Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh strange little boy
Even though I answered all the questions, I still didn’t get a perfect score.
As for any scholarships, Fang Yu would not accept them.
He, a man who has lived for nearly five thousand years, stands together with a group of brats under twenty years old to receive an award. It makes him feel ashamed just thinking about it.
Thinking of this, Fang Yu spotted a noodle shop nearby and walked in.
The decoration of this noodle shop is very simple, just an ordinary small shop.
It's dinner time now, but there are no other customers in the store.
Fang Yu sat at the dining table.
A very cute boy who looked to be less than ten years old held a menu and placed it in front of Fang Yu.
Fang Yu glanced behind him and saw that the boss was in the kitchen.
"Brother, what do you want to eat?" The boy looked up at Fang Yu, his dark eyes sparkling, and asked in a childish voice.
"What's our signature?" Fang Yu glanced at the boy and asked.
"My dad's beef noodles are the most delicious." The boy replied.
"Then I want a large bowl of beef noodles." Fang Yu said.
"good."
The boy took the menu and went to the kitchen inside.
Not long after, the boy brought a large bowl of beef noodles and placed it in front of Fang Yu's table.
"Such a big portion?"
Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said.
"Guests who come to our house to eat noodles say that our place is affordable!" the boy laughed.
"Why is your business so bad?" Fang Yu picked up his chopsticks and said while eating noodles.
The boy watched Fang Yu eating noodles, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he replied: "Our family's business is usually very good, but there are fewer people today, maybe because it is not a holiday..."
"Oh, but the taste of this noodle is actually quite average. If I make it myself, it might be better than this." Fang Yu said.
"Oh? Brother, does he also know how to cook?" The boy looked at Fang Yu, with a faint glimmer of coldness in his eyes.
"Not only do I understand, I am also a master." Fang Yu said.
"That's really awesome." The boy said, turned around and said, "I'll get you a glass of water."
After the boy turned around, a strange smile appeared on his face.
He walked into the kitchen.
There was a man lying on the kitchen floor.
The man was obviously dead. His body was stiff, his expression was horrified, and there was no trace of blood on his skin.
But there were no wounds on his body, and not a drop of blood flowed out.
After entering the kitchen, the boy's eyes became extremely cold.
He picked up a cup and poured water into it.
After filling a glass of water, he shook his right hand slightly above the glass.
Some black powder was sprinkled into the cup.
But the water in the cup is still transparent, and nothing strange can be seen.
"First I ate noodles with Pohunsan added, and then drank a glass of water with Qiandu powder... Even a god can't save him."
With a dark gleam in his eyes, the boy took the glass of water and walked out of the kitchen.
When he walked to Fang Yu's side, his expression became innocent again.
"Brother, drink some water." The boy smiled.
At this time, three more customers walked into the store.
"Boss, three bowls of mixed noodles!"
These three people were obviously regular customers, and they shouted as soon as they walked in.
But no one responded.
"Boss!" a customer shouted again.
Still no one responded.
"Isn't the boss here?" the three guests asked in confusion.
"What do you want to eat? My dad has been ill recently. He has a sore throat and can't speak..." The boy raised his head and asked with a smile.
"Huh? Is it his son?" a guest said in shock.
"Isn't Boss Wang not married? How could he have such a big son?" another customer asked in confusion.
"Is it an illegitimate child?" the third guest laughed.
By this time, the smile on the boy's face had disappeared, replaced by a fierce expression.
"Oh, I'm so full. This noodle is too big and it's hard to eat."
Fang Yu on the side muttered, then picked up the water glass and took a big sip.
Broken Soul Powder should be working...
A strange smile appeared on the boy's face, and he turned around to check on Fang Yu's condition.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw a fist in front of him!
"boom!"
The boy's entire cheek was sunken, and at the same time it flew upside down like a cannonball, directly hitting the wall behind!