Qin Xiaoyi and Gao Fan chatted as they walked.
"Shameless Wu is really powerful. Are you going again today?" Gao Fan was a little worried.
"Don't be afraid. Let's just order the Egg Fried Rice. Not to mention that it's not easy to snatch, it's also cost-effective." Qin Xiaoyi said with high morale.
"But we can't snatch any of his dishes," Gao Fan recalled that he had managed to snatch a piece of Sautéed Vermicelli with Spicy Minced Pork from Wuhai last time.
"Don't worry. We have practiced the joint attack skill before. Let's use it today. This time, we can snatch all his dishes," Qin Xiaoyi said confidently.
"Alright then. Just wait for my signal." Gao Fan nodded his head and agreed to Qin Xiaoyi's plan.
As they talked, they arrived at the Yuanzhou shop.
Yes, when the two of them were practicing their joint attack, Gao Fan was in charge of directing them, while Qin Xiaoyi was in charge of suppressing Wuhai with his imposing manner.
However, was Wuhai that easy to deal with?
What a joke! There was no one who could deal with Wuhai, not even two people.
During dinner time, Qin Xiaoyi, Gao Fan, Wuhai, and the others were not the only ones who came. The old man who drove the electric tricycle was also there.
However, there were too many delicacies, and the old man could only come here once or twice a month. Therefore, he seemed to be in a dilemma every time, wanting to eat this and that.
Unfortunately, the small amount of money in his pocket was not enough. However, the old man was more open-minded. Just like when he told stories, he often said, "The size of the pot, the same amount of rice."
Therefore, although they were hesitant when they were waiting in line, they didn't hesitate when they entered the restaurant and ordered what they wanted to eat.
"A glass of lemonade, a Thousand Layer Mantou, and a Smoked Fish Silver Thread Noodles." The old man would try his best to order different dishes. He was also thinking if he should save some money and take medicine for Dongpo Pig Knuckle.
After all, a portion of Dongpo Pig Knuckle cost 2,080 RMB, which was equivalent to the old man's monthly salary for riding a tricycle.
When business was good, they could earn more than 3,000 points, but that was still a small amount in a year.
"Ok. Coming right up." Zhou Jia nodded her head and took note of the dishes. Then, she turned around and greeted the other customers who hadn't ordered yet.
"The old man is here?"
"How's business today?"
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. I've been afraid of that road-blocking ghost for more than half a month. This time, it can't be a supernatural experience."
Seeing the old man, many people turned to greet him. Many diners liked to see the old man, because listening to the old man's stories while eating had a special flavor. Among them, there was a timid man. Although he had the muscles of a bodybuilder, his courage was only the size of a quail egg. He loved listening to the old man's stories the most, and he listened very attentively every time. Last time, it was a supernatural story that scared him half to death.
The old man was in good spirits and responded with a smile. In his words, he "exercised" every day and ate delicious food from time to time. How could he not be healthy?
Lemon water, steamed buns, and smoked fish and silver thread noodles were not complicated, so it didn't take long for Zhou Jia to serve the dishes.
"Grandpa, please eat slowly and speak slowly." Although Zhou Jia was much more relaxed than ordinary waiters, she had little free time after all. Therefore, she often missed most of the old man's stories.
For several times, the old man would tell the story to Zhou Jia again in private. Therefore, the old man and the young girl had a good relationship.
"Little Jia, do me a favor after work."
When Zhou Jia turned around, the old man suddenly said. Zhou Jia nodded her head.
"What is the old man going to tell us today?" The timid man couldn't wait any longer.
"Let me have a taste of the smoked fish and silver thread noodles first. I've long heard that it's delicious." The old man had been craving for the noodles for a long time and almost drooled. After the noodles were served, he stuffed them into his mouth and then drank a mouthful of the broth.
The broth of the Smoked Fish and Silver Thread Noodles was made of stock. As soon as he drank it, his stomach warmed up immediately. Then, a fresh and delicious taste spread in his mouth.
