Sweet Noble Heir

Jiang Wanbai didn't intend to ask Master fan for this bowl of noodles. She had lost her appetite because of Miss Feng's troubles. Now she has no idea to eat.

This is the time for dinner. There are many people in the Feng's noodle shop, all of whom are acquaintances. When they eat noodles, they talk about the rich and talk about it. So much so that when Jiang Wanbai first inquired about Miss Feng, no one noticed the news.

Feng Shao fan noticed that she was doing the noodles again when she reached out.

After one person paid attention to it, naturally others followed quickly.

Some people joked: "Miss Feng, the noodles you made by yourself are only for young master fan. We people don't have much luck?"

"That's right, of course..." Feng's father just came over with a bowl of noodles. He was a little flustered when he heard his words, and he said with a smile. It's a pity that he was interrupted by Miss Feng before his words were completely finished.

Miss Feng looked at master fan with flushed cheeks and friendship in her eyes. She said, "it's natural. The noodles I made by myself are only for those I want to eat."

Usually, when she is busy, Miss Feng will also help her father, but either she helps to find noodles or to add ingredients. Only master fan's bowl of noodles, even the scallion on it, is spread by her own hands. After practicing countless times, she wants to make a bowl of the best noodles to impress him.

Miss Feng couldn't conceal master fan's mind. People in the town knew that she didn't often tease her. But this time, when Miss Feng said this, the smile on the faces of those diners faded, and no one continued to tease her.

Looking at this scene, Feng's heart was cold.

He hastily put down the bowl of noodles in front of Xue Xu and said anxiously, "childe, your noodles."

After saying this, he quickly arched his hand to other people and to Jiang Wanbai. He said with a smile: "the little girl is young and impulsive. I will teach her well in the future."

"Dad But Miss Feng looked at master fan as if to show her sincerity. She raised her voice and said, "what I just said is true! I just want to wash my hands and make soup for the person in my heart. "

Jiang Wanbai almost couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Let's go." Qi Qingxing took the lead to stand up, Chaojiang evening white light voice.

Xue Xu also stood up. When Lu Jue and green bamboo at the next table saw them get up, naturally they would not ask anything, so they also stood up.

Green bamboo saw the bowl of noodles in front of Xue Xu, but also took out the money from his sleeve and put it on the table.

"Your family's noodles are really good, but it's a pity..." Jiang Wanbai hooked his lips and whispered, "I hope I can have such delicious noodles when I come to Yushu town next time."

As early as when she first came to Feng's noodle shop, Jiang Wanbai had already seen that the noodle shop was exhausted. At that time, she felt strange. After all, father Feng's craftsmanship was really good. Later, she found that Miss Feng did not think much about master fan's mind.

Just saw the response of those diners, Jiang Wanbai was a complete response.

Usually, although the diners are just joking, they may not have forgotten what they said, especially Miss Feng's attitude. In the final analysis, she is in business, and these diners are her customers.