Chapter 1613 (1/2)

In the face of his pass, the girl in white dress was at a loss.

In her education, she did not accept other people's food on the roadside.

First of all, she hardly appears on the side of the road to talk to people.

Secondly, the people who didn't talk to each other would ”send” the food they had eaten to her, even if Guandong cooked the string.

But in the face of the calm face, she unconsciously reached out and took it.

Looking at her standing there with her hands on the box, Luke took out the next piece of food and motioned to the empty chair beside her: ”you can sit down.”

Girl: ”ah?”

Luke sighed: this face is toxic.

Is this girl too much? It's not too much.

In the afternoon, a little girl came to see him and bumped her head into a lamp post.

Listen to Duang a few meters away It's a good start.

Open the folded plastic cloth under his buttocks and extend it to the side. He doesn't care about the lady anymore.

There is a price for kindness.

With the kindness of the young lady to him, a piece of Guandong cooking is enough, and a piece of plastic cloth is a gift.

The eldest lady hesitated for two seconds and sat down at once.

You'll get wet if you don't sit on plastic again! She told herself so.

Then he glanced at Luke with his eyes and subconsciously picked up Guan Dong in the box to cook and ate it with a small bite.

Luke took out a fried dumpling and ate it. It didn't taste good or bad.

He had eaten a lot of dumplings in his last life. He had tasted them at home, in restaurants, in fried dumplings shops, in quick-frozen and semi manual ways.

At present, this one can't be said to be bad, but it lacks red oil.

For Sichuan people, there is no soul in dumplings without red oil.

Noticing the sight on the side, he immediately felt that he could repay more people with good intentions.

So he handed over the fried dumplings: ”like this? Eat it. ”

The girl froze to catch it.

Luke saw that she didn't move. He seemed to understand something. He pulled a pair of sealed chopsticks out of the bag and put them on her hand.

After handling the food he didn't like, he took out another bowl of noodles, puffer bone Ramen - don't ask how to keep Ramen in the bag without spilling soup.

After a taste, the taste is light with a little taste, which is much better than fried dumplings.

He tasted it with satisfaction.

This is close to some Chinese stewed noodles with light taste, which is probably the feeling for Luke.

Because he also likes to put red oil in his noodles, and the hot and sour noodles made by his mother in the last life are delicious.

Compared with hot and sour noodles, there are few noodles in clear soup that can be considered as heavy in taste.

At this time, he noticed the sight around him.

Looking around, he nodded solemnly, ”I'm sorry, it's not healthy to eat ramen.”

Girl in white:

After that, he enjoyed the delicious food again, and calculated in his heart: Although the stall owner is bald, the craftsmanship is really first-class. Do you want to learn it?

He was a little moved just by the three kinds of tempura, eel rice and puffer bone noodles!

Wait a minute, the ability of cooking should not have the setting of ”bald is better”? Suddenly he was a little uncertain.

Before the main stall owner was forty years old, his head was so shiny that he had no roots.

Under the light of the stall, the head of the stall owner is like a reflective light source.

Even that kind of blue hair root is not left, which shows that the shaved head is not shaved, but the effect of natural hair loss.

It's fresh in Luke's memory.