Liu Xiangyang is a lively and handsome guy. He has finally escaped from the shackles of being a good student. He definitely doesn't want to go back to school early. When he is not talking about Lejia's troubles, he keeps advertising for various restaurants and snack streets.
, recommending the most famous restaurants and snack streets in Beijing to the little beauty.
Student Le Xiao said with a pink and tender face, neither saying yes nor saying no. Young Master Yan raised his hands and feet in favor of finding a place to eat. So, Young Master Yan and Young Master Liu hit it off and decided to eat first.
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If you want to invite a young beauty to dinner, you must not be too casual. Mr. Liu took advantage of the local indigenous people and drove straight to his favorite century-old restaurant.
The three of them arrived at the restaurant just after eleven o'clock, which is a bit early. However, the restaurant was already 60 to 70% full.
The restaurant is an old shop with a history of 150 years. The most famous dish is the most authentic pork stewed vermicelli. The old restaurant once had a rule: only twenty servings of pork stewed vermicelli can be made a day.
That rule was not changed for the sake of dignitaries, nor was it changed for the sake of the emperor's relatives. It is said that in the chaotic era before the founding of the Republic, it offended a certain warlord, causing the shop owner to die and the store had to be closed. After many years, when the war broke out
After pacification, the descendants of the shopkeepers returned to work again.
Nowadays, with the progress of the times, the limit of 20 servings in restaurants has been increased to 100 servings. Do not buy it if the amount is exceeded. The pork vermicelli dish pays attention to the heat and takes an hour to come out. If you want to eat it, you must be patient, so you can
If you can't get that dish, it's not necessarily a matter of first come, first served, but it all depends on luck.
Because the restaurant's traditional specialty dish "Pork Stewed Vermicelli" is famous in Kyoto, many foreign tourists and foodies come to Kyoto to visit. Many people would rather sit there for an hour to taste the delicious food.
Young Master Yan and Young Master Liu found a place to park their car. In order not to appear contemptuous of others, they took off their masks and put on sunglasses, covering part of their faces, and happily brought the little girl into the restaurant.
The restaurant is relatively wide, with ten old-fashioned square tables, one table and four chairs. Because sometimes there are many people and you need to wait, a small plastic bench is placed next to the wall. If it is full, customers can wait in line next to it if they want.<
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The walls of the store are also gray and white, the old-fashioned tables and chairs, and the chopstick holders on the tabletop are also made of bamboo. They are full of ancient charm and make you feel like you are traveling back in time to the simple days of more than a hundred years ago.
The old shop that has experienced vicissitudes of life, the simple tables and chairs, and the quiet and indifferent atmosphere make people who step into the shop involuntarily slow down their steps so as not to disturb others. People who eat in the shop enjoy the delicious food to their heart's content, while they are still waiting.
People may be playing with their mobile phones, or talking quietly and forcefully with their colleagues. There is no loud noise, no lofty talk, it is quiet and harmonious.
When new customers entered the store, some of the first arrivals looked up, while others didn't care and didn't pay too much attention.
Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang, who were wearing sunglasses, glanced at each other and led the little girl to an empty table in a corner. Those who came first took the best seats, and they chose a table near the wall to sit down.
The three of them had just sat down. They were about thirty years old. The waiter in Mao suit came over with a list and took off the red cloth on the red sign on the table that represented "empty seats". It turned into blue and there were tables on it.
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Le Yun, who had just sat down, saw the ordering waiter approaching, and her eyes twitched slightly. The male waiter was steady, his steps were light, and his breathing was long. He was a practicing master!
Yan Xing gave the menu to Xiao Loli to order. Le Yun took the menu and ordered the signature dishes "pork stewed vermicelli" and frozen tofu stewed with cabbage.
Yan Xing and Liu Xiangyang smiled and added a few more authentic northern dishes.
The waiter quickly jotted down the menu. There were four pages of the menu. One page was pressed under the blue triangle, one copy was sent to the kitchen, and the other two were used as stubs.
Because it takes time to stew pork vermicelli, all the dishes are served together after the vermicelli is cooked. The waiter will take the order to the kitchen, and soon a waiter will bring three cups of homemade soy milk and a pot of boiled water.
When the waiter brought the drinks, Le Yun's ears stood up straight. What a good guy, another practicing artist! In a restaurant, even the waiter in the waiter is a practicing artist. It's interesting.
