Chapter 1620: Yellow rice fried cake

But she did not expect that this fried cake shop would be an hour away from the school.
She thought that the fried cake that Lin Yang brought to her was bought in the shop next to the school.
No wonder there is a return to her want to eat, to buy it myself, the result is completely different.
"So far, are you buying it yourself?" She actually knows the answer.
Lin Yang in high school, never woulding to take the car driven by the driver at home. I would rather go home by bike.
The driver followed him.
Later, Lin Yang lived on campus, but he has a day pass and can go out at any time.
It turned out that he said that going out to exercise every morning was actually a lie.
He actually came here, in order to bring her a delicious fried cake.
Lin Yang shook his head: "No, it was bought by the driver." He staggered her gaze and looked at the words "Huang Kee Fried Rice Cake".
This sign should be changed.
It is different from the sign he has seen before!
The white donkey did not overdo it, hiding her red eyes.
He is lying!
Then she will be the truth when he said it!
The Eastern Mu helped Mu Lao and Dongfang Yuer to get off, looked up and looked at the signboard that was not eye-catching. This place is different from the gorgeousness he saw along the way.

Fried cake? Is it the kind of golden soft cake that the baby has done?
asked the Oriental Mu.
Bai Hao nodded: "Yes, that is. Because I like to eat, so I learned to do it myself."
Lin Yang’s heart was awkward. He didn’t know that Bai Yu would make fried cakes.
Bai Yan seems to have thought of this too, busy: "I am not as good as this one, but I don't have a taste. Come back to my house to eat fried cakes!"
Lin Yang’s heart was a bit better, and he was so depressed.
At this time, there were ten minutes from five o'clock, and the closed shop gate suddenly opened itself.
From the inside out of a middle-aged 60-year-old man.
It’s no surprise that the old man sees them, like people who are used to waiting for breakfast outside the store. They don’t look at them and wave their hands to greet them.
Seeing that they were sitting at a table, the old man began to be surprised.
Most of the guests who come in every morning sit alone, and at most they sit at one table.
Today, five people sit at a table, preferring to squeeze and not to sit down.
This proves that they are together, family?
This situation is rare.
"What do you want to eat?" The old man took back his curiosity and asked casually.
Bai Hao looked at the menu on the table: "Fried cake, crystal cake, soy milk, fritters, corn crisps, each five."
The old man snorted and turned to prepare.
Not a while, the kitchen was full of aroma and intoxicating aroma.
Mu Lao sighed: "It is here, I can find a little 2018 feeling."
Bai Hao comforted: "In fact, there are still many such old towns, and the buildings and wind valley habits inside are the same as before, and have not changed."
Every era has such a group of stubborn people.
They can't keep up with the rapid development of the times.
Also unwilling to admit that they are outdated.
So they gathered together, lived a life they knew, never changed, and didn't want to change.
Such a community has a certain scale, so if children who grow up in this community continue to stay in this community, they will become such people and pass on from generation to generation.
Now, Mu Lao wants to live in such a community.
Living here, he will not appear too out of touch with the society!