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If it was a normal cultivator, it would take about twenty minutes to fly 800 kilometers using the Edgeworth Flying Technique. Although the distance is a little far, it is also a teleportation distance for Wang Ling.

Wang Ling asked Wang's father and Erclam to stick to him, and the two of them and a dog arrived at the door of the restaurant in an instant.

It's an old-fashioned-looking restaurant, with walls made of wood and masonry, and there's a crumbling danger in the wind. The plaque at the entrance of the restaurant reads "Late Night Canteen", and the corners of the plaque are already a little cracked, and the store is quite careless to paste two pieces of all-purpose tape to sew up the holes. This restaurant looks more age than the old buildings left in the Xiao family's compound......

When he came to the door of the restaurant, Wang Ling suddenly remembered that he had passed by here when he was going to school before. However, because of the speed, he didn't see much clearly. But today, Wang Ling finally recognized a problem...... This isn't a public toilet!

"Don't look at this shop looks very broken, the more broken the store, the better the food...... Isn't this how the Internet celebrity store Kitchen God Shop came over? The father and son stood at the door of the store, the cool breeze blew, and Wang's father shrunk his neck. Wang Ling always felt that what he said was very unconfident.

The store has no door, and a rag that has faded from the sun hangs in front of the store. Above the store, there is an old-fashioned iron roller shutter door, which needs to be pulled down with a long-handled hook next to the door to lock it every day. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】

The two men and a dog opened the rags and entered, and the shop was small enough to fit only four wooden tables with plastic stools stacked on the sides.

When Wang Ling entered the door, he found the owner of the shop leaning against the kitchen door smoking a cigarette.

The boss had a haircut, about the age of his early forties, his cheeks looked unhealthily sunken, and his eye sockets were deep. There is also a ten-centimeter-long scar on the right eye, which runs along the forehead through the right eye and extends to the neck.

Obviously, this is a man with a story.

"Heh, it's pretty early to come today." When the owner saw a customer coming, he quickly cut off the cigarette with his hand, pointed to the handwritten menu hanging in the center of the store, and then crossed his waist with both hands: "In the store, except for Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles, you can order whatever you want, as long as I can make ......"

Dad Wang: "Do you have thick noodles with fish balls?" ”

The boss shook his head: "There is no rough noodles." ”

Wang's father: "What about fish ball pho?" ”

The boss shook his head again: "There are no fish balls." ”

Wang's father: "Nothing...... So what else do you open! ”

The boss raised his eyebrows and said quite righteously: "It's not that there is nothing, but you don't know how to order." I think that at the beginning, Master taught me the art of cooking, and I was his most proud protégé. ”

Wang's father: "......"

Wang Ling: "......" If your master saw his most proud protégé mixed in such a bad shop, he would definitely choose a dog leash, right!?

Dad Wang really didn't know what to order, so he simply followed the recipe and said, "Then let's have two medium bowls of Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles first......

The boss didn't say a word and nodded. I turned around and went to the kitchen to get ready. Immediately after, Wang Ling saw that the boss turned on the range hood, and the sound was like a tractor......

In about ten minutes, two bowls of Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles are ready. The boss held a bowl in one hand and put it in front of the Wang family and his son. I also prepared a plate with a shaved beef bone on it, which was specially prepared for the second clam.

The second clam glanced at the cow bone with interest, and then licked the fly that had stopped on the cow bone into his mouth with satisfaction......

Boss: "......"

What made Wang Ling a little unexpected was that the appearance of these two bowls of noodles looked pretty good, but the noodle bowls were a little old, but they were not dirty.

Dad Wang took a sip of noodles, and then raised his head in some surprise - this taste is actually not bad!

The only fly in the ointment is that this sauerkraut is not sour enough......

Dad Wang frowned: "Boss, your sauerkraut, doesn't it taste like it was pickled in the old altar?" Not sour at all. ”

The boss asked strangely: "Who told you that I am from Laotan sauerkraut?" ”

Dad Wang pointed to the sign: "Do you know how to read?" Old altar sauerkraut! …… Tell you, I'm also a cultural person! Please give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise it is to deceive consumers! ”

The boss pouted: "In Xia Tan Si Ming, people who are familiar with me call me Lao Tan." I made this sauerkraut beef noodle. So I named it Laotan Sauerkraut Beef Noodles, is this explanation reasonable? ”

Wang Ling, Wang Dad: The explanation of "......" made the Wang family father and son unable to refute!

It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and the Wang family's father and son had just eaten halfway through their noodles, when there was suddenly movement at the door.

Wang Ling saw that this was a young man with oblique bangs, and a broken guitar behind him, looking like a rather down-and-out wandering singer.

Because they cannot afford to rent a house in the city, young people can only use the little money they earn in the city every day to rent a rental house in the suburbs.

These are all things that Wang Ling read through memory, and read them from the young man's mind in an instant.

This is not a deliberate reading of Wang Ling, but a fairly natural cognitive pattern, and some people always like to write their emotions on their faces. For this kind of person, it is very easy for Wang Ling to read the memory. If it were some men with stories, such as old antiques, or shopkeepers standing in the kitchen now, if it wasn't for Wang Ling's initiative to read them, they would never know what their past was.

Obviously, this young man is already a regular customer in the store, and after the altar boss saw the young man, he nodded slightly, and asked in a slightly magnetic voice: "Is it still the old rule?" ”

The young man nodded silently, leaned his guitar carefully against the corner, and sat down.

Although the young man didn't speak, the boss's eyes seemed to be able to see through his thoughts: "I know, you went to the draft today." Doesn't it seem to be going well? ”

The young man sank his head......

The boss was in the kitchen while preparing dinner for the young man, while comforting: "Young man, there is still a chance." It's okay. You see, we have new guests here today. Why don't you just sing the song you participated in the music audition and let the big guy listen to it? ”

The young man suddenly stood up with some excitement: "Really, is it okay?" ”

The father and son of the Wang family put down their chopsticks at the same time and nodded seriously.

In a restaurant in a deserted village, listening to the singing voice of a down-and-out wandering singer, Wang Ling felt that this was probably a rare experience in his life. There's a sense of wonder.

The young man bowed deeply to the shopkeeper and the Wang family, father and son, then cleared his throat and began to sing.

"You stir up the storm...... Roll away...... I ......"

"You kick up the rags...... forsaken me..."

Wang's father: "......"

Boss: "Little brother...... Your silkworm shredded potato bibimbap is ready, so you might as well eat first. ”

The penetrating singing voice and this familiar cooking thinking made Wang Ling feel double shocked: "......" reading, a better reading experience.