Chapter 290

Chameleon modest said: "grandma, compared to you, I am still very young, also have to learn from you."

"Girl, you drive to victory."

Half an hour later, we arrived on the road to victory.

"Grandma, where are you going?"

Soymilk raised her wrist, looked at her watch and said, "it's noon. I want to go down for lunch."

"Grandma, as far as I know, there is no upscale hotel on Shengli road."

"Ha ha... I'm tired of eating high-end restaurants for a long time. I just want to try some snacks at the food stalls for a change."

When the car arrived at a crossroad, douru said, "girl, stop here."

The chameleon stops.

Soymilk paid, politely said: "girl, thank you."

Chameleon quickly took out a business card and said, "grandma, I think you are just like my own grandma. Maybe we have a destiny. Next time grandma uses a car, please call me in advance and I will wait for you at the gate of the villa."

Soymilk took the chameleon's business card, looked at it, praised and said: "girl, your name is very good, Wenjie. You are a cultured person."

"Grandma, I can't say how high my culture is. I just went to a junior college and majored in breeding. I can only work in the countryside. I'm nostalgic for the city, so I had to change my career and drive a taxi."

"It's great to drive a taxi."

"Grandma, take your time. Call me when you need a car. I'll be on call."

Soymilk said happily: "girl, we really have a predestined relationship. I think you are just like my granddaughter. I'll call you next time I want to use the car."

Soymilk got out of the car and walked slowly to a small alley.

Chameleon drove the car forward for a while, then turned a corner. He got out of the car and ran to Shengli Road, peering at soymilk.

Soya bean milk came to an alley and stopped in front of a wonton stall. It seemed that she had a few words with the wonton vendor's sister-in-law, and then sat down.

The wonton seller's sister-in-law put down a bowl of wonton and brought it to the front of soymilk. Soymilk lowered her head and began to eat.

Chameleon quickly called Wang Xiaoman: "Mr. Wang, soy milk has seven twists and eight twists. After sitting in my car for two hours, she came to Shengli road. She bought a bowl of wonton at a wonton stall at the entrance of an alley and was eating it."

Wang Xiaoman asked in surprise: "do you say soy milk eat wonton on Shengli road?"

"Yes, I think she eats with relish. Just now in the car, soymilk said that she would have lunch. I told her that there was no high-end restaurant on Shengli Road, and soymilk said that she wanted to try snacks."

"Chameleon, you keep an eye on the soy milk to see where she will go after eating wonton and who she will contact."

"OK, I'll keep an eye on soy milk."

Soymilk stayed at the wonton stall for half an hour, then waved and stopped a taxi.

The chameleon drives his own taxi and follows the taxi closely.

Soymilk went straight back to Regal Garden Villa.

Wang Xiaoman immediately called Chang Wen and told him: "today, soya bean milk took a taxi with chameleon and went for a ride for two hours, but no one went to see her. Finally, she went to the wonton stall to eat a bowl of wonton, and then went home."

Chang Wen puzzled and said: "is soymilk going out this morning just for a ride and eating wonton?"

"According to the whereabouts of soymilk, it seems that it's just for a ride and eating wonton."

"Don't you think it's strange, sister Wang? Why does soymilk have to go so far to eat wonton over and over again? "

"Maybe soymilk likes the wonton in that stall, so it's a good one."

"Sister Wang, I'll go to Shengli road immediately, and I'll have a bowl of wonton too. I'd like to see how delicious the wonton at that stall is."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Chang Wen drove his car to Shengli road. He found the wonton stall.

Wonton is sold by a 40 year old sister-in-law, who looks very clean.

There are two folding square tables beside the wonton stall, and there is not a single diner.

Chang Wen asked, "sister-in-law, give me a bowl of wonton."

He sat down and said, "sister-in-law, when did you start setting up wonton stalls here?"

"It's been three years."

"Oh, sister-in-law, what did you do three years ago?"

"Three years ago, I was still farming in the countryside. Later, my husband died, and I had some trouble farming alone, so I rented the land to someone else, and then came to the city to do the wonton business. "

"Sister-in-law, are you alone?"

"I also have a son who works in a factory. After work in the evening, he will come to help me."

My sister-in-law ordered a bowl of wonton, and Chang Wen tasted it. She found that the wonton here had no special flavor, and even was not as good as the wonton Chang Wen had eaten. "

"Sister-in-law, who did you learn the craft of making wonton from?"

"Ha ha... Do you still need to learn? Just chop some meat and have a bag. When I was in the countryside, I learned from my wife."

Chang Wen ate a bowl of wonton with his nose in his hand. It can be said that this wonton is hard to swallow.

Maybe Chang Wen's mouth is too tricky, but Chang Wen's mouth is very pungent.

Chang Wen thought: maybe, soybean milk likes this one.

"Sister in law, do you have many repeat customers here?"

"Yes, there are more guests in the evening. After ten o'clock, those who come back from the night shift will eat a bowl of wonton here for supper."

After eating wonton, Chang Wen said goodbye to his sister-in-law.

He went to the earth investigation company and said to Wang Xiaoman, "this afternoon, I went to Shengli road to eat a bowl of wonton. Needless to say, I almost threw it up."

"So bad? Not really. "

"I don't understand, such a bad wonton, soybean milk has repeatedly run to eat, does she like this one?"

"Yes, everyone's tastes are different. Maybe you think it's bad. Soymilk is delicious."

Chang Wen always feels a little confused. After taking a taxi for a long time, she comes to eat wonton again, which is a bit unreasonable.

Chang Wen went home and asked Dousha, "does grandma like wonton?"

"I don't know. I only know that grandma is not interested in food. She is from the South and only likes rice. My grandfather is a southerner, and he's not interested in food. "

"That's strange. I saw grandma go to the small stall to eat wonton again and again. Do you think it's strange?"

"Grandma went to a small stall to eat wonton? Chang Wen, you're right. "

"I'm not blind. How can I see the wrong person? It's true that grandma likes to eat wonton, and she especially likes to eat wonton from Shengli Road stall."

Dousha said doubtfully: "I heard grandma say that she hates wonton most and doesn't like dumplings. If you want to say that grandma goes to eat wonton again and again, I'm afraid no one will believe it."