She calmly took the soy milk, drank a few sips calmly, took out a thick book from her backpack, turned to the marked place and started chewing. Others were playing with their mobile phones while waiting for the food. She didn't like to play with those things, or
Chewing books is more practical.
The two young men sighed silently. The man who even the professor called a genius was reading during the break between meals. He is so smart and so diligent. It would be unreasonable for the little Lolita not to become famous.
After sitting for a while, Yan Xing thought about it and asked Xiao Loli and Liu to wait while he went out for something. As soon as he left, Liu Xiangyang rolled his eyes, found an excuse to slip away, and ran nearby quickly.
shopping mall to buy snacks.
As soon as the two handsome guys left, there was only Mr. Le Xiao at the table holding a book and immersed himself in reading, which was quite quiet.
Everyone in the store goes about his or her own business without disturbing anyone. No matter whether someone leaves or enters the store, there is no noise and the atmosphere is good.
People coming and going in the restaurant are an inevitable part of life. When another group of customers entered the restaurant, they still did not attract anyone's attention. After a while, a woman noticed the new customers and couldn't help but "hiss"
Pump out the air.
There were only two people in that group, both relatively young men, one large and one young. The young man was about 1.76 meters tall, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and a hint of the unruly arrogance of a young man between his brows.
The eldest one is about 20 years old, with only a white shirt collar, dark trousers and leather shoes visible in the dark windbreaker. He is tall and well-proportioned, shaped like a slender bamboo, handsome and elegant, with fair skin, face like a crown jade, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and handsome.
The older young man is a few centimeters taller than the younger one. His lips are red and his teeth are white. His meat is more delicious than the star's. He is plump and bright, and his appearance is more noble and proud than the star. He is elegant and handsome.
, extraordinary bearing.
The smaller young man had charming peach blossom eyes and was very handsome. However, when the slightly taller handsome young man next to him took in the elegance and grace, he became pale in silence.
What are women most fascinated by?
Of course, they are obsessed with idols and young girls. When they saw the handsome young man, the women who looked up in the store instantly saw stars in their eyes and couldn't even turn their eyes.
The sound of the female guests gasping made many people look at the guests involuntarily. Those who looked at the sides and backs had no other special feelings except that the two guests looked like social elites. But when they saw the faces of the two guests,
Some people were amazed by the young man's appearance.
The sound of gasping and the changes of everyone destroyed the original peaceful and harmonious atmosphere. I was fascinated by the music of the book and sensed the strangeness around me. I was finally willing to move my attention away from the book. The result of the simultaneous activation of smell and perception is smell.
A more familiar body odor.
After thinking for a moment, she remembered, that familiar body odor was that of one of the three gangsters she met in the swimming pool that day.
The road between enemies is narrow.
After checking the smell and sitting down, Le Yun muttered something in her heart. She raised her eyes slightly and saw that a young gangster accompanied a handsome young man into the store. Her heart did not fluctuate. She lowered her head and chewed the book again. Whether it was an enemy, enemy or relative, everyone was welcome.
Just walk on the single-plank bridge and don't mess with her. If you dare to cause trouble, how to deal with it depends on her mood.
Everyone in the restaurant looked at him, but Mr. Feng was secretly disdainful. He raised his chin, looked around arrogantly, found an empty table, and said to the tall young man next to him: "Master Lan, there is a seat over there, please."
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Lan Shao nodded slightly, not minding other people's eyes, and followed Feng Shao to the empty seat without squinting. He secretly looked at the entire restaurant from the corner of his eye, taking in the expressions of many people in his eyes, and remained calm.
Mr. Feng looked at others with arrogance, but he was very polite to Mr. Lan. It could even be said to be respectful. He accompanied Mr. Lan through several tables, went to the place where there were still empty seats, and picked the three empty ones.
At an empty table, I personally pulled out a chair and asked Mr. Lan to take a seat.
Lan Shao sat down elegantly and calmly, and nodded slightly to Feng Shao; Feng Shao was about to go to the other side to sit down, and glanced at the next table inadvertently. When he was choosing a seat just now, he saw that there was only one person at the next table and felt it was quieter, so he chose the middle one.
Neighbor’s table.
Looking at it now, I can see that there is only one person at the next table. The other two people have drank a small amount of two cups of soy milk, and there are still ordering menus on the table, which means that the other two people are occupied, and they are probably not here temporarily because of something.
A vacant chair was moved not far from the person sitting on it, and a small backpack was placed on it.
