Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

"Oh, here it comes!"

When Chrysanthemum met, her big round eyes immediately became bright. She walked over quickly, took the big bowl from her mother-in-law's hand, held it back to her seat with a happy face, and held the chopsticks. He ate it with big mouthfuls.

No food for thought!

"Sir, have you finished clamping it?"

At the counter, the old uncle saw Mo Zili staring at the chrysanthemums, and couldn't help but remind him. He had seen Mo Zili's attention to Miss Shen, and he suddenly felt a little wary in his heart. Miss Shen is a good person. Kind, generous, approachable, not showing off at all like the county magistrate's daughter, and caring about their small shop, so the old uncle would never sit idly by and watch someone try to get Miss Shen's idea.

After his reminder, Mo Zili hurriedly turned around, randomly picked up something and put it in the basket, handed it to the counter, and said: "Help me boil a big bowl of noodles, add more chili and peppercorns, and less sesame sauce." In no time, it became..."

These ways of eating were all mentioned by Shen Juhua just now. He wanted to try to see if her taste was the same as that of the person in his mind.

Xiaokui's noodles were also cooked, and were brought out by a little girl about ten years old. Xiaokui picked up the chopsticks and ate them gracefully. It was very different from the gobbling chrysanthemums. If it weren't for the clothes of the two of them, The way they dress up really makes people think that Xiao Kui is the master and Shen Juhua is the maid!

While Xiaokui was eating gracefully, she whispered: "Miss, please eat slowly, be careful of choking..."

Shen Juhua didn't even raise her head: "No, I have to finish it quickly, and I'll grab yours after I finish it!"

When Xiaokui heard this, she panicked. She lowered her head and started to eat hungrily, regardless of how the food looked.

Seeing this scene, Mo Zili suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. Since losing him, this was the first time in a year that he smiled, smiling from the heart.

"Sir, your face is ready!"

The old woman came out holding Mo Zili's big bowl and handed it to Mo Zili. Mo Zili took the bowl and sat down at a table opposite the chrysanthemum. While eating, he couldn't help but pay attention to the movement on the other side.

Juhua ate very attentively, as if eating was a very important thing. He had never seen anyone eating so seriously and couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

This Miss Shen is really good at eating. After a big bowl of noodles, there was only the bottom of the bowl left. Seeing that she was about to finish the meal, Xiaokui was afraid that she would come to snatch her own, so she was frightened and hurried up. With such speed, the two of them were gobbling down food like this, without any trace of the dignity and reserve that a daughter's family should have. This attracted everyone in Xiaodian's house to look sideways, but in Mo Zili's eyes, this scene felt special. Familiar, deja vu!

While we were eating, the door of the small shop was pushed open, and two big men dressed in Liao and Dan clothes walked in. Both of them were tall and strong, but they smelled of powder. No need to ask, as soon as they smelled it. They smelled like they had just come out of a brothel.

The two people arrived at the counter, each picked up a basket of vegetables, pushed it to the counter, and shouted loudly: "Old man, give each of us brothers a big bowl of ramen, add more sesame peppers, and more chilies. Two more pounds of liquor!"

The old man at the counter hurriedly took the vegetable baskets from the two big men and went inside to boil the noodles.

After handing over the noodles, the two Liaodan people looked around the small shop and found that the seats were full and there was no free table. They walked to Juhua's table and sat opposite Juhua. Son.