Chapter 590

When Jiang Fuyue and his party came out after dinner, they saw Edmund sitting at the door of the store, with a small horse under his ass, long hands and legs shrinking, holding a magic stick and eating like a thief.

Take a bite, marvel, and your face is full of satisfaction.

Poof——

Huo Fanjin didn't resist: "I thought how powerful it was. A magic stick can turn into a sand carving in seconds."

Fan Ye swallowed his saliva: "he eats so delicious..."

Fang Canyang nodded, "it's incense."

Then he looked at Fan Ye, turned his head and took the staff.

Gao Zhaoming and Huang Hui followed.

Gillina followed with curiosity.

Huo Fanjin: "do you want to exaggerate?"

Having said that, his feet were out of control and plunged into the crowd.

“……”

Lin Shumo put away his mobile phone and turned to look at Jiang Fuyue: "Zhong Ziang is coming. Please have a snack. Are you going?"

Before Jiang Fuyue spoke, Zhong Ziang arrived.

He first greeted Lin Shumo with a smile. When he turned to look at Jiang Fuyue, his eyes suddenly became weiqubaba, and his tone was also stained with a trace of resentment: "don't call me stingy when eating."

Jiang Fuyue pulled at the corner of her mouth.

"I'm still generous. I can't refuse to invite you to have a snack. You must go."

“……”

Zhong Ziang ran to ask the others, and everyone shook their heads one after another——

Huo Fanjin: "no, I eat too much. Now I can't drink half a mouthful of water. Go."

Fan Ye: "I want to go back to the hotel before 8 o'clock."

The remaining few people couldn't go. First, they weren't hungry. Second, they wanted to go back and have a rest.

Therefore, Zhong Ziang's night snack ended up with him, Lin Shumo and Jiang Fuyue.

Jiang Fuyue originally wanted to go, but Zhong Ziang suddenly complained——

"It's too much not to treat you so differently!"

Jiang Fuyue looked inexplicable, and then heard Zhong Ziang muttering: "Yi Jisheng, you sent him a KT UAV. I checked it on the Internet. Good guy, it's out of print! As a result, it's my turn, even if I don't call me for dinner. Now I invite you not to give face. You say, where is Yi Jisheng better than me?"

Jiang Fuyue was confused.

"Is he more handsome than me, or is his family richer than me?"

“……”

"Anyway, give me a definite word today. Go or not." say the hardest "cruel words" in the most wronged tone.

Lin Shumo didn't look too far. He didn't even see it.

Finally, Jiang Fuyue said, "go."

Master Zhong said with a smile, "yes, that's Fair..."

Before leaving, she turned around and explained to Cao Dou.

The latter looked at the door of the store and nodded, "OK, I'll do it in a minute."

A quarter of an hour later, a plate of fried rice with eggs was sent to de Meng after eating the Dharma stick.

Edmund looked inexplicably: "for me?"

Cao Dou: "yes."

"Why?"

"Let you feel the breadth and depth of Chinese food culture."

"I still don't understand."

Cao Dou put it directly in front of him: "eat, Jiang Fuyue invited."

Then he turned to leave and continued to greet the guests.

Edmund was stunned, then hesitated, picked up the spoon, dug a mouthful of rice and put it into his mouth.

The next second, his lake blue eyes lit up.

……

But Zhong Ziang took Lin Shumo and Jiang Fuyue to a large stall nearby.

Sit down and wave your hand: "boss, order!"

"OK!" a fat aunt wearing an apron ran over with a smile, "what do you want to eat?"

Zhong Ziang is familiar with the way: "dry fried Niuhe, spicy lobster, double cooked meat, three bottles of beer!"

Lin Shumo: "I don't drink."

Zhong Ziang glanced at him obliquely: "what are you loading? Come on."

Lin Shumo coughed and felt his nose guilty.

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.

Zhong Ziang asked with a smile, "can you drink beer?"

"Of course." Jiang Fuyue nodded.

Lin Shumo couldn't help looking at her more.

Fat aunt: "fresh mutton kebab, just roasted, hot. Would you like to try it?"

Zhong Ziang nodded, "OK, let's have thirty strings first."

"Ah! Should beer be bottled or canned?"

Zhong Ziang: "bottled, this is the feeling!"

Soon, mutton kebabs didn't come, but beer was first served. It was an old brand in linhuai.

Zhong Ziang opened the lid quickly, put one bottle in front of Lin Shu's ink face, pushed one bottle to Jiang Fuyue's hand, and left one bottle for himself.