The person sitting next to him is sitting next to the wall. Mr. Lan is also sitting next to the wall. He is standing right between the two tables. From his position, he can just see the people at the next table.
When he saw the person in front of him, Feng Shao was shocked. That person turned out to be the busty woman he had met in the swimming pool a few days ago!
A busty woman wears a thick black coat. If you look at her from the back, you can't see her body curves. From the side, because she is holding a book and her arms are hanging in the air, her bulging breasts are exposed.
Seeing the busty woman's jade-like pink face, Mr. Feng instantly recalled the humiliation of being pushed to the bottom of the swimming pool to drink water. He was filled with anger, narrowed his eyes, and quickly walked to the seat next to the table next to him.
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He sat down and looked at the big-breasted woman from the corner of his eye. He did not sit opposite Mr. Lan, but had his back to the next table, so he could clearly observe the big-breasted woman. She lowered her head and concentrated on reading, as if the sky was falling.
It has nothing to do with her.
The two guests sat down, and the waiter changed the table number to blue and asked the two guests what they wanted to eat.
When the diners saw the two handsome guys sitting down, they recovered from the surprise and secretly looked at the handsome guys, taking pictures with their mobile phones and posting them on their WeChat friends to show off.
Lan Shao seemed unaware of other people's looks and actions. He looked at the menu calmly and ordered four dishes, one of which was of course the restaurant's signature dish "Pork Stewed Vermicelli". Feng Shao ordered several more of the restaurant's specialty dishes.
The waiter brought some menus to the back kitchen, and a waiter brought soy milk and boiled water.
Since he had already introduced the dishes and flavors in the restaurant before arriving, Mr. Feng stopped talking endlessly about advertising, picked up the soy milk to taste, took two sips, raised his hand, and the soy milk turned into water lines and splashed onto the next table.
The girl who lowers her head and studies hard.
The pure soy milk poured out of the cup is like an elf, drawing a beautiful and graceful arc in the air, and splashing it towards the girl.
It all happened so fast that people were caught off guard.
The corner of Lan Shao's eyes slightly lifted, but his action of sipping the soy milk was not affected. He took a sip lightly, and then turned his head as if he was frightened.
As soon as he turned his head, the little girl was splashed with soy milk, part of it splashed on her head and face, and part of it fell on the table and books.
Several men and women peeking involuntarily held their breath.
The girl who was splashed with soy milk looked up calmly. The soy milk dripped from her face and hair, and fell on her black woolen clothes, leaving traces of milky white water splashes.
The moment he saw the girl raising her head, Lan Shao's pupils shrank slightly, murderous! The girl was calm on the surface, but a strong murderous intent flashed in her watery eyes.
The murderous aura was cold and violent, making one's heart tremble with fear. The murderous intent in her eyes flashed away, as fast as lightning, but it was real.
A girl who looks immature can actually show such cold murderous intent. How can such a person be simple?
Lan Shao looked at the little girl carefully. She looked really young. She didn't wear any makeup. Her skin could be broken by a blow, her lips were pink, and she had a pair of beautiful almond eyes with watery eyes. Her appearance alone did not carry any lethality.<
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After being splashed with soy milk, Le Yun raised her head and gently stroked away the soy milk dripping from her forehead, looking at the culprit lightly, squinting slightly, wanting revenge, right?
A cup of soy milk splashed all over people's heads and faces, making the big-breasted girl look disgraceful. Mr. Feng finally vented his anger for himself and felt relieved. When he saw the big-breasted girl looking at him, he grinned nonchalantly: "Sorry, my hands are slippery.
After a while, it splashed on you."
Several people nearby were stunned, feeling that something was wrong.
"Are your hands slippery?" Le Yun smiled slightly, picked up the book, shook off the water, and put it aside lovingly. With her perception and speed, she could avoid the soy milk splashing, but she did not avoid it.
On the contrary, the innocent people suffering from the books suffered unreasonable disasters.
"Yes, my hand slipped and all the soy milk was spilled." Mr. Feng raised his chin and couldn't hide his arrogance: "How much does this outfit cost for you? I'll give you money to buy it, and then I'll give you money to wash your hair. Five
Is a thousand enough?"
"Ha!" Le Yun smiled softly: "No need to lose money."
"No need..." Mr. Feng's eyes were full of pride. It would be better if he didn't have to pay for it. He was about to say, "No need to pay for it. I'll wipe it for you." Before he could finish that sentence, the little girl picked up the soy milk on the cup.
