It is a small prefecture-level city with a small place, but the pace of life here is very slow. For those who are tired of the fast pace of the city, this place is very comfortable.
Wang Han sat in a rice noodle shop and took a look at the menu on the wall.
"Boss, let's have a bowl of rice noodles and add another egg."
The boss's wife poked her head out and saw the dusty Wang Han. After hearing Wang Han's accent, she said, "Slightly spicy?"
Wang Han nodded with a smile.
The boss’s wife skillfully cooks rice noodles.
Wang Han looked outside the door, his head a little empty.
The body has almost recovered.
Just because he was so hungry that Wang Han gradually realized that he had consumed too much physical function after cutting the size.
There are not many pedestrians on the road, mostly middle-aged and elderly people, and young people, but there are no pillar industries in this place. There are still some idle young people on the street, but they are not doing their jobs.
Under the impact of the Internet era, some people have become popular, which has led to many people dreaming of getting rich overnight. Even some idle young people also like to shoot some videos that are very stimulating, trying to take the path of Internet celebrities.
Make a fortune.
Wang Han saw a few young people outside the door riding an electric bike and holding a mobile phone to harass the girl and wife passing by on the road while hiding the eye.
The rice noodles are coming, and the boss’s wife handed Wang Han disposable chopsticks.
Following Wang Han's eyes, he saw Wang Han looking at the young young people outside, and kindly reminded him, "Don't look at them, a few people licking their dishes, they are crazy every day."
Wang Han smiled and ate the rice noodles. This bowl was huge, with a lot of quantity and it tasted very pleasant.
Seeing Wang Han eating the rice noodles that had just been cooked, the boss's wife reminded him, "Eat slowly, no one will snatch you."
Wang Han took a bite of the egg, "I'm used to it, boss, where is there a car seller nearby?"
"How many wheels?"
"Four!"
The proprietress stood at the door and pointed in one direction, pointing to Wang Han at the place where the car was sold.
The young people across the street whistled at the boss's wife.
The proprietress rolled her eyes, patted her apron with a towel, turned around, and cursed in her mouth, "Habi."
Wang Han stirred a large chopstick, and finished eating a large bowl of chopsticks in three or five seconds. He paid for the account, "Boss, I'll give me another bowl. I'll go out to buy a car and come back later.
eat."
The boss's wife was stunned for a moment. Before she could say anything, Wang Han had already gone out.
Standing at the door, watching Wang Han’s departure back.
The boss lady wondered, "Sazi, are you hiding the local tyrant?"
Wang Han went to the shop next door to buy a pack of cigarettes. When he went out to light the cigarette, the young people across the street got water guns from somewhere, riding an electric bike and laughing, raising water at the women passing by on the road.
He almost hit Wang Han, and Wang Han took a look.
Several young people noticed Wang Han's gaze and challenged Wang Han with a middle finger.
"Zuazi?"
The old man looking at his cell phone at the door of the hardware store next to him looked over.
"Son of Turtle! If I were you, I'll just slap his ears!"
After hearing the old man's words, a few young people turned the car and blocked Wang Han's side. Someone in the live broadcast room bought a few dollars and asked several young people to sniff Wang Han's cigarette butts. The young people thanked the boss while giving the boss a glimpse of the cigarette in their hands.
The water gun sniffed at Wang Han's smoke.
Wang Han reached out to cover up and smiled at the old man.
Turn around and leave.
After chasing for a few meters, a few young people spitted two mouthfuls of phlegm in the direction of Wang Han.
They all compare with the middle fingers.
The old man looked at Wang Han's back.
"Tortoise son! Coward!"
At the instigation of the people in the live broadcast room, the young people came over and kicked over the things they visited at the door of the old man’s hardware store. They laughed and jumped onto the electric car and walked towards the distance, and continued to use a water gun to slap others.
The old man pointed at the young people from peer women to the birthplace of the ancestors of several young people.
A few young people wanted to come over and come again, so the old man picked up a steel pipe. The young people sweared at the old man with middle fingers, and then went to swear the girl on the road.
