't mind..."

Yu Xiaofeng glared at him again and said, "Hurry up, eat and leave." ”

Liu Xingzhu happily took Guo Xiaofeng's spoon, ate the porridge in the cup, and then asked the boss to pay.

"No need, Gongzi Liu." Someone shouted outside the door.

Liu Xingzhu looked out, and a man in a black suit was holding a large stack of banknotes and throwing them into the basket of the old man's money, "My lord is in for a treat." The man said to the boss, "This is more than five times your income today." ”

Liu Xingzhu was about to ask who it was, but the boss scolded: "Go back and tell Fang Yiba that my store doesn't sell!" ”

Oh! It turned out to be Fang Yiba! Liu Xingzhu remembered that there were rumors before that Fang's Group wanted to buy the store with someone, but the owner did not accept being acquired.

Although the conditions are really very lucrative: in addition to hanging the name of Shangyiba, the income of the store completely belongs to the old man. It makes almost no difference.

But people just don't like it.

No, the old man picked up the stack of money and threw it back, and said, "There are two guys who look down on people with stinky money, get out!" ”

The man rushed to his forehead angrily and said viciously: "Old guy, don't be ignorant, my lord just wants to buy you fifty servings of Yangzhou fried rice and longevity noodles today, if you don't do this business, you are deliberately saving my lord's face!" I'll let you walk around without it! ”

Yu Xiaofeng couldn't see it, walked over and said, "People have the right to choose whose business to do." Intimidation has become an offence, please respect yourself. ”

The man looked at Liu Xingzhu, seemed to swallow the words that had reached his mouth, and turned to leave.