Unlike the last time Zhuo Ran broke into the women's restroom to save Xiao Tuanzi, Xiao Tuanzi was very relaxed and at ease.

She stared at the only boy left, raised her palm-sized face, and looked at it.

The boy stared at such a small and cute ball with a complicated expression.

Fight, he can't do it.

If I don't fight her, she will look like a naughty girl.

Fu Yaotang suddenly panicked, fearing that Xiaotuanzi would be injured. As soon as his hands were released, the two boys who were being held fell straight into the urinal due to inertia.

However, before he could walk over, "Ah..." The remaining boy was beaten by Xiaotuanzi's seemingly weak punches and lay sprawled on the ground.

Xiaotuanzi followed his elder brother's previous teachings and focused on acupuncture points to make the other party's pain last for a long time.

Sure enough, the boy was curled up on the ground, hugging his legs, and screaming loudly.

Xiaotuanzi looked at his hand helplessly, with a plaintive expression and voice, "Brother, why do you have to hit Xiaotuanzi's hand? Hiss, it hurts."

"..." This is touching porcelain, a wonderful touching porcelain!

But no one would believe that such a little kid could beat such a teenager until he screamed in pain for a long time, and the sound echoed in the not-so-wide space.

But Fu Yaotang believed it. He scratched his big egg-like head and couldn't laugh or cry.

She is indeed his best friend’s sister, she is amazing!

Xiaotuanzi delivered the rose flower, and Zhuo Yang naturally accepted it, filled with joy, "Thank you, sister, I like it very much."

"I didn't fold it." Xiaotuanzi's smile was very quirky, just like the flower fairy walking among the flowers and plants, "This was folded by Xiu Xiu."

Zhuo Yang's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he felt as if the flowers in his hand had turned into a hot potato.

But he clearly said that he liked it in front of Xiaotuanzi just now, so what? Does the elder brother want to change his mind?

When he was studying, he made a mistake book and always made the same type of mistakes and could not make them twice.

But here at Xiaotuanzi, the same problem happened for the second time.

Last time it was an invitation to Fu Yaotang's birthday, and this time it was flowers from Pan Xiuxiu.

Zhuo Yang gritted his teeth and said, "I'll accept it."

"Second brother is so nice." Xiaotuanzi smiled warmly and suddenly said this.

Zhuoyang suddenly felt as sweet as eating honey, his heart warmed, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

My sister has never praised him so much.

He thought carefully about it, and it seemed that this was an honor that even his third brother had not had.

But when Xiaotuanzi walked away, Zhuo Yang touched his chin and realized something was wrong.

He accepted a gift from Pan Xiuxiu. Why did Xiaotuanzi praise him? It should be Pan Xiuxiu who should praise him?

Never mind! For the first time, Zhuoyang didn't want to inquire deeply with his eagerness for knowledge. Looking at the rose flower in his hand, he felt that he was in a good mood, and it was even brighter than the sunshine today.

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At this time, Gao Zengqing was at the Gaojia Noodle House again, looking bitterly at the crowded Zhuoji Noodle House opposite, still nibbling dried radish.

It cost him a lot of money to send flower baskets last time, and he couldn't even afford to smoke cigarettes recently, so he had to deal with this carrot.

I ate five or six sticks in one morning.

Zhuo Qingfeng, a young man who appears to be honest, is actually very cunning and duplicitous.

He was deceived by Zhuo Qingfeng's honest and honest look.

During this period, in addition to new products such as steamed buns and wontons, Zhuo Qingfeng was not satisfied. After hand-rolled noodles, he also launched fried noodles.

The fried noodles don’t need to be made by hand, which saves a lot of time and sells faster. However, his fried noodles are not inferior to hand-rolled noodles, each with its own characteristics.

The fried sauce is full of diced pork, without cutting corners at all. The pork belly is combined with mushrooms, which is fat but not greasy. It is also seasoned with minced ginger cooking wine and has a long aftertaste.

After mixing the noodles, but before eating them, the smell is so fragrant that you can smell it even as you pass by the door.

In addition, he also set up a big oil pan at the door to attract public attention.

The fried dough sticks were fried in the oil pan. They were golden and crispy, but soft on the inside. They were only supplied in limited quantities every day and were gone after they were sold out.

I heard someone said that it was his youngest daughter's idea.

Gao Zengqing didn't believe it at all. How could Zhuo Qingfeng be so shameless?

Unfortunately, Gao Zengqing couldn't let himself get so angry. In his shrewd mind, he was still thinking of ways to restrict Zhuoji Noodle House.

If this continues, he will rob all the business on this street.

Speaking of which, last time he encouraged the two popular bun shops and wonton shops on Yang Street, but the other party was angry and unconvinced, but nothing happened after so long.

Really useless.

Gao Zengqing sneered lightly, not knowing that others had the same idea as him, waiting for the other party to borrow a knife to kill someone. If you wait for me, I will wait for you, no one will be a bad guy.

This is why "one monk carries water to eat, two monks carry water to eat, and three monks have no water to eat."

Gao Zengqing's mind was wandering, and he thought about the scoundrel who caused trouble at Zhuoji Noodle House that day.

I haven't seen that person for several days.

It is also a typical "loud thunder, small raindrops", which has no effect at all.

"Alas..." Gao Zengqing held his chin and let out a long sigh. At this moment, wherever he looked, he saw a gold watch.

When he raised his eyes again, he saw a man whose whole body looked very expensive. His deep eyes were looking at the signboard of his house.

Gao Zengqing stood up immediately and greeted him with a smile, "This guest, do you want some noodles? Come in quickly! Come in quickly! Our noodles are the best in the world. I guarantee you will want to eat them after you have eaten them."

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Xu Wenbin walked in and saw that there were empty seats everywhere. He found a seat and sat down. From this view, he could see the Zhuoji Noodle House opposite.

Zhuo Qingfeng was making noodles with his hands. He was sweating profusely and didn't bother to wipe it off. Yu Xiuli stepped forward and wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief. The two looked at each other and smiled.

A look full of tenderness and affection.

Xu Wenbin felt very uncomfortable.

"Dear guest, your noodles are here!" Gao Zengqing saw that this person was no ordinary person, so he didn't ask a helper to deliver the noodles himself.

Xu Wenbin picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, immediately wrapped it in a tissue and spit it out.

His expression was gloomy. Even if he was used to eating delicacies from the mountains, even if he was picky, ordinary noodles would not be unpalatable.

Ha, still "the best in the world"?

No wonder he can't compare to the opposite Zhuo Ji.

Gao Zengqing also thought very highly of himself and was chattering beside him, boasting that he was one of the best in a million.

It's a pity... Who can't say beautiful words? Craftsmanship is the last word!
Chapter completed!