Bringing my kids to set up stalls, I made thousands of people cry with envy

Chapter 326: Once the situation is opened, there is no way to stop it
When the diners heard this, they were immediately excited.

"Fuck! In order to stop us, they even went through such a deadly situation???"

"No wonder this old man changes his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book. He was smiling just now, but the next moment he scolds us like we are his grandsons!"

"Damn, this funeral home is too cruel. It's just a bowl of noodles. Is it that serious?"

Everyone was talking at once, and each had their own plans in mind.

It was obvious that the old man had his money deducted from him and was very angry.

If we can make him happy, maybe there will be a chance.

A man rolled his eyes, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and came over with a smile.

"Uncle, you see your job is not easy. Come, have a cigarette to calm down."

Lao Zhou glanced at the pack of cigarettes and didn't take it.

But he didn't refuse, just snorted coldly:
"Don't give me that. I won't buy it."

The man didn't get angry and continued to smile.

"Uncle, you are tall and strong, and you look mighty and domineering. You can tell at a glance that you have a big appetite. One bowl of noodles will definitely not fill you up. How about... buy a few more bowls? I am a down-to-earth person. Please give me some favors. I also know the rules."

He is tall and strong, mighty and domineering...

What kind of compliment is this?
Although he just said that, Lao Zhou was still very happy.

He narrowed his eyes, stared at the pack of cigarettes for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and grabbed it calmly, and stuffed it into the drawer.

"Okay, seeing that you are so sincere, I can consider it."

He said slowly, "But let me be frank, are there too many powders?"

When the man heard this, he immediately smiled.

"Okay! Don't worry, sir. I know the rules and will never cause you any trouble!"

Seeing this, other diners also gathered around.

"Uncle, I still have a pack of Furong Wang, would you like to try it?"

"Grandpa, I have a red envelope here, please take it as a gift to you!"

"Uncle, can I transfer the money via WeChat? Just tell me the amount and I'll transfer it right away!"

Old Zhou was surrounded by this group of people, but he was very happy in his heart.

Damn, these bastards are quite sensible!

Just now he was being scolded by the section chief like a grandson, but in the blink of an eye he became a popular figure.

In this world, the powerful can really make the devil work!
"Alright, alright, stop pushing! What's the rush? I haven't finished my crispy noodles yet!"

Old Zhou pretended to yell.

Then he slowly picked up the bowl of noodles, took a sip, and deliberately made a "smacking" sound.

The diners also kept silent, for fear of angering this gentleman.

By the time he finished the last bite of noodles, Lao Zhou had felt enough of his arrogance.

He wiped his mouth and then stood up.

"I only have four bowls of breakfast available! If anyone wants to play tricks, don't come here anymore!"

It’s not that Old Zhou isn’t willing to help others.

The main reason was that he made so many bowls at once and he was afraid of being exposed.

Upon hearing this, the diners nodded quickly and didn't dare to say a word.

What can I do? If I don’t do this, I’m afraid this noodle will become even harder to eat in the future.

then.

In the cafeteria, Lao Zhou became the biggest conspicuous person.

He ordered four servings of crispy noodles in one breath, and his aura really scared his colleagues.

This old guy was very stingy yesterday.

As a result, once the situation opened up today, we couldn't stop it.

"Old Zhou, do you raise pigs at home? Didn't I see you coming here just now? Now you want so many pigs. Can you eat them all?"

"What do you know? I just got diabetes, so I get hungry easily, you know that!"

"..."

……

the other side.

Ever since Brother Jinlian live-streamed himself eating noodles yesterday, some customers who couldn’t hold back posted the news online.

After receiving a wave of attention, the old diners who knew the location of Su Chen’s stall without any warning started to party.

Among the diners group, those who have both money and time have already started booking tickets.

"Boss, you're always running to the Chengdu Marathon and the Guizhou Funeral Home. Why do you keep running toward the southwest? No, I have to buy a house in that area, otherwise it will be too inconvenient to run back and forth and stay in a hotel." As soon as these words came out, the group members who were chatting happily were stunned.

My good mood suddenly disappeared a little.

"Damn rich people, what kind of family are they, they just buy a house whenever they want."

"Woo woo woo, why does the boss want to go out of town to work? Isn't it better to stay in South City?"

"Ahhh, many of the boss's fans in my circle of friends are showing off their visits to Guizhou Funeral Home to look for the boss. I'm going to fight these people."

"Well, don't you think the boss is acting weird this week? Funeral home, minced meat, fresh bones for soup, freshly made, this..."

"Shh! Don't let your imagination run wild! The boss must have his reasons for doing this. So, are you going or not?"

"Go!!! You have to go! We've made an appointment to go to the funeral home as a group!"

……

at the same time.

A howl suddenly broke out in the corridor of the funeral home.

"Wow...Mom, I'm scared! There are ghosts here, I want to go home!"

The little fat boy clung to the door frame, his face covered with snot and tears.

"Hush! Ancestor!"

His mother covered his mouth and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Then let's go!"

The little fat boy howled at the top of his lungs, "You promised to buy me KFC, don't cheat this time!"

"Hurry, hurry!"

The mother was helpless, so the father had to squat down and coax the child.

"Now I'll take you to the cafeteria to eat something better than fried chicken."

"Dad, you're lying! Last time you said the sausages next to the Children's Hospital were delicious, but it turns out the needle is thicker than the sausage! Wuuwuwu..."

The man was speechless and a little embarrassed.

This child has grown up and can remember things, so it’s hard to fool him.

But these days are different.

Everyone has a rough idea of ​​what kind of commotion there is because of this bowl of noodles.

If you don't take advantage of the funeral to have a good meal, it will be difficult next time.

After the couple took turns coaxing and deceiving each other, they finally got the crispy whistle powder.

"Here, this is the bowl. Eat it and leave right away."

The man swung the bowl of powder under the child's nose.

The little fat boy took a look with sobs.

Glittering crunchy snacks float on the milky white broth, and diced pickled radish are embedded in the noodles like gems.

It had nothing to do with his favorite fried chicken.

"Wuwuwu... Even if I starve to death, I will never eat a bite from the funeral home. Ugh!"

Before he could finish howling, his mother quickly stuffed a chopstick into his mouth.

The next second, a howl exploded in the funeral home.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!”

The little fat boy jumped three feet high like a green onion in dry land.

Everyone present was so shocked that they turned their heads.

"Eat slowly! Don't choke!"

The woman was so scared that she wanted to pick his mouth.

“Don’t move!” The little fat boy hugged the bowl as if protecting his food.

"This whistle is even crispier than McNuggets!"

As he spoke, he inhaled two large mouthfuls of powder, not even noticing the oil spots splashing onto his mourning clothes.

My parents were stunned.

My son is so picky about food that he can count the insect holes in vegetables.

But now he was like a starving ghost, slurping his noodles with a deafening sound.

"Son."

"Are you okay? Are you possessed?"

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(End of this chapter)