Chapter 1197: Tragic adoptive mother (23)
Chapter 1197: Tragic adoptive mother (23)
Chapter 1197: Tragic adoptive mother (23)
Chapter 1197 The Tragic Adoptive Mother (23)
After finishing the noodles, Qian Yan went to the kitchen to pay.
Boss Feng, you have suffered a **** disaster recently.
Boss Feng put the money in his pocket. He paused after hearing these words and said: "Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony... believe in science, not feudal or superstitious."
"The noodles made by Boss Feng are indeed delicious." Qian Yan took out a triangular talisman and handed it to Boss Feng, "There are some things that I would rather believe. I hope I can eat more of Boss Feng's noodles next time I come here. I will try my best to Find the sixty-six flavors of Fengs noodles as soon as possible.
"This is a little gadget. I think Boss Feng has been busy for so long. He should take a rest on the 27th of this month. Close the door and leave no one inside. When leaving, put this triangular talisman under the door."
Come back and open the door on the 28th.
To take refuge.
You take refuge, that is, the customers in your shop take refuge.
Qian Yan put the triangle talisman in Boss Feng's hand and was about to leave.
Boss Feng pinched the talisman and put it into his pocket, still dubious about this matter.
But this woman had never spoken so many words to him since he came to the store to eat noodles. She also spoke so mysteriously that she confused him, a man who believed in science but was not superstitious.
He shook his head quickly. He believed in science and would not be surrounded by feudal superstition.
Seeing Qian Yan was about to leave with the two old men, he quickly walked over and helped carry them outside.
Qianyan pushed the two couples around the town for a while, then put them on the tricycle and pedaled the tricycle home.
Zhang Zengmei: Yanyan, what did you say to Boss Feng before?
While speaking, she and Gong Yuanren looked at each other. In fact, Boss Feng was a pretty good man. They had all inquired about him. He was alone, and if Yan Yan liked him, it was not impossible. Even if the young man is strong and has no worries or burdens, will he mind their family?
I asked him how many flavors he made.
The two of them shut up when they saw Qian Yan's face was as usual. Yan Yan didn't seem to like Boss Feng, so it was better not to say anything.
Their daughter has her own ideas. If she had an idea, she would have expressed it long ago.
Gong Yuanren: If Fengs Noodles can really produce sixty-six flavors, it will be a lifetime without regrets.
Qianyan was surprised: "Dad, do you know this?"
"Of course I know. The older generation all have a certain understanding of Feng's Noodles. Two hundred years ago, Feng's Noodles faced a disaster. Only the youngest one came out with a recipe book, but most of the recipes were lost. . These are all stories passed down by the older generation. After all, our place is the origin of Fengs Noodles. After the disaster, people here once did not dare to open a noodle shop for fear of getting into trouble. In recent decades, various Zhong Xiao Noodle Shop appeared, but I didnt expect that Fengs Noodles also appeared.
Qian Yan didnt expect that Fengs noodles have such a long history, but she was somewhat looking forward to the 66 flavors of Fengs noodles.
Seeing that Gong Yuanren was looking forward to it, she decided to take good care of his body, try to live longer, and let him eat more flavors of Feng's noodles.
Fengbobo should not disappoint.
System 666 couldn't hold it in any longer: [Master Host, don't you think Boss Feng's appearance is familiar? We have known each other for such a long time, so why dont you call him Boss Feng? Why dont you ask him what his name is? Maybe his name is Feng Huai.
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