Chapter 732 What Yuan Zhou Is Interested In

Tan Xiaoyi and Gao Fan talked while walking.

"You are so shameless, why are you still going today?" Gao Fan was a little worried.

"What are you afraid of? Let's just order egg fried rice. It's not easy to grab, but it's also cost-effective." Tan Xiaoyi said with high spirits.

"But we can't even grab his food." Gao Fan remembered that last time he caught a chopstick from Wu Hai's hand and ants climbed up the tree, and the rest was completely defeated.

"Don't worry, we have practiced the combined attack skills, and we will use them today. This time we will steal all his food." Tan Xiaoyi said confidently.

"That's okay, you can act according to my eyes later." Gao Fan felt a little unwilling and nodded in agreement with Qin Xiaoyi's plan.

While talking, the two of them arrived at Yuanzhou's store.

Yes, the two of them practiced the combined attack skills, with Gao Fan responsible for commanding and Qin Xiaoyi responsible for suppressing Wu Hai with momentum. It can be described as a reasonable division of labor.

But is Wu Hai so easy to deal with?

Just kidding, there is no one who can deal with Wu Hai, not even two people.

During dinner time, not only Qin Xiaoyi, Gao Fan, and Wu Hai came, but also the old man driving an electric tricycle who came regularly.

But there are so many delicious foods, and the old man can only have one or two meals a month, so he seems to be torn every time, wanting to eat this and that.

But unfortunately, the small amount of money in the bag was not enough, but the old man was more open-minded, just like what he often said when telling stories: How much rice is put in the pot.

So when I was queuing, I was confused, but when I got to the store, I didn’t hesitate and ordered what I wanted to eat——

"A glass of lemonade, a thousand-layer steamed bun, and the last smoked fish noodles." The old man would try his best to order different dishes, and think about whether to save some money and take medicine for Dongpo elbow.

After all, a Dongpo elbow costs 2,080 a piece, which is equivalent to the old man’s salary from riding three wheels a month.

When business is good, I can earn more than 3,000 points, but that is only a handful in a year.

"Okay, I'll be here soon." Zhou Jia nodded and took note of the dishes, then turned around to greet the other guests who didn't order.

"The old man is here?"

"Is business good today?"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. I was afraid of the ghost you talked about blocking the road for more than half a month last time. This time it can't be a supernatural experience."

When they see the old man, many people turn around to say hello, and many diners (very tǐng) like to see the old man, because listening to the old man's stories while eating has a unique flavor. Among them was a timid strong man. Although he had the muscles of a bodybuilding champion, his courage was about the size of a quail egg. He liked listening to the old man telling stories the most, and he listened very carefully every time. Last time, he was telling a story about a supernatural being. The story scared him half to death.

The old man was in good spirits and responded with a smile. In his words, he "exercised" every day and could eat delicious food from time to time. How could he be in poor health?

Lemonade, thousand-layer steamed buns, and smoked fish noodles were not complicated, so after a while, Zhou Jia brought the dishes up.

"Grandpa, please eat slowly and speak slowly." Although Zhou Jia is much more relaxed than ordinary restaurant waiters, she still rarely has free time, so many of the stories the old man tells are often unheard.

Several times, the old man would tell Zhou Jia again in private, so the relationship between the old man and the young man has always been good.

"Xiaojia, do me a favor after get off work."

When Zhou Jia turned around, the old man suddenly said, Zhou Jia nodded.

"The old man is going to tell us something today." The timid strong man couldn't wait.

"Let the old man take two bites of this smoked fish silver noodles first. I've heard it's very delicious." The old man was already greedy and his mouth watered. After the noodles were served, he took two bites and then drank a mouthful of noodle soup.

The soup of smoked fish silver noodles is made from high stock. After one sip, your stomach immediately warms up, and then a delicious taste spreads in your mouth.

This delicious soup is different from other soups, it is mild and mild,

It was like taking a bite of fresh chicken (meat), the fresh and sweet feeling stayed in the mouth. After swallowing, Mr. Wang felt very comfortable in his mouth, unlike other soups where his mouth became dry and thirsty immediately after drinking it.

That was obviously not some kind of soup stock, but it was still authentic from Boss Yuan’s place. Old Man Wang sighed inwardly, although the price was very impressive, but other than that, where else could he go to drink such authentic soup stock?

"Ah, this tastes really good. It's a pity that I don't have a granddaughter, otherwise it would be great to marry Boss Yuan." The old man took a few sips again and sighed.

This story tells us that foodies know no boundaries, let alone age.

The timid strong man waited nearby until the old man had eaten several bites, and finally heard the story he wanted to hear.

"About three or four years ago, I was riding my bicycle to solicit customers at night, and then I saw a man and a woman arguing. Originally it was none of my business, but a child was involved. I was worried that it was a human trafficker or something, so I stayed here. With a clear mind, I rode closer."

"When I got closer, I roughly understood that the man was a busker." The old man said: "You often see on TV the busker who performed on the streets during the Republic of China. The half-year-old boy was his apprentice, and The woman is the boy’s mother, and the reason for the conflict is because the half-grown boy cannot bear the hardships of learning arts.”

The old man riding the tricycle was also a strange person. After understanding that he was not a trafficker, he rode the bicycle aside and did not leave, but waited for the busker.

Without knowing him, he invited the busking master to drink and play skewers, and then he learned more about it.

"The four secret skills of Chinese classical magic are the sword, Dan, and bean rings. The sword is for swallowing the sword, while the pill is for swallowing the iron ball, the beans are for the immortal to pick beans, and the ring is for the skillful (tào) chain. The master knows the sword and the pill, and swallowing the sword is really It is not like making a retractable sword as we thought, but starting to practice it from a young age. When I was a child, I used some non-toxic foreign objects to get used to vomiting, and then inserted green onions into the throat, and then slowly changed to wooden strips and wooden swords. , and finally can swallow the real sword."

The surrounding diners couldn't help but subconsciously touch their throats after hearing this. It was really painful to practice this kind of practice. The timid strong man was really timid, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

And swallowing an iron ball means swallowing an iron ball in your stomach, and then your luck will spit out.

The old man told the story very clearly and also told a lot of interesting things about the performance. It was obvious that he treated the busking master to dinner for a long time.

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, sleight of hand is about practicing real kung fu. Not to mention other things, it's just sword swallowing. Now, what mother is willing to give up her children to learn it? Anyway, if I have a grandson or granddaughter, I will definitely not be able to let it go." The old man said: "So the master said that now there are less than a hundred people who can swallow swords, and there are less than fifty people who can swallow iron balls. Maybe in another generation, only Dou and Huan will be left in Jian Dan Dou Huan. .”

Many of the diners around felt it was a pity, and the timid strong man also muttered, "It's a pity."

"What a pity? In the future, your children will be sent to school." A familiar customer joked.

The strong man shook his head repeatedly: "It's too painful. I don't want my child to suffer."

"That's okay."

Everyone listened to the three-wheeled old man continue to talk. In fact, the old man didn't say anything before. Apart from the hard work of magic, there is not much good way out after practicing it. It’s hard to think about it, and there’s no good way out, so why study? Therefore, it is useless to regret. Many skills are lost due to regret.

The old man ate slowly, so after talking about the busking master, he could talk about one more thing, and this one thing made even Yuanzhou in the kitchen very interested.

And Wu Hai listened with great interest, not even competing with Tan Xiaoyi and the others on the side, glaring fiercely...

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