The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 1145: Tears of happiness!

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Huan Qingyan was busy in it, and she was happy when she heard the words Baoye snack bar.

Well, the name of their snack bar is just fooled anyway, it's okay to call it Baoye snack bar.

Little treasure, this is going to heaven!

Over there, Daniel Deling, "Boss, you are amazing!"

Simply his idol, the perfect boss with both intelligence and strength!

Da Niu began to shout loudly.

With Daniel's yelling, more and more people came to watch, but due to the price of one hundred wen and one bowl, they were all watching.

The maid of the palace, Xiao Cuiqi, Ai Ai stepped forward and bought the first bowl.

The lady ordered the food from this store. There is no buns, and there will definitely be an uproar when I go back. When I gritted my teeth, I bought a bowl of dumplings and went back to see if it was right for my taste.

After the maid of the palace bought a bowl, everyone was still onlookers and didn't move for a long time.

Old man Tian slept until dawn.

He has a stubborn illness, and usually doesn't sleep well at night, but he slept well last night.

No, I just woke up.

I heard shouts outside.

Thinking about it, he took out the coffin book he saved and counted five hundred yuan.

Go straight to the snack bar next door.

"Lady boss, give me five meat buns and five vegetable buns..."

People watching the excitement around heard, "Old Man Tian, ​​aren't you the most arrogant old man in our Wuming Town? Isn't it your mantra to ask for money? Isn't it your catchphrase? You are planning to buy ten buns in one go? "

This Chi Guoguo doesn't believe it.

"What do you know? Ordinary people, hum! Whoever eats such delicious buns knows." Old man Tian guessed last night that his handful of old bones would turn out to be better. It has something to do with the buns he eats.

So, he will give it a try today to see if this is the reason.

Everyone laughed, "Oh, your old man Tian is an expert. It's just a pity, there are no buns for sale today."

"Old man Tian, ​​are you addicted to eating steamed buns, right? But it seems that this steamed bun is really delicious, such a stingy person..."

Old Man Tian was very disappointed when he learned that he would not sell buns today.

Looking at the neatly arranged dumplings, he gritted his teeth, "Madam boss, bring me a bowl of your bird dumplings!"

Huan Qingyan smiled and responded, "Okay, wait a moment, sit inside."

The first dumpling was taken away by the maid of the palace.

This second dumpling was ready soon and was placed in front of Old Man Tian.

The dumplings have thin skins, large fillings, plenty of weight, and gleaming lustrous luster. They look like works of art, revealing a mellow meaning, as if dumplings in the world should look like this, and the others are not authentic.

Old man Tian felt that the price of this bowl of one hundred wen was worth it.

He picked up one carefully and took a bite.

In an instant, a strong smell burst into my mouth!

This smell resembles the feelings of the hometown where he was born and raised him, like the tenderness of a beautiful wife when he was young, like a bit of beauty in the ordinary life, like the nostalgia in my heart that is so hard to give up...

Old man Tian couldn't help but shed tears.

These are tears of happiness!

Someone immediately saw it, "Hey, this old man, how come I shed tears after eating a dumpling?"

"It's not heartache, right? As for?"

"Really, old man Tian, ​​don't buy it if you can't bear the money! You see you are old, so you don't have to make people laugh..."

"I don't think this is the reason. Look at this old man..."