City: a leisurely life that starts with delicious food

Half an hour after that.

Several parents came one after another.

Of these guests, Lin Feng gave each of them a piece of lard residue.

After they finished eating the noodles, they had a clear understanding of Lin Feng's cooking skills.

The children were happy to eat.

The noodles made by Lin Feng are the amount of adults, and each bowl has 225 noodles.

The four or five-year-old didn't eat much, but he ate the noodles cleanly.

It was close to half past five, and there were more customers in the store.

When the social animals passing by, they saw the lights of the small shop and immediately ran over.

"Boss Lin, tea and egg ......".

"There were no eggs at night, just noodles. "

"Noodles, Boss Lin made noodles?"

The noodles are only new at noon, and many old customers don't know about it.

"Well, it was done at noon. "

"A bowl then. "

"I can trust Boss Lin's craftsmanship. "

"It's strange, Boss Lin is actually open at night!".

"Is this a snack?".

"Boss Lin, a bowl of noodles and a portion of oil residue, I'll try it. "

One after another, the number of customers in the store increased.

Fang Qing came out of the supermarket, the cigarette had just been lit, and when he turned his head, the door of Lin Feng's store was open.

At noon, he knew that Lin Feng had launched a new product.

However, there were too many people in line, and he couldn't eat.

Glancing towards the store, and seeing that there were still a few vacant seats, Fang Qing threw the cigarette he had just lit on the ground and stepped on it, rushed in and said, "Boss Lin, come to a bowl of noodles!

Lin Feng glanced at it and snorted, "Okay." "

"Bang bang!".

The sound of noodles touching the chopping board echoes in the shop.

The guests who were waiting for the meal were sniffing the aroma of noodles from the table next to them and swallowing their saliva while admiring Lin Feng's miraculous ramen kung fu.

"Boss Lin, I'm here, as usual, one bowl is eaten here, and two bowls are packed. "

Old man Wang walked into the shop with a thermos pot.

"Good. "

"Boss Lin, I'm here too, as usual, a bowl of noodles and a piece of oil residue. "

Song Zihao, Duck King and Zhu Kang came on time.

After sitting down, the Duck King said, "Boss Lin, I see that you have posted a recruitment at the door." "

"Well, one person can't be busy. Lin Feng didn't raise his head.

"What do you think of me?".

The Duck King looked eager.

"You?".

Lin Feng raised his head at this time, and took it back after just one glance.

The Duck King was about twenty-six or seventeen years old, dressed in ordinary but very well-dressed, with meticulously combed hair and a white stud earring on his ear.

And Lin Feng remembered that the Cayenne on the side of the road was his.

Open Cayenne and give me a part-time job?

Is the salary enough for your gas money?

I immediately rejected it in my heart.

It's not that I can't afford it, anyway, the monthly salary is indicated.

And he couldn't really work for money.

Mainly, such a master who is not short of money, can wash dishes?

Can you wipe the table clean?

Seeing that Lin Feng didn't speak for a long time, the Duck King knew that he was out of play.

Half past six.

Anyone passing by Lin Feng's shop can see the customers lining up outside the door like a long line.

The noodle shop uncle stood at the door, looking at his guests in twos and threes, and then at the ...... of the team outside Lin Feng's door

"Alas. "

sighed, and the uncle didn't say anything.

His shop has been open here for several years, and business has been good.

His family conditions are not bad, he has a pair of children, all of whom graduated from prestigious universities, have been working for many years, and have tens of thousands of dollars a month.

The shop was rented for the first year and bought the next year.

In recent years, with the hot housing market, the façade has risen by almost one million.

Speaking of which, his conditions are enough for the elderly.

His children also persuaded him to rent out the shop, but he never agreed.

When he was a teenager, he came out to work hard and studied for five years with a master who was said to have received the true inheritance under the chef of the state banquet.

After getting married, I scraped together some money and came out to open a noodle restaurant on my own.

As soon as this side is done, half a lifetime has passed.

Every day, I watched my neighbors eat their noodles and sat on the side and talked with them.

Take a nap in the chair by the door during the lunch break.

These have become a part of his life, and it is not impossible to say that he cannot open it.

"Old Ren, what's wrong with this?".

A couple of similar ages walked over, saw him standing outside the door with a sad face, and asked.

Lao Ren smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm just curious about what the noodles in that store taste." "

"Aren't you selling tea eggs?"

"I'm starting to make noodles. "

"Oh~" The man nodded, and then asked, "Do you want to eat?" "

"Why, I told you you you didn't have to wait in line?".

The man raised his head: "It's really right for you to say it, I really don't have to line up, let me line up, I beat him up and call him Dad!".