Fangjia noodle shop

After hearing Fang Mu's words, Zhan Bolin hesitated for a moment, nodded, and then gave way to Fang Mu to sit down and wash the dishes. Then he went to his room for a while, and then changed into thinner clothes and came out.

Fang Mu looked at him strangely, but soon realized that this man was going to punch him!

Sure enough, the opponent first made a few slow punches as a warm-up, and soon the technique became faster and faster. I saw that his body was vigorous and his boxing was exquisite. Although Fang Mu couldn't understand it, he knew that the opponent's practice was not a third-rate martial arts.Fang Mu was drooling with such a pleasing view while washing the dishes, occasionally seeing something wonderful, he wished to stare at him from his eyes to his heart.

After I finished washing the dishes, the other party just finished punching and went back to the room to change clothes.Looking at the big piles of bowls and chopsticks, I was tired, but I was so happy. Needless to say, I felt a sense of accomplishment after cleaning the bowls. The main thing was that I was able to witness such a powerful boxing. When I was so excited, he almost crushed the bowls. Of course, he doesn't have the strength to be more excited.

After tidying up the mountain of debris, I went to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for tomorrow, and shouted to the closed door of Westinghouse, "I'll go out and come back to make dinner."

"kindness."

I thought the other party would not answer, but actually answered, Fang Mu was secretly delighted, and went out.

When I arrived at several stores where my parents ordered in the past, I chatted with the bosses for a while, ordered the ingredients for a few days, and then left.

Back home, he tentatively yelled to Westinghouse, "I'm back!"

"kindness."

Actually answered again, Fang Mu smiled secretly, and shouted again, "I'm going to cook."

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There was no sound, Fang Mu pretended to sigh secretly, and went to the kitchen to make dinner with a happy face.

Simply made rice, two dishes, one meat and one vegetarian.Before saying hello, Zhan Bolin came, and the two of them washed their hands and ate. After eating, Fang Mu hurriedly washed the dishes, "I'll come, I'll come, look at the menu of our restaurant in the drawer of your house , there are prices for each type of noodle, you should write it down first.”

Zhan Bolin nodded and went back to the house.Although the house he is going to live in is not big, it is clean and tidy, and there are some small decorations, which fill the house with a warm atmosphere. When I found the menu that Fang Mu said, I took a rough look at it first, and there were about twenty or so. The name and price of a variety of food, and some ingredients are written below the name.

Zhan Bolin went to the yard after watching it, and saw Fang Mu playing a monkey show and a tiger show in Wu Qin Xi.He waited until the opponent had finished practicing before he said, "There are a few movements that are not in place."

"Ah? Ha!" Fang Mu was taken aback, his back was facing the door, he didn't notice that the other party came out, and when he thought of the other party seeing him playing Wu Qinxi just now, his face turned pink involuntarily, "What? "

"The third form of tiger play."

"Ah?" Fang Mu put himself into a pose without knowing it.

Zhan Bolin came over, adjusted the posture of his arms, and raised them slightly.He raised his foot and kicked his calf, signaling to move backward, and the lunge posture became more standard.

"The seventh style of tiger play."

Fang Mu understood that this was to help him correct his posture, and he felt even happier. While remembering the movement problem, he looked at the other party's serious expression.

Zhan Bolin had a serious face, and his eyes shone with seriousness. Sometimes he circled around him, making Fang Mu's heart flutter. If you have enough, I can teach you a set of boxing techniques for self-defense."

Fang Mu was stunned immediately, so many words, so many words, this is the first time he has said so many words!Wait, what did he say?Teach yourself boxing?ah? !

"Really? Really? Really?!" Fang Mu looked at him longingly and asked repeatedly.

Zhan Bolin nodded.

"Then, that, then, do I need to learn from a teacher?" As I said that, I wanted to kneel down, to learn kung fu, there is not a single martial arts gym in Jinxin County, okay? ! !

Zhan Bolin stopped his hand, and said with a serious face: "I am not your master, I just teach you a set of boxing techniques; you are my master."

"Okay, okay, okay." Fang Mu was overjoyed and didn't know what to say.He couldn't let him teach himself Kungfu when he worked a lot every day, "Well, let's do this, I will wash the dishes in the future, so that it won't take up your rest time."

Zhan Bolin's face remained unchanged, "No need." I thought you were poor in physical fitness, and it was a waste of time to start teaching from scratch, but I didn't expect you to look powerless, but you can play a set of five animals well, and you can be regarded as a bit capable. The foundation of practicing kung fu; besides, the work that I thought would be busy until the evening is basically over in the afternoon, so I will have time to relax in the evening, and there is nothing wrong with being idle.

"Use it, use it. From tomorrow, I will teach you how to wash the dishes, and you will teach me how to practice boxing. Is there a coming and going." Thinking about the mountain of debris, you should wash the dishes by yourself, and you can secretly watch them while doing the dishes. fist.

Seeing his insistence, Zhan Bolin nodded.

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Early in the morning of the second day, Fang Mu just woke up when he saw the door of Westinghouse opened, and greeted him in a daze, "Morning, you can sleep for another half an hour, and you have nothing to do during this time."

Zhan Bolin nodded, but did not go back, and the two went to wash up together.

Fang Mu went to the kitchen to boil water and cook soup, then kneaded, kneaded, woken, rolled, and cut the noodles, and then prepared the ingredients for today's noodles.

Zhan Bolin found a wooden stick in the yard to practice stick skills.

It was almost time, so Fang Mu invited Zhan Bolin to have dinner. There was not much time to do other things in the morning, so neither of them had a bowl of spicy pork noodles. While eating, Fang Mu said: "Today is more than yesterday. Kind of spicy pork noodles, eight pennies a bowl, characterized by spicy and delicious, there are two types of spicy and super spicy."

Zhan Bolin nodded to show that he knew.

Open the door after eating.

The guests came in one after another, so Fang Mu heard the upgraded version of the dialogue:

"Sparse rib noodles, mutton noodles, or spicy pork noodles?"

"Huh? Are these three?"

nod.

"What's the difference then?"

"Pork ribs, mutton, beef cubes."

"Well, let's meet XX then."

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If the other party asks the difference again, he will point out the price difference again; but if the other party orders spicy pork noodles, he will ask: slightly spicy or super spicy.

Fang Mu listened to the unbearable conversation in the kitchen, and started to get busy. Most of the people who come here to eat are poor and not rich. Naturally, they don't care about the paralyzed expression on the other side's face. They pay more attention to whether the food is sufficient and delicious.

This morning's business was mediocre. The two ate spicy pork noodles for lunch. Fang Mu was mildly spicy, and Zhan Bolin was super spicy.The business at noon was exceptionally good, and everyone in the packed room was yelling to hurry up. Fang Mu was dumbfounded as he watched Zhan Bolin put a few bowls of noodles on a tray, and then put another tray on top, and then put the noodles, After repeating this, he went out with five trays that fell together, and Fang Mu followed behind to prevent him from falling down. As a result, he put down a tray every time he stopped by a table, and then brought the noodles over. surface, without a single error.

Fang Mu was amazed, and turned back to cook the noodles.