There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 413: Ethnic classical percussion musicians

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Fang Zheng, who was talking while walking, immediately noticed it was cold when he entered the store.

"Hi, my boss, the air conditioner is turned on in your store... Hey, that's not right, the air conditioner is off."

"I see, why didn't the lady boss turn on the air conditioner, because the lady boss was mourning someone who died called ‘cold’."

Fang Zheng made a gesture of punching the palm, showing such a sudden expression as expected.

Fangzheng was talking, and people had come to Zhang Yuanhai's leading table to sit down, waiting for his fried sauce to be served. At this moment, Fang Zheng just turned his head and saw Liu Ming with a tangled expression outside the door.

And the back of a plump body, protruding front and back, and concentrating on the bottom of the boss’s back, the back is not as graceful as a girl in her twenties who just graduated from college, with a small waist, but a woman of this age is better The ripe peaches have a special mature charm, which appeals to men.

"Madame, don't throw away the noodles that have been soaked in your sweat. Wrap in egg liquid, stick with bread crumbs, and deep-fry until golden and crisp. The uncle next door is crying." Fang Zheng sat down on his seat. He raised his finger and pointed at Zhang Yuanhai, who was leading the table, and said to the lady boss below.

At this time, Zhang Yuanhai turned his head and body, like a starving ghost. The two eyes under his glasses glowed with the green glow of beasts and hungry. He was staring straight at the cooking pot without blinking.的面。 The noodles.

This look, isn't it just about to cry.

Even the abnormally low temperature in the store was ignored by him, and only food was left in his eyes!

The boss lady who was originally busy heard what Fang Zheng said, her body movement stiffened, and then the face with a smirk turned her head and smiled at Fang Zheng: "I don't know what you are talking about, what sweat and gluttony Are you crying?"

"No, you know." Fang Zheng was rare and serious, speaking very confidently, looking at the lady boss who turned around.

"Because I saw something in the eyes of the boss."

The expression of the lady boss this time is surprisingly calm: "What is it?"

Fangzheng is serious: "In the eyes of the lady boss, I only saw my big Shulingling eyes, who would never lie. The eyes are the window to the soul, so since I didn’t lie, there is only one truth. , The boss, you are lying."

As early as the moment Fang Zheng entered the shop and passed by with the proprietress, Fang Zheng had already seen a drop of sweat, dripping down the proprietress’s chin into the pot where the noodles were being cooked.

He is not stupid,

It's really like a little Lengtouqing who doesn't understand anything, ignorant, and rushing forward with no sense of guard.

That is not only silly.

Still cannon fodder

……

Listening to Fang Zheng's words, the lady boss smiled, trembling with her smile, her heavy chest swaying in front of her eyes, and her tall and pretty lower body trembling.

The lady boss is laughing.

Fang Zheng is also laughing.

Two people, inside and outside the store, are smiling at each other.

Well,

Both of them laughed happily.

People who don’t know, thought the two of them were eyeing,

Hook up with each other.

The truth is only known to the two parties.

"Little brother, your mouth is so sweet. Sister, I also see something in your eyes. Do you know what it is?" The lady boss said with a smile, her voice was wet and glutinous, which could provoke the man's heart. The most itchy string, but under the dim lights in the store, the expression on his face was a little dark and unclear, and it looked a little gloomy and gloomy.

Fang Zheng came interested: "Oh, what is it?"

The lady boss turned around this time and looked at Fang Zheng with a smile: "Your eyes are telling you, sister, I'm now looking at the black backpack you put on the table and hasn't left since entering the shop."

"Brother, you keep saying that you won't lie to my sister, can you tell my sister honestly, what are you carrying in the black backpack that you never leave?"

"Sister believes, brother, you won't bear to lie to sister, right?"

The lady boss’s eyes seemed to be dripping with water, and her face was full of peach blossoms. Because of the heat, her white neck and face were secreted with fine beads of sweat.

The noodle shop owner gets wet. avi.

"If you want to see the boss, of course you can, but before watching, the takeaway guy who has been waiting outside for a long time seems to have something to say to the boss?" Fang Zheng lifted himself up and leaned against the table. Backpack.

Liu Ming was suddenly moved to cry.

See you in my pity.

You flirted with flirting, and finally remembered that there was a passerby like me outside the door.

"Madam boss, the delivery time is almost here, can you cook the beef rice noodles in clear soup for me first... Also, the rice noodles in your pot have been boiled for too long, do they need to be replaced? One pot?" Liu Ming, the takeaway, looked at the time and said anxiously

The proprietress frowned and glanced at Liu Ming outside the door, and then picked up the noodles that had been cooked for too long in the pot, packed them up, and dismissed Liu Ming impatiently.

After dismissing the delivery staff, the lady boss turned around and looked at Fang Zheng again: "Can you tell me this time?"

"Actually, I am a young literary and artistic youth who is very nostalgic and likes classical percussion instruments. The proprietress can call me an ethnic musician." Fang Zheng stretched out his hand and patted the guitar backpack and smiled with white teeth.

The lady boss came in her interest, and then asked: "I don't know what instrument my brother is practicing?"

"As a musician of national classical percussion, if I say, I carry a knife as a musical instrument, shouldn't it be too much?" Fang Zheng put his hand on the guitar backpack and said, looking at the lady boss at the door.

The lady boss smiled again: "Brother, you are so funny."

"It’s been a long time since no one can make my sister so happy. I can meet my brother today. This is the fate of my siblings. Since you call me my sister, today this bowl of noodles will be made by my sister for free. Brother."

After finishing talking, the lady boss turned around and worked for a while, cooked the noodles, picked up the noodles with a colander, drained the water, and put pork chops, carrots, celery, and soybean sprouts one by one, and sprinkled a little green onion.

The next step is to fry the fried sauce, and finally pour the fried hot sauce on the noodles. Two bowls of steaming noodles are ready.

When the proprietress was about to pick up two bowls of pork chop fried noodles, she seemed to think of something and grabbed two handfuls of coriander and put them into the fried noodles.

But he hesitated again, the lady boss grabbed a lot of coriander and put them in one of the bowls of fried noodles, and then she walked into the store with two bowls of steaming hot fried noodles, twisting and twisting her plump body inside.

Slap,

The fried noodles with less coriander was placed on the table in front of Zhang Yuanhai, and Zhang Yuanhai couldn't wait to devour it.

Slap,

Only Haoqi added two handfuls of cilantro fried noodles, and the proprietress gently placed it in front of Fang's front with gentle movements.

"Brother, this is my sister's own noodles. Let's eat it with the heat."

"..."

Looking at the steaming face in front of him, Fang Zheng was silent.