Chapter 501 Delicious

Chapter 501 Delicious

Hearing the voice of old man Yang coming out, the fat man wiped his sweat and raised his voice: "The money is on the table, I'll go first." As he spoke, he was already walking outside, his steps hurried.

But during the conversation, old man Yang had already come out of the kitchen, holding a large tray in his hand. Hearing what the fat man said, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't go, don't go, I haven't given you change yet."

"Let's figure it out together next time." The fat man waved his hand and strode out, ignoring old man Yang's shouts at all. In this way, someone who didn't know the inside story would say that he ran away without paying the bill.

"The extra money you give these days is enough to eat several meals!" Old man Yang wanted to chase the fat man, but on the huge tray in his hand, there were four big bowls of mutton soup and a big plate of steamed buns, and his steps were a little faster At one o'clock, the broth, which was full of bowls, began to shake. Naturally, it was difficult for him to chase after it, so he could only keep saying, "Next time you come, don't give me any more money!"

The fat man didn't reply, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Old man Yang put the tray on the big table of Tang Feng and the others, brought down bowls of mutton soup on top, and directly gave Tang Feng the spicy one, and gave the other three bowls to Lin Mengjia and the others respectively. , put the plate of steamed buns in the middle of the table, and said with a smile: "You guys take it easy."

The old man watched the fat man disappear without a trace, and said with a smile: "This fat man just said that Lao Zhao called him and said that four of them are missing and one of them is waiting for him, probably because he is in a hurry to draw cards."

Old man Yang went to the fat man's table, collected the money on the table, shook his head, and said, "I don't know if you are old men? Every time you come to eat, you have to pay more. I can't see it once or twice. It's like this every time I come out, I don't understand your thoughts anymore, the old man has lived in vain for so many years? Aren't you pity me, a lonely old man?"

"Old Yang, don't say that, which one of our alleys has not eaten your food for nothing? When did the little boy in the family come back empty-handed to your store? We are all neighbors, and we live together so For many years, who has been in trouble, and others don't lend a hand to help? Why is it pitiful? If you say that, you are seeing outsiders."

The old man spoke slowly, with a smile on his face.

Old man Yang still shook his head, went over and dragged the electric fan that was on the fat man's table to the table next to Tang Feng's, blowing air on them, and said: "I have been competitive all my life, but I never expected that this would happen to me. It’s such a result when you’re old.”

"Don't think too much, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain." The old man comforted.

Old man Yang smiled wryly, and said to Tang Feng and the others: "Eat slowly, I'll make you some meat buns. The broth is hot, so be careful not to hurt yourself." As he spoke, he turned to the back kitchen walk over.

When Lin Mengjia entered this small shop before, she was still a little muttering in her heart. She always felt that it was impossible to have any decent food in this kind of shop, but when the mutton soup was in front of her eyes, she couldn't help swallowing.

The mutton soup looks clear and the meat is rotten, fat but not greasy. It is paired with green onion and coriander, white vermicelli, and black fungus. A fresh and fragrant smell hits her nostrils, making her stomach growl. stand up.

After following Tang Feng, for Lin Mengjia, eating is no longer necessary for survival. Even if she does not eat all day long, she will not feel any abnormality in her body. Eating has become a hobby for her. Only when you like what you like, you will move your chopsticks.

The whole day's journey was naturally not very suitable for meals, so she just ate some. When she smelled the tangy aroma, she suddenly felt a long-lost hunger.

If Lin Mengjia is like this, let alone the little girl and Zhou Wan who are already hungry?

The two little girls had bright eyes, sucked their noses vigorously, picked up the chopsticks impatiently, even put the steamed buns into the mutton soup, and started to eat them.

Tang Feng looked at them with a smile, took a piece of bun, broke it slowly, and put it into his mutton soup.

Although Lin Mengjia twitched her index finger, she was not as anxious as the two children after all. She followed Tang Feng's example and broke a few pieces of steamed buns into the bowl, and then couldn't wait to eat them.

"It's really delicious." Zhou Wan ate a few mouthfuls of mutton and vermicelli, picked up a spoon, and drank a few mouthfuls of soup. His eyes were almost shining.

The little girl thought the spoon was too slow to drink the soup, so she simply picked up the big bowl, brought it to her mouth and took a big sip before she said, "Mmm, it's fresh and fragrant, so delicious that I almost swallowed my tongue."

Seeing the gluttony of the two, Lin Mengjia couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "Eat slowly, if it's not enough, we'll ask for another."

The old man had almost finished his meal, and while wiping his mouth, he said, "You guys are lucky. If Dapao Sun hadn't disturbed Old Man Yang's business, you wouldn't be able to eat paomo at this time."

Lin Mengjia looked at the old man and asked curiously, "What? Is there a time for eating steamed buns?"

The old man smiled and said: "This girl doesn't know something. The authentic paomo in Xijing is cooked in a big pot. If this pot of soup is sold out, it will not be sold anymore. Think about it, this big pot can How many bowls of soup are served? Old man Yang’s steamed buns were famous in this area back then, and they were sold out just after noon every day, and those who came late could only eat other things.”

Lin Mengjia let out an "ah" and said, "So that's the case." As he spoke, he looked at Tang Feng.

Tang Feng nodded, and said: "The last time I came, it was in the morning, and it was just after 10 o'clock at that time, and there was already a wait for a seat here, but I didn't know about such things, if Know in advance, I'm afraid I won't come over tonight."

"It's a pity, there is no such scenery anymore." The old man shook his head regretfully, "I'm afraid that when you come back in two years, Old Man Yang's shop will really not be able to continue. This kind of good luck, you can be regarded as a destined person."

While talking, the old man also took out 20 yuan from his pocket, put it under his bowl, and shouted to the kitchen: "Old Yang, put the money on the table, I'll go first." Like the fat man, he hurried out the door as if he was afraid of being caught up.

Lin Mengjia watched him leave with a slightly surprised expression on his face.

Usually, I always hear that someone ate the Bawang meal and ran away from the order. It was the first time I saw someone who offered to give more money, worried that the boss would give you change and ran away.

Just now I heard old man Yang talking to them. This kind of thing has probably been going on for a while, and they all dropped the money and ran away when old man Yang was not there to greet them.