She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 537
The Tiantai community belongs to the old city, and there are many breakfast stalls in the old city. After leaving the west gate of the community, walking a hundred meters forward is a snack street specializing in breakfast.

It was less than seven o'clock at this moment, and the snack street was busy, and many office workers and student parties came and went in a hurry.

When Lin Qingyou stood at the intersection and looked around, He Xiangyang and the others had just arrived.

Just as Cheng Xu jumped off the bus, he didn't pay attention, and stepped into the puddle under the bluestone slab at the stop sign, and immediately exploded: "Fuck!"

There was a heavy rain just two days ago. The drainage system in the old neighborhood is not very good. It is easy to be flooded when it rains. People and cars are floating in half a meter of stagnant water.

Fortunately, every household is equipped with a big bathtub, and it is convenient to use the big bathtub when going to do some important things.

"No, Yangyang, what on earth do you want to come here?" Cheng Xu pulled out his right foot that was sunk in the puddle, and complained, "Aren't these all breakfast shops? What delicious food can there be?"

He Xiangyang walked in the front leading the way with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and replied without turning his head: "You don't understand now, do you? It's usually those inconspicuous shops on the street that can make the real world. delicious, and those magnificent, feasting and feasting restaurants..."

Having said that, He Xiangyang paused for a moment before continuing: "I haven't eaten."

Cheng Xu: "..."

The stagnant water hadn't cleared up yet, He Xiangyang didn't dare to go too deep in for fear of getting his little skirt dirty, so he stood on the curb and pointed to a breakfast shop casually, saying, "This is the one."

Jing Xing raised his tail eyelashes, and lazily glanced at the sign horizontally at the door of the store——Xu Ji Crab Dumplings in Soup.

An ordinary store, nothing special.

He stared at the sign for two seconds, then glanced around again.

The few shops nearby are all similar, such as Zhou's Biscuit Shop, Old Taste Wonton Shop, Xiangzhou Umi Rice...

With all due respect, he really didn't see what was so special about this place, and it was worth He Xiangyang's long trip here early in the morning.

Jing Xing asked: "Yangyang, have you eaten here before?"

He Xiangyang held the little skirt, shook his head and said, "No."

Jing Xing: "?"

Jing Xing: "Then why did you suddenly choose this one?"

He Xiangyang replied honestly: "Actually, it's nothing. I just think it's a little bit higher, and there's no water under the table, so it won't stain my skirt."

"..."

There is a small blackboard on the low table at the entrance of the shop, with a few lines of chalk menus written on the blackboard.

This kind of breakfast shop usually doesn't make a special menu. If the guests want to eat, they just look at the small blackboard and order by themselves.

Lin Qingyou followed suit and took a look, only to see the words on the top of the small blackboard - black rice 3 meters.

Lin Qingyou: "?"

Black rice 3 meters 3?

Has the black rice grown so tall these days?
Jing walked over, stood beside her, and lowered his head to ask, "What do you want to eat?"

"This," Lin Qingyou asked, pointing to the 3-meter black rice that puzzled her, "What is it?"

Jing Xing looked in the direction she pointed, and then a question mark popped up: "?"

After pondering for a while, Jing Xing said uncertainly, "...Genetically modified black rice?"

What kind of technology is this, so powerful?
Can black rice grow to a height of three meters?

Lin Qingyou was shocked immediately: "The genetically modified technology is already so powerful???"

Jing Xing: "Maybe technology is developing."

At this time, the boss couldn't listen anymore, turned his head and said, "Student, this is about black rice porridge."

Jing Xing: "..."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Picking up a clean small table and sitting down, Cheng Xu generously ordered ten baskets of soup dumplings, and another ten baskets of siu mai.

Jing Xing watched him move one cage after another to the table: "Xu Xu, have you gotten rich?"

"No." Cheng Xu continued to move without raising his head.

Jing Xing: "Then you want so much?"

Cheng Xu: "You treat me, of course I want more."

Jing Xing: "?"

etc--

When did he say he was going to treat him?
Facing Jing Xing's questioning eyes, Cheng Xu said without changing his face: "Yangyang and I are single dogs, we both ate so much dog food from you and sister Qingyou, it's not too much for you to invite a guest?"

Jing Xing: "..."

OK, full marks for this reason.

The table was full of soup dumplings and siu mai, Jing Xing looked down and played with the disposable chopsticks in his hand, looking like he had no appetite.

Lin Qingyou rarely eats breakfast in such a serious manner. Her breakfast is basically a glass of milk or a glass of soy milk.

This store does not sell soy milk, only porridge and so on.

Jing Xing leaned towards her: "Don't eat?"

Lin Qingyou held her chopsticks and shook her head.

She is used to being a picky eater. There are cabbage and dried fungus in the siu mai, and mushrooms and green onions in the soup dumplings, which she doesn't like to eat.

Jing Xing: "Do you want to drink milk?"

Lin Qingyou glanced back at the small blackboard, and said in a low voice, "This seems to be only porridge."

"It's in front, I'll buy it in front." Jing Xing said and stood up.

"I'll go with you." Lin Qingyou also stood up and was rubbed on the head by him.

"Don't go, it's full of water, I'll go buy it." Jing Xing said.

"Then buy me a cup of soy milk." Lin Qingyou remembered that the shop selling milk was at the top of the street, but the shop selling soy milk and fried dough sticks in front was closer.

"Okay." Jing Xing replied.

Cheng Xu's ears were sharp, and he immediately raised his hand, brushing his sense of existence: "Brother! Brother, I want it too!"

"What do you want?" Jing Xing smoothly pressed his head, and pushed his whole body back onto the stool.

"I want to drink soy milk too." Cheng Xu stared at him like a little pug.

Jing Xing: "You want to drink too?"

Cheng Xu nodded again and again: "Yeah!"

"Okay." Jing Xing's interest picked up, and he raised his eyebrows lazily, "Call Dad, I'll buy it for you."

Cheng Xu: "..."

Jing Xing's tone was casual: "I'll buy it for my girlfriend, what are you to me?"

Cheng Xu, a foodie, resolutely gave up his integrity in front of the food, and shouted in a very useless way: "Dad! I am your son!"

Jing Xing: "..."

"Cough, cough, cough!" He Xiangyang choked a mouthful of crab roe buns into his throat, lowered his head and coughed continuously.

Jing Xing was convinced, looked at the fearless Cheng Xu, and said sincerely: "Okay, you are awesome."

Buy, he buys!

Just two steps away, Jing Xing seemed to have remembered something, and turned around again: "Do you add sugar to your soy milk?"

Cheng Xu swallowed the siu mai quickly, nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "add!"

"How sweet?" Jing Xing asked again.

"Sweet as me." Cheng Xu said shamelessly.

"..."

Jing Xing turned his head and left.

(End of this chapter)