Almighty Appraiser

Chapter 389

Shen Yunfeng wanted to go over to help with the vegetables, but was stopped by Yang Xingwen.

He shook his freshly washed hands, wiped them again on the towel, and said, "Xiao Liu and the two elder sisters can handle it."

"You must not have eaten yet, you are waiting for me to order two dishes."

Shen Yunfeng smiled and nodded in agreement.

Three small stools are covered with a plastic board, which is the table.

Yang Xingwen ran back and forth three times, and when he sat across from Shen Yunfeng, the plastic board was already filled with all kinds of stir-fried vegetables, steamed buns, white rice, and two plates of pasta that Shen Yunfeng couldn't name.

Yang Xingwen bit open two bottles of beer and handed Shen Yunfeng one.

Shen Yunfeng shook the drink and said, "You drink it, I drove here."

"After speaking, I will go back."

Yang Xingwen turned his head and glanced at the Q8 parked in the distance, smiled in surprise, and said, "That's fine, you can just drink, I don't prepare tea here either."

The two started talking while eating.

Seeing Yang Xingwen eating a plate of pasta with great joy, Shen Yunfeng pursed his lips, finished half of the steamed bun in his hand, and picked up the plate to try it.

Although it is pasta, there are many ingredients in it, including beans, garlic sprouts, bean sprouts and pork belly.

The thickness of the noodles is about the same as that made by the beef noodle restaurant, and the complexion is red, probably because of the dark soy sauce.

Shen Yunfeng first picked up a piece of garlic sprout, chewed it a few times, then picked up a piece of pork belly and put it in his mouth. It was fat but not greasy, and it tasted better than ordinary stir-fried vegetables.

"This noodle is chewy and fragrant. It's the first time I've eaten it." Shen Yunfeng smiled and glanced at Yang Xingwen, who had already finished half a plate of noodles, and said, "It's delicious, did you make it?"

Yang Xingwen took a sip of beer, pointed to the woman who was serving food for the workers and said, "Xiao Liu did it."

"This is a special noodle dish from her hometown. It's called Lumian. It's a kind of steamed noodle from Zhongzhou."

"First use various ingredients to make stewed soup, and then steam and mix it with noodles and other side dishes."

"Hey, listen to her, it has a history of more than 2000 noodles, and it is the earliest fast food in the world."

Shen Yunfeng noticed that when Yang Xingwen mentioned the Zhongzhou woman, although the expression on his face was very calm, there was a clear flicker of color in his eyes.

The Zhongzhou woman noticed that when Yang Xingwen was talking to Shen Yunfeng, she kept looking at herself, and noticed that the stove surface in Yang Xingwen's plate was almost gone, so she handed the vegetable spoon to the middle-aged woman next to her, and picked out another plate of stove The noodles came over.

"Shen Yunfeng," Yang Xingwen took the plate handed over by the woman, and introduced, "He is my very good friend."

"Master Shen, Liu Fangfei, my wife."

Shen Yunfeng greeted Liu Fangfei with a smile: "Sister-in-law is a good cook, I will come over from time to time to eat your oven noodles in the future."

Liu Fangfei looked at Yang Xingwen with some embarrassment, and said with a smile: "We have been married for almost half a year, and Nen is the first person Lao Yang introduced as his friend."

"Eat slowly, there is still some in the noodle pot."

After speaking, he smiled and greeted the workers.

"Why didn't you tell me about the marriage?"

Shen Yunfeng put noodles into his mouth with a whimper, while asking Yang Xingwen who was drinking and eating.

"I didn't tell anyone," Yang Xingwen said calmly, "Even my father, I only found out about it when I took Xiao Liu there to pay him New Year's greetings at thirty nights."

"The old man didn't lose his temper?"

Shen Yunfeng asked with a smile.

"I was going to send it out, but after eating the stove noodles made by Xiao Liu and the vegetables I fried, I lost all my anger."

Yang Xingwen said lightly.

"Before I left, I gave Xiao Liu a thick red envelope."

"When the two of us go again, the old man will give Xiao Liu an access card and a house key as presents."

Yang Xingwen glanced at Liu Fangfei with smiles in his eyes.

"Although the old man still loves to ignore me, I'm content to see his happy face every time he sees Xiao Liu."

Shen Yunfeng nodded in sympathy.

Yang Xingwen's words reminded him of how his parents treated Xu Wanzhou when he brought Xu Wanzhou to Shenjiawan for the first time as a guest.

"Why do you suddenly think of doing this?"

Shen Yunfeng was a little curious.

"You know me," Yang Xingwen put down the beer bottle and looked at Shen Yunfeng and said, "I used to fight and kill, but in the end, there was nothing."

"Meeting you later made me understand that one cannot live in a muddle for the rest of his life."

"In the beginning, I actually rented a small shop and hired someone, but the business was not very good. Later, by chance, I met Xiao Liu, who was working part-time on the construction site. We became acquainted with each other after going back and forth. Later, the business of the restaurant was not good. Okay, I decided to buy a mobile food truck, so I asked Xiao Liu to come over and help."

"After that, we got married."

"Very good, very good!"

Shen Yunfeng noticed that Yang Xingwen's hands were thick and callused, and he nodded in relief and emotion.

"Master Shen came to see me this time, what's the arrangement?"

Yang Xingwen handed Shen Yunfeng a bottle of drink and asked.

Shen Yunfeng waved his hand, looked at Liu Fangfei who was packing up the tableware, and said: "It's okay, I just thought that you and I haven't contacted for a long time, so I found your number and called, and wanted to ask if you have time to sit and drink together .”

Yang Xingwen, who used to lead a few younger brothers to fight and kill, was gone. Now, what appeared in front of Shen Yunfeng was a cook who relied on his ability to earn money to support himself and his wife.

Shen Yunfeng didn't want to interrupt Yang Xingwen's stable life that he had found with great difficulty because of his own selfish desires.

"really?"

Yang Xingwen did not believe Shen Yunfeng.

"really."

Shen Yunfeng took a sip of his drink, got up and went to help clean up the tables and chairs.

Yang Xingwen was drinking beer, looking at Shen Yunfeng's back, slightly lost in thought.

More than a dozen dishes, two willow baskets of steamed buns, two large pots of rice, and a pot of noodles were basically finished.

While arranging the tables and chairs, Shen Yunfeng asked the middle-aged woman next to him: "Sister, how long have you been here to help?"

"It's almost ten days."

The middle-aged woman was talking, but her hands didn't stop at all.

"I see that there are so many people eating, Boss Yang should have made a lot of money."

Shen Yunfeng picked up the five plastic stools stacked together and put them together, and said something casually.

The middle-aged woman took a look at Shen Yunfeng, smiled, and said: "It seems that there are quite a lot of people coming to eat, but you go to look at the menu. After a day, what fell into the hands of Boss Yang and Xiao Liu is actually not much money. .”

"If you take into account the cost, and the wages of my sister and I, Boss Yang and Xiao Liu can only earn the wages of a technician at most."

Because during the Chinese New Year, Shen Yunfeng discussed with Shen Gaofeng about building a villa. Shen Yunfeng knew that in his hometown, a technician on the construction site could earn more than 300 yuan a day.

If it was true what the middle-aged woman said, Yang Xingwen and Liu Fangfei would only earn about [-] yuan after a busy day.

However, this is based on the fact that the two of them started preparing at four in the morning and were busy until ninety at night.

(End of this chapter)