Chapter 50: Weird old man

Chapter 50 The Weird Old Man
The fried rice noodles were quickly set up. Two plates, one filled with fried rice noodles and the other with two sizzling beef skewers, made people look like they couldn't help but swallow!
Damn it! Is this still fried rice noodles? The root rice noodles are as crystal clear as amber, smelling with the delicate fragrance of bamboo leaves. What is going on?
Although I didn't understand it, it couldn't stop Chen Ming's greedy tongue, so he picked up a chopsticks of fried rice noodles and put it into his mouth! The wonderful taste made Chen Ming groan.
"Quiet, don't make any messy sounds when eating!"
"Yeah, I see! But it's really delicious!"
Chen Ming couldn't help it. He was about to cry now. For the first time, he was thanking his mother for giving birth to him so that he could taste such delicious fried rice noodles!
Just when Chen Ming was eating, an old voice suddenly rang around him.
"Young man, what are you eating? The old man smells really good!"
Chen Ming quickly swallowed a mouthful of rice noodles in his mouth and looked back. A gray-haired old man stood behind him, looking curiously at the bowls and chopsticks in front of Chen Ming.
"Old man, this is fried rice noodles made by Yang Song. The taste is so good, I am about to eat and cry!" Chen Ming originally had no adjectives, so he had to express his true feelings.
After seeing this, the old man smiled, nodded, and said to Yang Song: "Young man, give me a copy!"
Yang Song saw that it was an old man, so he nodded his head and sold it directly, but the affairs of the group of aunts a few days ago made Yang Songxin jealous. He pointed to the bulletin board next to him and kindly reminded him.
"Old man, take a look. My price is a bit high. If you can accept it, I will make it for you immediately!"
When facing the elderly, Yang Song habitually said a little more, but the system didn't say anything. It seemed that it was okay to respect the old and love the young.
The old man tremblingly picked up the reading glasses, glanced at the price list, and smiled, "No problem, this price is still acceptable for the old man!"
"That's good! You sit first, and the fried rice noodles will be ready soon!"
Three minutes later, a steaming fried rice noodle appeared in front of the old man. The old man lowered his head and sniffed. Suddenly, a surprised expression appeared on his entire face.
He carefully picked up an emerald green onion, and excitedly asked Yang Song: "Young man, the old man asks you, is this the legendary green onion?"
"Yes! Old man, do you know?" Yang Song was a little curious. Didn't the system say that green bamboo onions were extinct hundreds of years ago? Why is this the second guest, and he recognized it.
With a look of excitement on his face, the old man put the green onion on the chopsticks into his mouth and began to taste it carefully.
After a while, he opened his eyes with a face of contentment, "Ah, I never thought that it is fate to be able to eat extinct green bamboo onions in this place!"
Chen Ming has finished his fried rice noodles at this time! He chirped his mouth, looked at the old man curiously, and asked, "Green bamboo onions? What is it?"
It seemed that the old man was in a good mood today and began to carefully explain the green bamboo onions to Chen Ming.
"Green bamboo onion, originally a kind of scallion that grows in Zhushan, is accompanied by green bamboo all year round. Compared with ordinary scallions, it is only about the same size, but it has a light bamboo leaf fragrance. It is really wonderful with pasta. Matching! Look at this rice noodle. It is clearly made of the most authentic Wannian Gong rice. It is definitely made from stone grinding. Not to mention this silky egg. Such a quality egg does not cost dozens of dollars. You can’t get it! Mediterranean red prawns, I have to say, I have never tasted such fresh and pure taste, boy, your shop has something, but the price of this one hundred and fifty-eight is too cheap Up?"
Chen Ming smacked himself secretly, isn't this old man stupid? A bowl of rice noodles worth more than 100 yuan is actually cheaper! This is oneself, and others can't eat it every day! Tell me it's cheaper! Really.
A faint smile appeared on Yang Song's face, as if he didn't care much, "The old man is really good. If you like the fried rice noodles of the kid, please finish it, otherwise you look!"
The old man glanced at the bulletin board again, laughed, and nodded again and again: "Yes! The little master has a temper! But it fits the old man's will! The old man must behave well, after eating this rice noodle!"
"Thank you for your understanding!" Yang Song smiled, the surface was calm and calm, but in his heart ten million horses rushed past. What is the origin of this old man? I saw all my materials, so I almost told Chen Ming what price he was using.
I can taste it because I have a system, but what about him? Is it really a national chef who has been in the kitchen for a lifetime? Otherwise, Yang Song really doesn't know the origin of this old man.
It seems that the old man is already seven and eighty, but he has a good appetite. He finished a bowl of fried rice noodles after three times, five times and two, but he was still not satisfied with his appearance, and he actually waved again and shouted: "Little master, one more!"
Chen Ming originally watched the old man eat, but he had forgotten what he wanted to do. At this time, he heard the old man shouting for another bowl, he also hurriedly shouted: "Yang Song, give me one too!"
Yang Song shook his head, and said coldly, "Fried rice noodles are limited to one serving a day. If you are not full, why not consider other food?"
"When did you join this one?" Chen Ming yelled dissatisfiedly. You didn't write it on the sign before, and now this one is coming again.
Seeing Chen Ming's dissatisfaction, Yang Song walked out, took a chalk, and wrote on the bulletin board. The purchase of fried rice noodles is limited to one!
The old man didn't care when he arrived. He shouted before that he just didn't eat enough. The delicacy has already been tasted once. If that's the case, let's order something else!
"Let's stop embarrassing the little master, all the skewers on your signboard, you will have a copy!"
"Okay! Wait a minute!"
Chen Ming looked at it, nodded helplessly, and shouted: "I'll have all of them too! By the way! I want two skewers of that grilled chicken wings! Don't be spicy!"
I don’t know why. If I eat a large bowl of fried rice noodles elsewhere, three or four bowls will not be full, but I don’t know why. I only ate one bowl on Yangsong's side. It feels almost the same. It's simply not eating enough!
All the skewers came up soon. The old man picked up the beef skewers and looked at the beef skewers in front of him with a solemn expression. After watching for a long time, he finally took a bite in.
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