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Although Zhou Lao, who is wearing the old man, said it was unrelenting and straightforward.

However, Yuanzhou was not angry, but asked the calm mouth. "Excuse me?"

"Who am I, what are you doing?" The old man frowned, and when he turned around, he was ready to go.

"You are Mr. Ma." Yuanzhou said affirmatively.

"How do you know the old man?" The old man turned his head and his tone was not very good.

"Intuition." Yuanzhou also frankly said directly.

"Oh." The old man snorted and ignored him. He turned around and left.

"Sorry, wait a moment." Yuanzhou took a few steps forward, and regardless of the cold face of the old man, went straight to the old man.

"Daddy and you have nothing to say, where are you from?" The old man wearing a well-dressed tunic suit, step by step is very stable, the head is unbiased, and it is very impressive at first glance.

"Mr. Ma, it seems that you know my purpose, then I will make a long story short, I hope to have the pleasure to taste the delicious food you have done." Yuanzhou is serious and looks serious.

"The little things are not too small, why do you want to eat for you?" The old man spoke not a question, but a positive sentence.

"You just said that this is a violent thing, then I think you should not want to spoil the food." Yuanzhou said affirmatively.

"What is the relationship with the old man, go away." The old man said that he did not know why, but instead came up with gas and directly drove Yuanzhou.

Seeing that Mr. Ma is very determined, Yuanzhou is not good enough to go up and ask again. He can only go to the place where he rents. After all, the twisted melon is not sweet.

"Haha, I heard that you were smashed by the old man?" The old man said with a smile, and his tone was full of ridicule.

"Not counting, just did not promise me ** soup." Of course, there is no secret in a small village, Yuanzhou also said directly.

"Your boy's heart is big, but looking for the wrong person, the old man has not been in the bag for many years." The old man said with a sigh of emotion.

"Why?" Yuanzhou observed Mr. Ma at a close distance today. Now he is physically healthy, his face is ruddy, and his voice is like a Hong Zhong. It should not be a physical problem.

"Then I don't know. This old man is weird. He never cooks himself, and he always picks up the bad things that others do." The old man knocked on the pipe and said calmly.

“Mr. Ma went to other people’s home to eat?” Yuanzhou was curious.

After all, he is a chef himself, not because he heard that there is a special food, but he is more willing to do it himself. Other people's craftsmanship can't compare with himself.

"No, the old man is a weirdo. If I really know that his ancestors were royal chefs, he really did a state banquet, or whoever believed him." The old man sucked a leaf of smoke and smoke.

"National banquet?" Yuanzhou has not heard this. I only know that Mr. Ma was originally a Manchu, surname or the former eight major surnames. The ancestors were cooking for the emperor. He himself has been there, and it is said that he has learned the skills. .

"No, he was a sensation when he came to us, but now no one is willing to take care of him." The old man continued to smoke while talking about gossip, and Yuanzhou listened carefully.

Still not asking, "Why don't you care about him?"

"After that guy's village, I refused to accept the students, and said that I didn't have the qualification to teach the white religion, nor did I cook for myself. It was the family's meal, but the mouth was not forgiving." The old man said that he was very angry. It seems to be mad.

"Thank you, I understand." After listening to Yuanzhou, I thought of an idea that might be able to reach my own ideas.

"Do you understand what?" The old man was confused.

"Is it possible to borrow my stove and use the ingredients." Yuanzhou did not answer, but asked sincerely.

"Oh, OK, things are in the cupboard, you use me to count the money, of course, the following will not charge you." The old man is still very generous.

"I am going to cook the noodle soup. Do you need a bowl?" Yuanzhou heard the money below, some embarrassed, he asked.

"That is good, the soup is fast, I want a small bowl, fill the stomach." The old man said that he put down the tobacco rod.

"Uncle, I want too." Yuanzhou did not agree, there was a voice from a little boy.

"Well, there is only one small bowl." Yuanzhou said that it is definitely not a vengeance, just a child, too much will not finish.

"Thank you, uncle." The little boy was very polite, although there were some red marks on his face, but it was not cute.

What Yuanzhou has to do is naturally the kind of soup noodles in the store, but there is no such flour and water, and the wheat flour in this place is also natural and pollution-free. The water quality is also the clear spring on the mountain, and the crafts of Yuanzhou will definitely be very delicious.

The process of clear noodle soup Yuanzhou is well-known in the heart, a pot directly out of the three bowls of clear soup noodles, just in the two big white porcelain bowl.

White with yellowish noodles, clear noodle soup, and a slow fragrance that makes people move their fingers.

"Hey, I don't have an egg, the chopped green onion is on the box, I didn't find it?" The old man passed the bowl and said with confusion.

"Found, but this bowl does not need those." As a small person looking for something to find something is still no problem, but Yuanzhou is very confident, do not need those to enhance the taste, only the taste and strength of wheat itself .

"That line, just eat it like this." The old man is not picky, and he is ready to eat in the bowl.

"I want to borrow your bowl." Yuanzhou greeted him first.

"No problem, take it." The old man said generously.

"Uncle is walking slowly." The little boy said cleverly, it is called or uncle.

“Thank you.” Yuanzhou gently nodded and thanked, took out a plate and tilted it slightly to avoid dust from entering the bowl and affecting the taste and taste.

This bowl is naturally sent to Mr. Ma, Yuanzhou self-identified cooking is at the peak level, and perhaps improve his cooking level is expected to eat the royal meal.

People are endless about eating, such as the poisonous puffer fish, or there are countless people who are going to enjoy it.

Yuanzhou is also willing to go all out to eat royal food. For example, Yuanzhou feels that he has waved his own 12 points and is very satisfied with himself.

It was easy to find Mr. Ma’s home because he was very famous. In five minutes, Yuanzhou came to Mr. Ma’s house.

"Mr. Ma, your lunch." At 2:20 pm, Yuanzhou estimates that Mr. Ma’s village must have not yet had lunch.

"Why, there are still people who have delivered food today? The old man is not awkward." Mr. Ma’s opening is not a good word. It seems that it is not just for Yuanzhou, but for everyone. It’s like saying, 'I don’t look down on you. I am looking down on everyone's feelings. ’

"You taste it." Yuanzhou didn't have much to say. He was not good at interpersonal interaction.

"It's your kid again." Mr. Ma snorted and refused. He sat down and ate, his face calm.

The two grandfathers who eat noodles over there can't calm down (unfinished.)

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