The breakfast stall was opened by a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, with thinning and greasy hair and sloppy clothes.

It was the height of summer, but he was wearing a sweater, the hem of the sweater showed several threads, and a pair of torn floral shorts underneath.

It's no wonder that there were long queues in front of other breakfast stalls, but no one cared about him here.

Su Xinyan frowned and said in a low voice: "Chen Feng, this person looks unhygienic, are you sure you can eat it if he makes it early?"

"This eldest sister, although I am poor, my ears are not deaf!"

The middle-aged man picked up the fan and pretended to drive away the flies, and said unhappily: "It's not clean, it's not sick if you eat it, do you like to eat it or not!"

Su Xinyan clasped her hands around her chest and raised her chin slightly: "Who do you call the eldest sister, I'm more than one round younger than you, right?"

The middle-aged man pulled the corners of his mouth and asked with a smile: "Then may I ask this little sister, how old are you?"

“22！”

"I'm 21, so you're still my eldest sister. ”

Su Xinyan's eyes widened in surprise: "You look like you're in your forties, 21 refers to the age of the public, right?"

Sticking the fan diagonally into his waist, he propped his hands on the table and snorted coldly: "Don't believe it, do you want me to take out my ID card and show you?"

"No, I believe it, I believe it. Su Xinyan waved her hand again and again.

After looking at it a few times, Chen Feng smiled and said, "You are the author of Yuewen who was on the news a few years ago, and sooner or later you will hit the street, right?"

"Do you recognize me?" the man's face was not surprised, and the corners of his mouth hooked up into a self-deprecating smile.

Chen Feng nodded: "I know that you wrote novels at home after graduating from college, and you wanted to become a platinum author, but because there was no reader reward and subscription, the more you wrote, the more you hit the street, and finally fell into selling breakfast in the morning, moving bricks during the day, and doing ...... at night." Ahem. ”

Su Xinyan saw that Chen Feng wanted to speak and stopped, and asked curiously, "What are you doing at night?"

Chen Feng smiled and didn't say anything, but the man said bluntly and loudly: "What else can you do at night, of course it's to make ducks!"

"Duck?" Su Xinyan laughed, "Just you?"

"Don't look down on me, I'll tell you, I'm tired of being a duck!"

The man raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "It's not me who blows, in the whole Rongcheng, I am the best duck, whether it is roast duck, salted duck or beer duck, I am very good at it." ”

It turned out to be a duck.

Su Xinyan almost misunderstood.

Chen Feng stopped in time: "Brother Fight Street, what is the name of the novel you are updating now, I will go and reward you with ten helmsmen, and you rent your breakfast stall to me for an hour." ”

The man pointed to the QR code: "Scan the code directly to make money, I won't write it for a long time, no matter how much you reward, not all the money has been earned by the middleman." ”

"Good. ”

Chen Feng nodded and immediately scanned the code to transfer money.

[Alipay arrives at 1000 yuan]

The man received the money with a smile on his face.

He took off the fan on his waist, stuffed it into Chen Feng's hand, patted his shoulder and said, "Brother, this stall will be handed over to you, and I will come back in an hour." ”

As he spoke, he excitedly hummed a little song and walked towards the Internet café.

has retired from the online literature circle for several years, and it is rare for anyone to remember his pen name.

He decided to go to the Internet café now to open a new book, make a lot of money, and marry Bai Fumei!

After the man left.

Su Xinyan asked curiously, "Chen Feng, what are your plans for renting this stall?"

"Make egg fried rice. Chen Feng casually tied his apron and got busy.

Su Xinyan almost thought she had misheard.

The heart said that Chen Feng wanted to participate in the Chef God Contest and was rejected and stimulated, so he wanted to make an egg fried rice to vent the anger in his heart, right?

Although there were thousands of doubts in her heart, when Chen Feng was making egg fried rice, Su Xinyan didn't say a word, and watched seriously from the side.

After all, he is his fiancé, and he must support every decision he makes unconditionally!

Knock knock!

Dice the cucumber and ham sausage, and finely chop the shallots;

Beat the eggs into egg liquid, pour into the rice and stir well;

Pour an appropriate amount of oil into the pot, turn the heat to medium, and then pour in the rice soaked in the egg mixture;

Chen Feng picked up the chopsticks and kept stirring until the rice grains were clear.

Pour in the diced ham and cucumber, stir-fry evenly, and add salt and pepper to taste.

Finally, sprinkle with chopped green onions.

Out of the pot!

The fragrance is fragrant, and the fragrance is ten miles away!

"What kind of scent?"

"The meat bun in my hand suddenly didn't smell good. ”

"You see, the scent seems to be wafting from that breakfast stall!"

Smelling the aroma of egg fried rice, the people who were buying breakfast at other breakfast stalls on the side ran over, and instantly surrounded the inner and outer three layers.

"It doesn't seem to be this person who set up the stall before?"

"I bought this breakfast stall, it's very unhygienic, you can have a stomach diarrhea for a day, you must not buy it!" a young man came forward to complain.

Su Xinyan pulled up her long hair casually, she pulled a strand of broken hair behind her ear, and looked at the young man who was talking with a smile: "Handsome guy, are you mistaken, I bought you breakfast before?"

"Immortals, fairies descend to earth!"

Brush –

Two lines of nosebleeds suddenly gushed out.

The young man didn't care about wiping it, and his eyes couldn't wait to be pasted: "Beauty, it's true that I'm mistaken, don't listen to what I just said, I usually like to buy breakfast here the most, it's very hygienic, and it tastes great!"

Su Xinyan resisted the urge to laugh.

She took a bowl of egg fried rice from the pot, brought it to the young man, and said cutely while throwing her wink: "Then do you want to buy the egg fried rice I made?"

"Yes, yes!" nodded like pounded garlic.

Su Xinyan pointed to the QR code on the stall: "Fifty yuan a bowl, please scan the code to pay." ”

The young man suddenly sobered up: "Fifty-one bowls of egg fried rice, so expensive?"

"Is it expensive?" Su Xinyan pretended to be aggrieved, "This is egg fried rice that people have spent a long time making carefully, and every grain of rice is wrapped in my strong love for you~"

The young man was still hesitant.

Chen Feng stood in the crowd of onlookers, lowered his head, pinched his nose and said loudly: "The egg fried rice made by Sister Fairy is worth five hundred and one bowls!"

Naturally, this word reached the ears of the young man.

He immediately agreed without hesitation: "Okay, fifty is fifty, I want a bowl!"

After scanning the code and paying, he took the egg fried rice from Su Xinyan and ate it in a big gulp.

The soft and glutinous rice is wrapped in a golden egg mixture, mixed with the sweetness of cucumber and the salty aroma of diced ham.

All kinds of mixed deliciousness suddenly explode in the mouth!

Delicious.

It's so delicious!

The young man's nosebleed was not dry, and two lines of tears followed.

He devoured the egg fried rice, and in less than a minute, a bowl of egg fried rice was all in his stomach.

Su Xinyan smiled and asked, "Handsome guy, is the egg fried rice I made delicious?"

The young man nodded again and again, gave a thumbs up and praised: "It's delicious, this is definitely the most delicious egg fried rice I've had in more than twenty years!"

As he spoke, he looked at the pot intently: "Bring me another bowl!"