"Boss, that's not what we meant. It's just that your paintings are too advanced. Maybe our level is not enough!"
The boss looked disappointed, but still said firmly.
"Don't worry, I won't give up because of your comments, I will definitely stick to it..."
The old lady was so angry that her teeth itched and she immediately cursed.
"You are so stubborn. If you don't go out to work next month or you get hungry again, we won't give you another penny!"
"Hurry up and show me the store, I'm still sitting here dumbfounded..."
The boss is dejected.
"I know..."
Chu Qian wanted to say a few words of help, but she really didn’t know what to say.
Perhaps it would be really good for the boss to let him recognize the reality.
Living in your own world all the time is also a very serious problem.
Chu Qian and the others focused their attention on the old lady's face again.
There is a big difference between the noodles made by the grandmother and the noodles made by the boss.
There is a layer of oily bloom on the chopped green onion.
Thick slices of beef are suspended on top of the soup, with a layer of chili oil floating on it.
Just by smelling it, it has a very strong aroma.
The old lady looked at Chu Qian and the others with a slightly apologetic look.
"I'm sorry, children, this meal has made you suffer. Let me teach you how to eat mutton steamed buns..."
Chu Qian said quickly.
"It doesn't matter, grandma, we have nothing to do anyway, so it would be great to learn something..."
Although Bai Ye didn't eat mutton steamed buns, he still looked at it with interest.
The old lady smiled and took out a steaming facial mask.
Then he pulled it off with his hands, put a small piece into the bowl, and explained to Chu Qian and others.
"This is an authentic steamed bun. It needs to be torn into very small pieces so that it can taste..."
"It takes us locals more than ten minutes to tear off just one film..."
"It's not that it takes so long to tear apart on purpose, but it takes a long time to make the pancakes taste better!"
Chu Qian nodded.
"So that's what happened..."
It seems that there is a lot of elegance in a small bowl of steamed buns.
He and Xiaoru followed the old lady's example and tore up steamed buns.
Xiaoru has a rather impatient temper, and it took her a while to tear off the film.
Then I sprinkled a handful of chili noodles and showed off like crazy.
Feel the rich aroma of mutton, combined with the aroma of onion and ginger, and it will be fresh to your grandma's house after one bite.
I also ordered steamed buns filled with soup.
It’s so exciting.
Xiaoru who ate gave a thumbs up.
"Well, it's so delicious. Try it quickly..."
At this moment, Xiaoru felt that her previous waiting was not in vain.
Chu Qian also started to do it. As soon as she took a sip of the mutton soup, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"It's so fresh..."
Immediately afterwards, tons and tons of water were poured into it.
Even Bai Ye, who has always been calm, moved much faster this time.
He actually ate faster than the other two.
A bowl of braised noodles was quickly emptied by him.
"I want another bowl..."
Xiaoru was a little surprised to see Bai Ye.
"Hey, what happened to this cold-faced king today? He actually made a request..."
Chu Qian joked.
"Didn't you call him the Cold Noodle King? He must like to eat noodles. The name you gave him has noodles in it!"
Xiaoru burst out laughing.
"Hahaha..."
When the water friends saw the three people eating so deliciously, they all became envious.
"Oh my god, this is so fragrant. I can't even imagine how delicious it is!"
"This old lady's cooking is so delicious. Even if the boss learns a third of it, it will be enough for him to live on. Why can't he think about it!"
"Yes, I can't learn even if I want to. This boss is not willing to learn. Such a good opportunity..."
"Just watching the three of them eating, I can't stand it. It must be so delicious..."
"It seems that it's not that Huimin Street is not good, it depends on the differences between individual businesses. Take a look at this one, it's pretty good in every aspect!"
"It seems necessary to go to Chang'an..."
"..."
The three of them finished eating quickly and couldn't help but praise.
"Grandma, your cooking is so delicious. I have never eaten such delicious noodles in my life..."
Xiaoru couldn't help but praise her.
The old lady is happy.
"Hahaha, grandma, I have been making noodles for more than 30 years, and it is difficult not to make them well..."
"It's a pity that my son doesn't live up to expectations. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it soon..."
The old lady said and looked away, the boss was playing games on his mobile phone.
Sighing as he spoke.
"Grandma, you are in very good health. It won't be a problem for you to continue working for more than 30 years!"
Chu Qian was comforted.
The old woman smiled bitterly and shook her head.
"I know my own body, but I'm afraid it won't work soon..."
"I won't be able to do it until next year..."
"That's why my old man and I thought about going out to have some fun!"
Chu Qian was stunned and opened her energy eyes.
Sure enough, I found that the area on the old woman’s stomach was red and black.
And the surrounding area is also bright red.
Based on past experience, this old lady should have gastric cancer, and it has reached an advanced stage.
It has spread.
Chu Qian could only comfort her.
"Don't worry, grandma, you are a lucky person and you will get better!"
At the advanced stage of gastric cancer, even if Chu Qian really knows magic, it is almost impossible to cure it.
And Chu Qian inadvertently glanced at the paintings on the table, and she suddenly seemed to find something?
That's right, after using the Eye of Energy.
The paintings on the table actually took on a different look.
Chu Qian was slightly stunned. This was the first time she had observed energy on an inhuman object.
My eyes focused on the painting again, and I seemed to find something different.
This painting seems to be made up of some crooked Chinese characters.
Every stroke falls in an unexpected place.
On the surface it looks like a ghostly drawing of a talisman.
Only now did Chu Qian finally understand what the painting was about?
She still needs to verify it.
Chu Qian said to the old lady.
"Does grandma have a mirror? I want to study this painting again..."
The old lady was a little surprised.
"What is there to study about this destruction? Dogs can draw better than him!"
"If you want a mirror, I have one. I'll go get it for you!"
After the old lady left, Xiaoru asked curiously.
"Is this old lady suffering from some disease? Why does she look bad!"
Chu Qian nodded.
"Yes, grandma's illness is quite serious, and I can't cure it either!"
Xiaoru was very surprised.
"If even you can't be cured, that means there is no hope of salvation!"
"Ah, it's so hard to eat such delicious noodles, but it's such a pity that I won't be able to eat them again!"
"This old woman is also pitiful. Why did she give birth to such a son?!"
"By the way, Chu Qian, why are you studying this painting again!"
Chu Qian said with a smile.
"I don't know either, I'm just curious. You'll find out later!"