Chapter 331 From the sound of your voice, he seems to be very famous?

It was six o'clock and it was still dark.

The old diners in the south city appeared at the door of the funeral home with panda eyes.

It seems that there is no difference between him and a starving ghost waiting to be reincarnated.

It’s good for those who win the lottery, at least they can have a bite of noodles.

The worst part is those unlucky old guys who slept in Guizhou for a night but still didn’t get a number.

Want to buy at a high price? No way!

Because the funeral home adopted the suggestions of many enthusiastic netizens, it implemented double security checks at the door by scanning ID cards and faces.

There is absolutely no loophole for those unlucky unlucky people and scalpers to exploit.

"Boss~~~"

A roar cut through the cafeteria.

The voice was so shrill and out of tune that it was almost unbearable to listen to.

As soon as these words were spoken, Su Chen behind the stall trembled subconsciously.

not good!

This familiar formula, a deep cry.

Just by hearing the sound, I knew it must be an old customer from South City who was chasing after me.

"Boss, this week's setting is here..."

Wang Bin subconsciously wanted to say he wanted to set up a stall, but suddenly remembered that this was a funeral home, and his expression immediately turned concerned.

"Are you down and out? Otherwise why would you be hiding in a funeral home selling fans?"

Apart from this, he could not find any reason why Su Chen appeared here.

Others also swarmed over, targeting Su Chen.

"That's right! Boss, you really put a lot of effort into this. Are you crazy?"

"When it comes to abstraction, I have to admit that I'm better than the boss."

Su Chen: ...

Sorry, he doesn't agree with this. This position was not chosen by him.

If he could choose, he would definitely choose the Maldives for free!

"No, you're overthinking it. I'm just trying it out."

Su Chen didn't know how to explain, so he could only make up an excuse.

At the same time, I cursed the system in my heart as a big idiot.

Of course, the system did not give any response and continued to play dead as usual.

"Ah, the boss is still leisurely."

The old diners sighed and finally stopped worrying about this issue and turned their attention to something more important - eating.

"Boss, give me a bowl of spicy chicken noodles, with more spicy chicken and more spiciness."

"Please add more rice noodles, otherwise I won't be full!"

Su Chen didn't waste any time and started to apply powder.

The powder should be boiled quickly and at the right temperature. One more second and it will be soft, one less second and it will be hard.

He picked up the colander and poked it into the boiling water. After five seconds, he lifted the colander and the rice noodles were scooped out with a splash.

Then scoop a spoonful of boiling broth and pour it in. During this pouring process, the fragrance seems to break through a layer of wall and wafts out continuously.

"Fuck! I can't stand it anymore!"

Before the soup bowl was handed out, Wang Bin, who was the first in line, had his eyes green with anger, and the aroma made his head numb.

The young people at the back were even more exaggerated, their Adam's apples rolling up and down at a frequency almost as fast as a sewing machine.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

The last step is to add the spicy chicken topping.

Su Chen was not stingy either. He filled the bowl with a spoonful of bright red chicken nuggets, and the red oil spread across the soup like magma, making the whole bowl of noodles instantly lively and fragrant.

Wang Bin got it first.

He picked up his phone and took a picture of the bowl.

The translucent rice noodles in the camera look extremely fresh and fragrant.

I picked up one and stretched it. It was very elastic. The spicy chicken nuggets were shiny and oily. I could smell the strong aroma through the screen.

"Brothers, let's try and see if Boss Su's cooking skills have deteriorated."

Wang Bin picked up a handful of noodles with chopsticks and started eating.

The taste is salty with a hint of freshness, and fresh with a hint of fragrance.

When you take a bite, you can hear a slight squeaking sound in your ears.

The overflowing juice stimulates the mouth, delivering layers of flavor to the taste buds, making people's hearts involuntarily become happy and temporarily forget the troubles of life.

When eaten with red oil, the taste is even better and it is so comfortable that it is hard to describe.

At this moment, Wang Bin felt that all the emotions in his heart were blocked at the corner of his mouth.

Anyway, I just can't find a few words that can appropriately describe my mood.

well……

I’m at a loss for words!

After posting the video in the foodie group, Wang Bin locked the screen and started to concentrate on enjoying the meal.

The group exploded instantly:

"Fuck you, you bastard! I got a hard-on from watching you on the subway during rush hour!"

"That's right, you just pulled up your pants and ran off after you brought out my addiction?"

"What a beast! The group leader kicked him out."

“…”

The old diners queuing on the side were watching the group chat with a smile, and there was a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.

Hehe, I'm sorry. I finally get to eat the noodles, but they're going to lose their temper in a while.

Master Kong, who was standing by, witnessed the whole process and listened with curiosity, crossing his arms.

Seeing that Su Chen was busy, he didn't want to disturb him, so he just found an old diner and asked.

"Dude, from the way you sound, it seems like Brother Su is very famous?"

"Take out the word 'seemingly'."

The old diner tutted.

"Let me tell you, we all struggled to come across provinces to find the boss. Not to mention that some of our brothers didn't win the lottery and are crying in the hotel right now."

Master Kong:!!!

Damn it!

It turns out that Brother Su is so popular. No wonder I heard Manager Huang say that he couldn’t keep him no matter what when I went to work this morning.

It turns out that the temple is too small and not worthy!

The few relatives of the deceased who were watching the excitement nearby were also shocked and had some guesses in their minds.

"Um...you mean this rice noodle chef is still operating somewhere else?"

If that were true, it would be perfect.

After all, I don’t have a good relationship with people, and I probably don’t get to eat at the funeral home many times a year.

"That's right! Boss Su is open every week, but the location is uncertain. He travels around several cities, and it's not certain what he sells. Whether you can find it depends on luck."

The old diner explained.

"ah?"

The bereaved family was stunned. They felt that the old diner was lying to them, but the other party's expression was so serious.

An idea suddenly struck him, and he said, "By the way, I just heard you guys mentioned some foodie group. Can I join them?"

"Okay! I can invite you to join the group, but there are requirements for joining. Not only do you have to pay the group fee, but you also have to take an oath."

But after hearing the latter sentence, Su Chen, who was seriously doing his perm, was a little confused.

"Oath? What oath?"

"Hey! Just a while ago, everyone was chatting in the group, saying that in order to prevent some people from having exclusive knowledge of your stall, they came up with an oath."

The old diners were cheerful and seemed to be enjoying themselves.

Su Chen: ...

It's just fucking outrageous.

To be honest, he admitted that he had underestimated the old diners in Nancheng. He had no control over whether they ate in a group or not.

But it was really surprising that something like taking an oath before joining the group came up.

Several newly arrived bereaved relatives stared at the old customer's phone for a few seconds, then looked at each other in bewilderment.

What kind of oath is this? Something about following till death and never backing down. How can one be so childish? It's too socially awkward.

And you have to shout it out in such a sweet and clear voice.

Isn't it embarrassing?!

"Come on, come on, why don't we locals create our own group."

"Okay, okay, add me in."

As he was speaking, the whole cafeteria was suddenly filled with the sound of beeping.

Su Chen put the soup bowl on the chopping board.

Looking at the scene of these demons dancing wildly, sweat broke out on my forehead.

Wow, these foodies are acting like a cult just for the sake of food!

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(End of this chapter)