Chapter 5602

Meng Xinian and Dai Gang met with worse conditions when they were on a mission. They were so hungry that they couldn't find anything to eat. Even though the small noodle shop was dirty, they couldn't sit down.

"What would you like to eat?" A man with an inconvenient right foot came over with an equally black and greasy towel on his shoulder, with a heavy dialect.

"What is it?"

"Noodles, clear soup noodles, dried noodles, sesame oil noodles."

"Give us a bowl of noodles and soup." Said Dai Gang. Such a health situation, more greasy on the contrary may eat bad stomach, so the safest is clear soup noodles.

"All right, you'll sit down and come at once."

The man turned and lifted the curtain and went into the room.

Meng had been looking at his back all the time. When the curtain came down again and blocked his sight, he took back his eyes, lowered his voice, and said, "it's good to eat one or two mouthfuls later. I don't need to say anything else."

"Boss, what's the problem?"

A member of the team asked in a low voice with an air of awe.

"Well, it's not right."

They followed those people to come to this town. They were all dressed in disguise. Because they were short heads, they were afraid that they would be too eye-catching. Therefore, some people wore hats, some wore headscarves, and some wore wigs. Moreover, under Meng's advice, they deliberately relaxed their posture, and their waists were not straight. They looked like they were going south and North Business people.

No one doubted it all the way. Now it is the first time that Meng reminded them that something was wrong.

It was getting dark quickly. When the boss was cooking noodles, it was completely dark outside. In the noodle shop, it was dark. It was only a little light. They could not see each other's face clearly when they sat by.

"Hello, can I turn on the light?"

Dai Gang called out as if he was impatient.

The man brought out a bowl of noodles in each hand and put it on the table. With a smile, he said, "a few people will make do with it. I can't afford the lamp. I'll light the lamp for you."

"Light up?" Several people are a Leng, saw him take kerosene lamp out, light.

At this time, the public felt that the darkness was terrible. The kerosene lamp didn't make them feel bright.

"This small noodle shop can't make a lot of money. My feet are not very convenient. I can't do anything else. I'll make do with it." The boss grinned at them and said, "eat noodles quickly. It won't taste good after a while."

Several people looked at each other secretly and ate noodles with their heads down.

Naturally, the taste of noodles is not good. I don't know if it is because of what Meng told them in the past years that something was wrong in their hearts. They always felt a little bitter when eating noodles.

One of the team members took a bite and threw the chopsticks into the bowl. He said in a bad voice, "what's the taste? It's awful

The player sitting opposite him also advised him, "don't be so picky when you're out."

Then he took a bite, as if he had slapped himself in the face. "I'll go. It's really bad!" Then he left the chopsticks.

"Really not delicious?" Dai Gang tasted a mouthful and began to eat, "it is estimated that the water quality here is not good. You don't eat me."

He said to eat, in fact, is holding a piece of noodles slowly bit by bit into his mouth.

Only Meng used to eat with his head bowed and did not speak.

The crowd was a little anxious. Isn't there a problem? How can the captain still eat?

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