"As expected, this deserves to be internal energy manual. Although I feel much weaker, it is obvious that I can do business with more ease." At the night market, Yu Sheng shook the noodles in his hands and put them into the soup. A burst of vigor flowed through his meridians, making him feel he was more powerful.
After serving the noodles, Yu Sheng drank a mouthful of ginseng and snow lotus tea. His heart was bleeding, since a cup of this tea cost 500 RMB. After all, it was not magic bullet. However, it seemed that his body was obviously much better after drinking the tea. It was like he was nourished.
"Boss, three bowls of noodles, please." Right at this moment, Yu Sheng heard a familiar sound.
Yu Sheng raised his head and saw a beauty wearing little suit. Yu Sheng was stunned for a little while. Wasn't she the first guest of today, that magician girl?
There was a man and a lady together with the beauty. They wore similar suits with the beauty. It seemed that they had just finished a performance.
"No problem!" Yu Sheng was cooking noodles without much care.
Although he just ran the stall for one morning, Yu Sheng found that there were quite a few regular customers, which also proved that his current business was successful.
However, the man who was eating together with the beauty seemed not to like it, "Ziran, could such a small place serve anything delicious? Isn't it good that I take you to eat French cuisine at a five-star hotel? Considering our status, it is really beneath our dignity to eat at such a place."
The beauty's name was Tang Ziran. Hearing what the man named Liu Chujun said, Tang Ziran was pissed off. The other lady promptly disembarrassed the situation. "Liu Chujun, watch your words. What's wrong with this place? I think this is an outstanding stall. Ziran scarcely treats us to eat. Why are you unhappy?"
Liu Chujun was stunned for a while, and immediately understood. He repeatedly apologized, "No, no. I just thought there are too many people here, so it is not good enough for your temperament. Look at that idiotic boss. I do not think he can cook anything delicious?"
"Here you are. Three bowls of noodles that are not good enough for you." Yu Sheng unceremoniously put three bowls of noodles in front of them.
At that moment, Liu Chujun was on the brink of jumping up out of anger. He pointed at Yu Sheng and said, "You see? Look at him. How terrible the service is! This definitely will not happen at a five-star hotel."
"Damn it! What the hell is going on?" Yu Sheng glanced at him with disdain.
Tang Ziran did not talk. She drank a mouthful of the noodles soup, and then smiled with pleasure while staring at Yu Sheng. "Boss, you've made progress. It is totally different from what it is in the morning."
"Of course, think about who I am. You should know that no one is more skillful than me within the ten-meter radius." Yu Sheng said with shamelessness.
Although the noodles he sold in the morning were also tasty, Yu Sheng cooked them too long for fear of undercooking them, which directly made some of the noodles melt in the soup, influencing the taste of the soup.
However, after cooking several hundred bowls of noodles a day, Yu Sheng felt that his worry was totally unnecessary. It took much less time to cook noodles than he had thought.
Li Meixue, the friend of Tang Ziran, chuckled. "Boss, you are so humorous. Within the ten-meter radius? Can you be more ambitious?"
Yu Sheng played dumb. "What is ambition? Does it belong to the same variety as oxygen?"
Yu Sheng and Tang Ziran talked happily, making Liu Chujun irritated. He looked at Yu Sheng and sneered, "It's just a bowl of street noodles. Judging from the appearance, it is just so-so. How delicious it can be? Don't know what he has put inside."
Yu Sheng gave him a dirty look. This childe came simply to find fault with Yu Sheng. What did he mean by saying that he did not know what Yu Sheng had put inside? Yu Sheng fought back without being polite, "Although the noodles may be not delicious, you still have to pay for it! Anyhow, you have ordered it."
"You…"
Yu Sheng nearly jumped up in anger. Li Chujun ate a mouthful of the noodles, and sneered at Yu Sheng, "The noodles are too hard. It all depends on the soup stock. How terrible this is! I don't know where you learned the three-legged cat skill. I've been wondering how talented you are."
So amazing!
There was a hint of seriousness on Yu Sheng's face. He did not expect that the boresome Liu Chujun was an unusual master, and at least he was not weak in eating noodles.
Nevertheless, how could Yu Sheng confess himself vanquished on his own territory? He said with calmness: "Some people are good at chewing, and I am kind enough for not directly serving him raw noodles."
"What? You old donkey…" Liu Chujun pounded the table and stood up. He glared at Yu Sheng. "You are awesome, right? Do you dare to compete with me?"