I'm really not a scumbag

Lin Fang saw that He Naibin was about to speak, and suddenly felt light on his back. Meng Zuer, who had been relying on his back and refused to get down, jumped down for the first time and rushed in front of He Naibin.

"Drinking milk bin, you stinky fellow, where did you go? It made us wait so long!"

"I... I had a drink with my friend."

After half the truth is told, He Naibin won't shake the other half out. Isn't that going to sell Wei Guobing?

I, He Naibin, Yi Bo Yuntian, never betrayed friends!

I also blame the tenants of Brother Wei for being too enthusiastic, my feet are still a bit soft now.

"What kind of wine has you used for so long?"

Meng Zuer stared at He Naibin suspiciously, and circled him a few times. He Naibin's heart was stunned, and he couldn't help looking at Lin Fang, winking desperately at him.

Put brother, save me!

"Beer, white wine, red wine, foreign wine, rice wine, there are more types of brands. When drinking, who pays attention to so many details? Let's go, I am hungry after such a long delay in the hospital."

"Yes! Yes! To thank Fang Ge for taking care of my sister, I want to treat you to a good meal!"

He Naibin gave Lin Fang a grateful gesture and patted his chest lightly, suggesting that the brothers are all in his heart.

"Need you please?"

Meng Zuer gave He Naibin angrily and said: "If you want to please, it should be me! It just so happens that I know that a restaurant buns taste good, and I will invite you to eat!"

bun?

Are you sure you want to thank me for letting me go?

He Naibin looked at the sky, smacked his lips, and said, "Sister, at this point, shouldn't I have some dinner? Eating buns... isn't it appropriate?"

"I'm not here to treat you, do you like it or not!"

"It's good to eat steamed buns. In our Jincheng place, apart from hot pot, barbecue, boiled chicken, and skewers are considered dinners, what other things are not snacks?"

"Look, Lin Fang said that he should eat buns!"

laugh……

All others are snacks?

Where do you want to put my Sichuan cuisine?

I don't want to eat buns!

I just want to eat twice-cooked pork, Kung Pao chicken, fish-flavored pork shreds, boiled pork slices, boiled beef, beef in sour soup, diving rabbit...sucking...

Let me tell you, I can say that a hundred kinds of Sichuan dishes do not have heavy kinds!

Brother Fang, I read you wrong, I think you just want to hold my sister's stinky feet!

He Naibin seriously suspected that in these few hours when he was absent, there must have been a story that he didn't know between Lin Fang and Meng Zuer.

How can I look at the tune of the two of them?

The minority obeyed the majority, and He Naibin was forced to drive to Taidingfeng Baozi Shop.

There are dozens of famous bun shops in Jincheng, the most delicious, and He Naibin is familiar with three of them.

Because these three buns all need to line up!

One is in the Sun market. The steamed buns in this restaurant are not early, and they are sold out late. They are only sold at 3 in the afternoon, and they will be sold out in less than two hours.

One is Yuanlixiang’s Yuanli Dabao, which is sold at 4:30 in the afternoon. The main business is a restaurant. Steamed buns are only sold by the way. As a result, the buns are more famous than the restaurant.

There is another one in the fifth district, next to the Jiaohai vegetable market. Its main business is braised vegetables, and steamed buns are also a side business.

As he walked in, He Naibin noticed that Tai Dingfeng had a silver fat star, which was a unique symbol of that tyre dealer.

He then glanced at Meng Zuer suddenly, feeling a little more expectant in his heart.

But if you want to say how much you look forward to, you don't have to.

He Naibin vaguely heard from friends that the Michelin high-end restaurants in Jincheng are not very good. Generally speaking, the taste and price do not match. It is difficult for Jincheng people who have been appetizing hot pot and Sichuan cuisine for a long time. Scam money out of the pocket.

Take this Taidingfeng as an example, it seems that several stores have been closed.

This one in Gutaili is probably the only surviving single seedling.

Before, he suspected that Meng Zuer had no long memory and wanted to suffer.

Her delicate gastrointestinal tract is not suitable for fun with the people.

Knowing that Tai Dingfeng is a one-Michelin-star restaurant, He Naibin was completely relieved.

Although the taste is not necessarily good, at least it can be worthy of Meng Zuer's delicate intestines.

In order to be able to eat a little bit more comfortably, not to care too much about the image, and not to worry about being recognized, Meng Zuer deliberately picked a very close corner.

Compared to the window with the best light and most comfort, this position is obviously a lot worse, and there are almost no people sitting around.

Meng Zuer apologized to Lin Fang and said, "Lin Fang, I'm afraid of being recognized. There is no private room here. I can only choose such a corner. I feel wronged by you..."

"Although your hint is obvious, I won't invite you to a fine dining restaurant."

Lin Fang raised his eyebrows and said, "I have no money. I only deserve to go to the roadside stall."

Meng Zuer: "..."

The ghost wants to hint to you!

You dog!Conscienceless iron cock!

Eat you to death!

Meng Zuer picked up the menu angrily, sketched it, and ignored Lin Fang.

He Naibin raised his wrist, tapped a few times on his watch and clothes, and gave Lin Fang a contemptuous look.

Brother Fang, please be a man!

People like you who have brushed hundreds of thousands of eyes without blinking in the morning are only worthy of going to the roadside stalls, so what am I?

Should I beg for food so that it is more in line with my temperament?

Meng Zuer took the menu seriously, and recruited the waiter to arrange the dishes.

Soon, all kinds of snacks came up.

Crab noodle dumplings and black truffle dumplings are a must. There are three cases of Yuanzhu Beef Soup, and Meng Zuer ordered the taro dumplings for himself...

A table was almost full, and I didn't know if Meng Zuer was sincere to thank Lin Fang, or deliberately hinted at how different he was from his iron cock.

Lin Fang seemed unaware that he should eat and drink.

"Tsk. That's it?"

He Naibin stopped his chopsticks without eating two bites. At this moment, he missed the big buns from Sapanshi, Yuanli big buns, and five district big buns. It was really not good. Two whole Korean buns and nameless buns were even better here. Is it better to eat buns?

That is to say, the waiters in the store are pretty good-looking, barely worthy of the price, so He Naibin can hold back his temper and stay.

He turned his head to look at Lin Fang, who was eating with gusto, was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help sending a WeChat message to Lin Fang.

"Brother Fang, can you eat this bun?"

"Is there anything I can't eat? Look at the price. Five steamed buns cost eighty-eight. It's a little bit big, and you can't fill up two of them in one bite. If you order so many, more than one thousand yuan, it would be a waste to not eat?"

"Brother Fang, you won! It's over! No wonder my sister is calling you an iron cock..."

After He Naibin sent it out, he felt that it was wrong, and immediately retreated.

Then, when he saw Lin Fang sent him a screenshot, he couldn't help but chuckle.