When I looked up, I took a few gulps and lost half a bottle in the twinkling of an eye.

After drinking, he gave a long hiccup - "cool!"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes and looked around. Maybe the atmosphere was so good that she unconsciously remembered the scene of wandering with the night machine before taking over Lou's house in her previous life.

At that time, their parents and grandchildren lived wherever they went, ate more humble food stalls and drank more white work than their beer.

Thinking of it, she unconsciously picked up the bottle.

When the meat kebab comes up, more than half of the bottle has been eaten.

Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo both looked surprised.

"Can you drink?"

"So you also want to drink..."

They spoke almost at the same time. The next second, Jiang Fuyue received a cold hum.

"Do I look like I can't drink?"

They nodded at the same time, and their movements were quite neat - like!

Jiang Fuyue: "

Since they are all fellow believers, Lin Shumo, who was still holding a reserved character, also let go.

Not to mention Zhong Ziang, he simply asked the waiter to carry a tin of twelve bottles in total.

"You look young and can drink!" the fat landlady sat not far away, with a big basin in front of her and a pile of vegetables at her feet, picking and chatting.

In the shed behind her, the boss was cooking in a hot pot. The fire rose eight feet high, and the smell of fried spread far away.

Maybe it's still early, the stall is not busy, except for another table, there are only them.

Zhong Ziang heard the speech and proudly raised his chin: "it's easy to say."

Lin Shumo: "..." what's so proud of?

Jiang Fuyue blinks. Maybe the little boys are so childish?

The landlady smiled: "in short, drink in moderation. Just as the saying goes, drink a little to make you feel happy and get drunk will hurt you!"

Jiang Fuyue looked behind her. The man was shaking his spoon: "are you a husband and wife stall?"

"Yes! Earn a little money to support the family." the woman's plump face has a deeper smile and deep lines around her mouth.

Zhong Ziang answered, "it's called singing and following, isn't it?"

"Oh, I don't read many books. I only know to marry the chicken!"

Zhong Ziang laughed: "all the same, all the same, the meaning is the same."

Jiang Fuyue took a disposable paper cup, poured a small half of the cup and handed it over: "go one?"

"That's nice!" the landlady was not coy at all. She wiped two on her apron and stretched out her hand to pick it up.

Jiang Fuyue smiled and gently touched the wine bottle and paper cup.

The two women raised their heads at the same time, finished drinking and smiled at each other.

Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo were surprised by Jiang Fuyue's move.

Look at this familiar posture, open your mouth and come to the jargon. There must be a strong Jianghu atmosphere between your gestures. You must have done it more than once or twice.

"You..."

They wanted to ask, but they didn't know how to speak.

Just then the meat kebab came up, "eat more," the landlady smiled, bent her eyebrows and thumbed up, "this is my man's craft."

"Wife - Hurry!"

"Coming, coming!" the landlady answered and hurried to the shed.

Then a pot of Red Crayfish was put in front of several people. The spicy flavor was mixed with hemp fragrance, with full pot gas.

Then dry fried Niuhe, black with red, beef pieces are clear, not the kind of miscellaneous pieces with tendons.

The last one on the table is the double cooked meat. The smell of bean paste comes to the face, plus the old extraction color, shredded ginger, pickled pepper and vegetable pepper, red and green.

Landlady: "try it. How does it taste?"

Zhong Ziang took a chopstick and nodded: "absolutely!"

The landlady smiled, "take your time."

After eight o'clock, there are more and more customers in the stall. The sound of boxing and persuasion is higher and higher.

Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo have been slightly drunk. Only Jiang Fuyue's eyes are still clear, but his cheeks inevitably get a few blushes.

Jiang Fuyue picked up a bunch of mutton and was about to eat it. Suddenly, a commotion came from a distance. When she was close, she heard that it was the curse of a group of bastards!

"Watch it, isn't it this one?"

"Yes, that's the couple! Brother Fei started diarrhea when he came home from eating here yesterday. Now people are still lying in the hospital and hanging water. They don't admit to losing money!"

"Well! This is to cheat? Very good! Brothers surround the stall first!"

"Yes -"

As early as this group of people approached, they were still in full swing one second ago, and the next second they abandoned their chopsticks and ran for their lives. The guests with a little conscience also knew to put a hundred or so pieces to pay the bill. As for those fishing in troubled waters, they had long disappeared, kicked over the chair and broke the wine bottle in a hurry.

The scene was once in chaos.

The landlady was stunned. Fortunately, her husband reacted quickly. He took a kitchen knife from the stove and blocked it in front with his body.

"What do you want?"