Plane Mall: I became a group favorite by hoarding goods

Qu Shaoya blushed when she heard it, and because the story was too bizarre and absurd, she couldn't help laughing out loud, breaking the embarrassing scene where only Song Yan was laughing.

Jiang Yuyao's pretty face was also stained with a blush, and she sighed helplessly.

"Yan'er, don't say this to outsiders, you understand?"

"Yeah, I know, you're not the only ones here!"

"I remember Wuzhen is a small town on the south side of Zhuozhou City. How did you get there?"

"That's another interesting thing."

Song Yan made a fool of herself, seeing that everyone turned their expectant eyes to this side, and then said the matter leisurely.

"There is an inn in Wuzhen that has a very delicious noodle dish. It is said that it is related to a scholar who went to Beijing to take an exam."

"It's such a coincidence, why are you a scholar again?"

Is Wuzhen's Feng Shui so good?

Qu Shaoya and the three looked at each other, Shen Xingqi became more and more puzzled as she listened, and turned her head to the side again.

"Sister-in-law, why do I sound a little familiar with this?"

Cheng Xi put his hand on his forehead.

It's oil-splashed noodles, so it didn't run away.

That day they stayed at the inn with the Yu Heting brothers. That night, they cleaned up the thieves who sneaked in and went to bed. The next day at noon, they planned to cook some meat and vegetable dinner, but they thought that the Yu family brothers would be in their pockets. Shy, I'm afraid he won't accept their kindness, so Cheng Xi changed his mind and picked a noodle dish that didn't cost a few pennies to make.

As a result, the brothers of the Yu family ate their mouths full of oil, and the aroma of the oil-splashed noodles spread directly to the nostrils of all the guests in the inn.

Qin Nan was curious, "If you say that, did the scholar sell the noodle recipe?"

"It wasn't for sale, but the scholar didn't seem to care much about Fang Zi. Seeing that the shopkeeper sincerely wanted it, he handed it over to the chef of the inn."

Qu Shaoya couldn't help but sigh, "I never thought there would be such a student who doesn't care about money."

It is true that money is like dung, and fame is beneficial to floating clouds.

Cheng Xi: "."

Shen Xingqi: "."

Obviously she was the one who couldn't bear the harassment and pestering of shopkeeper Wu before she agreed to go. As for the seller?The whole inn belongs to the Shen family, okay?

So how did things come to this?
Cheng Xi inexplicably thought of the shopkeeper Wu who was very good at dealing with affairs, and suddenly felt that he was not well.

"Sigh~ Those oily noodles are really delicious, but it's a pity that I can't eat them anymore since I left Wuzhen."

When Song Yan sighed, she heard an arrogant female voice coming from outside the box.

"I told you that Miss Ben gave you the silver, why are you still in ink? Hurry up and ask them to replace the box!"

"I can't help it, Ms. Song, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. All the boxes in our store have been booked out, and there are already customers here."

"What guest can have my lady Jingui? Are you trying to offend the Song family in this tea house?"

Xi'er stepped forward and winked at the clerk in the store, "You are so ignorant of flattery, you can't do such trivial things well, why don't you hurry up and invite your shopkeeper over?"

"no need."

Song Chan'er ran out of patience, and her expression became more and more impatient, "Miss Ben thinks this room is not bad, go, knock on the door for me!"

Xiaoer was in so much pain that he stood still and didn't dare to move.

He didn't dare to offend the prostitute daughter of Mr. Song's family, Minister of the Household Department, but he didn't dare to offend those in the box. I really didn't read the calendar for the opening today, so why did we welcome this little ancestor!

Xi'er saw that he shrank and could not go forward, and finally, under the stare of her own lady, she could only go up by herself, and raised her hand towards the wooden door of the box.