Su raised his hand and a cup of soy milk was thrown at him as quickly as lightning could close his eyes.
Porcupine, half a cup of soy milk was splashed on Mr. Feng’s face. The water splashed everywhere, not only on his hair and clothes, but because he was talking and his mouth was open, part of the soy milk was poured into his mouth.
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"Ah-poof!"
Mr. Feng was splashed so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. He screamed, got choked again, sneezed, and squirted out soy milk.
Mouth foam and soybean milk splashed out. Mr. Lan raised his hand to cover his face. Unavoidably, some water splashed on the back of his hand.
People at the next table, whether they were dining, waiting for the food to be served, or just finished eating, all turned their heads to watch the excitement when they heard Mr. Feng speaking, and were almost stunned by the little girl's counterattack.
When Mr. Feng's soy milk was thrown at the little girl, the waiter noticed it and rushed to deal with it. Before he could reach the two tables where the guests were having a conflict, the little girl splashed a cup of soy milk back in a domineering manner. Even the waiter was stunned.
The little girl’s counterattack is too direct and domineering!
Le Yun poured the half-cup of soy milk she drank back at the gangster young man. She put down the cup and wiped the remaining juice on herself: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped and the soy milk was poured on you. How much does this outfit cost for you?"
I'll give you money to buy you a suit, and then I'll give you money to wash your hair. Is five thousand enough?"
Everyone was stunned. Isn’t what the little girl said the same as what the young man said just now? What is this called? This is called June Debt. You must pay it back quickly.
Everyone knew for sure that the young man was arrogant and the girl was not a vegetarian. They were probably people with a background. Otherwise, who would dare to cause trouble in this store?
Mr. Feng was splashed with cold water on his head. He was already feeling embarrassed and furious. But when he heard the big-breasted woman return what he said exactly, he was even more embarrassed and angry than being slapped in public. He became so angry that he wiped his face with his hand and jumped.
He got up, reached out and grabbed the glass at the next table, and wanted to smash it at the busty girl.
"You little bitch, you're so shameless, I'm looking for a slap in the face!" I was so angry that I didn't care where I was now and just cursed.
The little gangster had a dirty mouth and wanted to hit himself with the milk that Handsome Yan had drunk. Le Yun stood up quickly, reached out with quick eyes and hands, took a chopstick from the chopstick tube, and touched the back of the young man's hand.<
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"Who are you scolding, little bitch?" He scolded her last time in the swimming pool, and he scolded him again this time. His mouth was dirty, and she didn't mind teaching him a lesson.
Master Lan removed his hand and looked up. The little girl was holding chopsticks, and with lightning speed, she struck the back of Master Feng's hand. His eyes tightened, and he saw that he was right, the little girl was a descendant of a hidden family!
Just as Mr. Feng's hand was about to grab the glass of soy milk, a chopstick appeared in a flash, and the head of the chopstick touched the back of his hand. He only felt the back of his hand go numb, and his entire arm lost consciousness.
He didn't have time to react. The little girl holding the chopsticks raised her wrist slightly and poked his chest several times with the chopsticks in her hand. Finally, the chopstick was passed into the young man's mouth with a bang.
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After being poked a few times, Mr. Feng felt a numbness in his chest, and then his whole body became numb. He was about to speak, but a chopstick poked him, and he subconsciously closed his upper and lower teeth to bite the chopstick.
At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth again, as if he was frozen, unable to move or speak.
The little girl took the chopsticks and took back her hand. In just a blink of an eye, the person watching was dazzled. After looking at it carefully, well, the young man who was shouting and shouting stopped standing still. The little girl sat firmly and felt like something
None of it happened.
Weird.
People who saw the young man's back felt weird but couldn't tell the specific reason. People who saw the young man holding chopsticks in his mouth were shocked.
Master Lan's brows furrowed slightly, what a great acupuncture hand, so fast! Does he want to help Master Feng to acupuncture?
He didn't know what old grudge Mr. Feng had with the little girl, and he didn't know which family the little girl was from. If he rashly unblocked the acupuncture points, he would offend the little girl of unknown origin.
I came with him, and it makes him so embarrassed, and it seems that he is unethical.
While he was hesitating, someone came into the store and asked the question everyone wanted to ask: "Hey, what happened?"
This chapter has been completed!