Wang Han bought a car and drove back to the rice noodle shop just now.
The young people were surrounding a female student for WeChat. The old man couldn't bear to watch it and rushed over, but the young people scattered.
After Wang Han entered the door.
I saw a woman sitting in the seat I had just now, with a ponytail, very white skin, big eyes, and looked very much like Hao Lei when she was young.
Wang Han changed his seat and sat down.
The boss’s wife made the rice noodles and put them out. When she saw Wang Han sitting there, the woman was stunned for a moment when she saw him eating rice noodles.
"Oh! You're wrong! This is him!"
The proprietress walked up to the woman and pointed at the bowl of rice noodles the woman was eating.
The woman was stunned for a moment, with oil on her mouth, and her expression was a little silly. She felt a little uneasy after hearing the boss's wife's words.
He pushed the bowl forward and said embarrassedly, "I just took a bite!"
Wang Han smiled and said, "You eat!"
"Why don't you eat this bowl?" the woman pointed at the bowl the boss lady was holding.
The boss lady looked at Wang Han, "This bowl is a bit spicy, I'm afraid you, a foreigner, can't bear it."
"It's okay, I can eat spicy food."
Wang Han took the bowl.
"I'm sorry." The woman bowed to Wang Han again to apologize.
Wang Han smiled and said, "A small matter."
The chopsticks stirred a large amount of chopsticks and stuffed them directly into their mouths.
The boss lady was about to say something, but it was still too late.
Wang Han's chewing action suddenly paused.
The boss lady asked with a smile, "Is it spicy?"
Wang Hai pulled out a tissue and wiped his nose, tears, and ate everything in his mouth.
"Hiss~
Not spicy!”
The boss's wife smiled so hard that her shoulders were shaking up and down, and handed Wang Han a glass of water, "I'll change you a bowl."
Wang Han waved his hand and said stubbornly, "No need, you must not waste food."
The woman who was diagonally facing the table pursed her lips and apologized to Wang Han when she smiled.
"I'm sorry, I'll order another bowl for you! Don't eat this bowl. If you are afraid of wasting it, I'll eat it."
Wang Han was stunned for a moment, "I can eat spicy food!"
What else the woman wanted to say was discovered that Wang Han was burying his head and ate very quickly.
The proprietress observed Wang Han and found that Wang Han was choked at the beginning and shed tears. There was no sign of discomfort behind her. She was a little surprised that this young man could really eat spicy food.
Pull out a tissue and wipe your mouth.
Nodded to the proprietress.
I lit a cigarette when I went out and prepared to blow the air before getting on the bus.
A gust of fragrance came from behind.
"This is for you!"
Wang Han turned around and the woman just now handed over a bottle of hot peanut dew, "Drink some to protect your stomach! Otherwise, your stomach will hurt!"
The woman stuffed the peanut dew into Wang Han's hand, apologized for Wang Han again, supported her backpack straps with both hands, and turned around and walked towards the distance.
Wang Han looked at the peanut dew in his hand.
Several young people across the street saw the white-skinned woman and immediately got injected with chicken blood. They excitedly rode an electric bike with water guns and slapped water at the woman.
The woman held her hands in front of her and said timidly, "Don't make a fuss!"
But the more this happens, the more excited the young people are, and they are specifically slapped at the woman's face.
The woman supported her hands, her tone trembled, and she was about to cry, "Don't make a fuss!"
The old man from the hardware store next door stood up angrily, "Son of Turtle!"
After rushing over, a few young people rode electric bikes toward the distance.
The old man was panting and returned to the store door. Unexpectedly, after seeing the old man come back, the young young people rode their bikes like flies, and were even more arrogant and slapped at the woman.
The boss lady heard the noise and rushed out, "Mom sells criticism! If you have something that your mother raises or not, you will die?"
The young people riding electric bikes and then slapped the boss's wife.
The old man from the hardware store next door was gasping for breath, and the ostentatious swept Wang Han, "There is a backbone coward!"
Just finished speaking.
Wang Han held the cigarette, picked up the peanut dew in his hand and flicked his thumb!