Chapter 1506
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His arm was still on her waist, and he said to Adjutant Su, "Go to the place she said."
Hearing this, Adjutant Su nodded and started the car. "Yes."
The black and expensive Plymouth sedan drove on the street, and the exhaust smoke from the car was faint and not very thick.
Accompanied by the honking sound, the pedestrians on the streets of Beiping all hid to the side.
The street was filled with the sound of people buying candied haws, candies, and pancakes. Under the hot sun, the whole of Beiping looked peaceful.
Although Uncle Zhang's shop didn't look luxurious and was a little shabby, it was very clean.
Shen Wanqing and Jing Yanxiu got out of the car, and Adjutant Su was waiting in the car.
After entering, they estimated that there weren't many people in the shop. Uncle Zhang was at the counter counting money on an abacus.
Seeing this, Shen Wanqing walked in with a smile and joked, "Oh, Uncle Zhang is counting money. It seems that the shop's business is very good? "
Hearing Shen Wanqing's voice, Uncle Zhang raised his head and replied with a smile, "What are you talking about? The shop hasn't had any business these days. I'm just counting the losses …"
Uncle Zhang's voice paused. He was stunned when he saw the indifferent and noble warlord beside Shen Wanqing.
He couldn't find his voice for a long time and just looked at them without speaking.
At this time, Shen Wanqing and Jing Yanxiu had already walked over.
"Uncle Zhang?" Shen Wanqing called softly.
Uncle Zhang quickly came back to his senses. "Uh … Miss Shen, you're here … this … this is?"
Uncle Zhang looked at the silent young man beside him and felt inexplicably scared, a little fearful.
"He's Second Master Jing, Jing Yanxiu." Shen Wanqing didn't feel anything and introduced him to Uncle Zhang naturally.
She didn't know that when Uncle Zhang heard that the other party was Second Master Jing, his legs turned to jelly.
The famous and decisive Young Marshal of Beiping actually … actually came to a small place like his …
Uncle Zhang felt as if he was dreaming.
Shen Wanqing looked at the soulless Uncle Zhang and couldn't help but feel a little speechless.
"Ahem, Grandpa Zhang, two bowls of beef noodles …"
She suddenly paused and turned to ask Jing Yanxiu, "Second Master, can you eat spicy food?"
"…"
The other party was silent for a moment. "I don't need it."
She nodded and turned to Grandpa Zhang. "Two bowls of beef noodles, one with spicy sauce and one without."
Jing Yanxiu: "…"
After Uncle Zhang left, he said in a low voice, "I said I don't need it."
She sounded a little aggrieved.
Shen Wanqing knew that it was because of his mysophobia, so she clapped her hands to comfort him. "Don't worry, the food made by Mr. Zhang is very clean!"
For example, the tables and chairs here were almost spotless. One could tell at a glance that Grandpa Zhang was a person who loved cleanliness.
Jing Yanxiu pursed his lips and sat down without saying anything.
Soon, Grandpa Zhang's beef noodles were served. Looking at the two bowls of beef noodles served by Uncle Zhang, Shen Wanqing was dumbfounded.
Grandpa Zhang's beef noodles were originally very big, but today, there was so much beef on top that she couldn't see the noodles underneath.
Shen Wanqing handed the chopsticks to Jing Yanxiu and took a bite of the spiced beef. She immediately narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.
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