This fresh and delicious soup was different from other broths. It was warm as if he had eaten a mouthful of fresh and tender chicken. The fresh and sweet feeling remained in his mouth. After swallowing it, the old man felt very comfortable in his mouth, unlike other broths where he would feel thirsty immediately after drinking it.
Obviously, it wasn't the stock. It was the authentic one in Boss Yuan's restaurant. The old man sighed inwardly. Although the price was considerable, where else could he find such an authentic broth?
"Ah, the taste is really good. It's a pity that I don't have a granddaughter. Otherwise, it would be great if she could marry Boss Yuan." The old man sighed with emotion again after drinking a few mouthfuls.
The story told us that foodies didn't discriminate by nationality, let alone age.
The timid strong man also waited at the side until the old man had eaten a few mouthfuls and finally heard the story he wanted to hear.
"About three or four years ago, I rode my bicycle to solicit customers at night and then saw a man and a woman arguing. Originally, it had nothing to do with me, but a child was involved in it. I was worried that it was a human trafficker, so I kept an eye on it and rode my bicycle closer. "
"When I got closer, I roughly understood that the man was a street performer." The old man said, "He's the street performer you often see on TV during the Republic of China period. The child was his apprentice, and the woman was the child's mother. The reason for the conflict was that the child couldn't stand the hardships of learning. "
The old man riding the tricycle was also a strange person. After hearing that it wasn't a human trafficker, he rode the tricycle to the side and didn't leave. Instead, he waited for the street performer.
Under the circumstances where he didn't know the street performer, he invited him to drink and eat kebabs. Then, he learned more.
"There are four great ancient tricks in China. Sword, Pill, Bean, and Ring, Sword is Sword Swallowing, Pill is Swallowing Iron Ball, Bean is Immortal Plucking Beans, and Ring is a series of tricks. Master knows sword and pill. Sword Swallowing isn't like what we think, which is to get a flexible sword. Instead, he started practicing from a young age. When he was young, he would use some non-poisonous foreign objects and get used to vomiting. Then, he would stab a green onion into his throat. Then, he would slowly change to a wooden stick and a wooden sword. Finally, he could swallow a real sword. "
When the surrounding customers heard this, they couldn't help but touch their throats subconsciously. It was really painful to practice this kind of practice. The cowardly strong man was really cowardly. He felt uncomfortable all over.
As for Swallowing Iron Ball, it was to swallow a metal ball into one's stomach and then spit it out.
The old man described it very clearly and even talked about many interesting things about the performance. It could be seen that he really treated the street performer to a meal for a long time.
"Actually, if you think about it carefully, it's true. Tricks are real skills. Let's not talk about other things. Just Sword Swallowing alone, which mother can bear to let her child learn it? Anyway, if I had a grandson or granddaughter, I definitely wouldn't bear to do it. " The old man said, "That's why Master said that there are less than a hundred people who can swallow swords, including him, and less than 50 people who can swallow iron balls. Perhaps in another generation, the Sword Core Bean Ring will only be left with Bean and Ring. "
Many of the surrounding customers felt that it was a pity. The cowardly strong man also muttered that it was a pity.
"Pity? Send your child to learn it in the future. "A familiar customer teased him.
The strong man shook his head repeatedly. "It's too hard. I don't want my child to suffer."
"Then it's fine."
Everyone listened to the three-wheeled old man continue to speak. In fact, there was one more point that the old man didn't mention. Besides being hard, there wasn't a good future after mastering it. Thinking about it, it was hard and there wasn't a good future. Why should they learn it? Therefore, it was useless to just feel pity. Many skills were lost because of pity.
The old man ate slowly. Therefore, after he finished talking about the street performer, he could talk about another thing. And this one thing made Yuan Zhou, who was in the kitchen, very interested.
Meanwhile, Wuhai listened with great interest. He didn't even stare at Qin Xiaoyi and the others …
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