Princess Against the World

"Third Young Master, we are not here to find..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly stopped speaking, looked around cautiously, and then carefully lowered his voice.

"Aren't you looking for that person? You are setting up a stall here... selling noodles, how can you find it?"

"Doesn't he need to eat and drink?" Ling Luoyu glanced at him indifferently: "As long as these people don't leave, he has to eat. Besides... if a person puts a noodle stall in front of your house, Will you come out and see if there is anything fishy?"

"……yes!"

"Then it's over? It's better for us to wait here and wait for the rabbit to come, than to go and look for a needle in a haystack, right?"

"...It seems to make sense..."

Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth and started to work in frustration.

In front of Ling Luoyu, he will always be the weak one.

The two struggled for a long time, and finally got everything done when the sun went down.

Feng Chenglin lit the stove, Ling Luoyu rolled up Lao Gao's sleeves and started cooking noodles.

On a cool night, the smell of a bowl of hot noodle soup warms your heart.

"call!"

The tent was opened, and two rough men stood at the door in a state of embarrassment.

"There are really people setting up stalls here..."

"You two, what do you want?"

Ling Luoyu faced him with both hands and a smile on his face.

"Our small noodle shop is like nothing else. It has plenty of wine, sauce, meat, and enough noodles..."

"I'm starving. Let's make some soy sauce, two bowls of noodles, and then some Shaodaozi wine. The stronger the better..."

One person sat down, took off the saber from his waist, and threw it on the table.

"This place is really weird. The closer it gets to night, the colder it gets..."

"Yes, my hands and feet were frozen last night. No matter how much I drank, it didn't matter! We have traveled to so many places, but there is no such a cold place..."

The two of them whispered and took a few sips of the wine Ling Luoyu brought to them, which seemed to drive away the chill in their bodies.

"Comfortable!"

"It feels hot...so good!"

Ling Luoyu served two bowls of hot noodle soup and was about to leave when someone suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"There's...nothing wrong with you, right?" The speaker looked at her with a pair of small triangular eyes.

The other little goatee immediately raised his head, and his drinking action was also sudden. He put down the wine bowl alertly and looked at Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin.

Ling Luoyu was grabbed by the wrist, propped up on the corner of the table, and laughed: "You two, I am seeking wealth, not life... If I put medicine in it and poison you to death, who will eat at my place later? ?”

She picked up a piece of noodles with a smile, sucked it into her mouth, and picked up a piece of sauce meat, which tasted delicious.

"You two, if you were me, would you drug me?"

The little triangular eyes and the goatee looked at each other, then suddenly let go of her.

"You're smart...any one of the people on this mountain can kill you..."

"That's for sure, so how dare I do anything?"

"How did you two come up with the idea of ​​opening a noodle shop in this barren mountain place?"

The goatee's eyes were fixed on Feng Chenglin, chewing the sauce meat.

"Don't you know where this place is?"

"Just because I knew it, I knew this was an opportunity to make a fortune..."

Ling Luoyu smiled doggedly and poured wine for the two of them.

"Because I know that uncles like you must be rich. As long as you serve them well, it will be a windfall..."