Most of them are well-intentioned, but only a few have other intentions.

For example, asking for a child or something!

Wei Yi ignored all these, and said hello and chatted with friends he was familiar with:

"Haha... Lao Hu is eating here again."

"Boss Liu will make a fortune."

"It's getting late, so take advantage of this time to come over and have a meal."

"..."

Go around the crowd.

Wei Yi came to the slightly remote small table next to him.

Still very familiar with ordering:

"Second Master, a bowl of tofu puffs and two fried dough sticks."

"Put more seasoning."

"By the way, Pindao still wants to eat the tea eggs. I wonder if the second master has any left?"

After hearing Wei Yi's voice, Mr. Sun naturally responded very quickly:

"Taoist priest, wait a moment, I'll be here soon."

"This time, not only are there tea eggs, but we also specially left some pieces of braised pork for you."

While saying this, Mr. Sun served the food very familiarly and quickly.

It's obviously a simple breakfast.

But it turned out to be a feast for Mr. Sun.

At other times, he would look at the dishes on Wei Yi's table, and then look at his own.

Not only are the types different, but the quantities are also different. Is the gap between people really that big?

Of course, this is just a new customer.

Naturally, regular customers don’t have such thoughts.

After all, they have seen things more exaggerated than this.

And it’s not that the Taoist priest doesn’t give money, it’s all Mr. Sun’s wish. It’s hard to buy it with money, so I’m willing!

Just then, Mr. Sun saw the kitten lying on Wei Yi's shoulder:

"Hey, Taoist Priest, you also have a cat?"

"How about I get some fish bones for it to chew on?"

This is purely Aiwujiwu.

After hearing his words, Lao Hu, who was struggling to eat fried dough sticks and drink tofu bread, joked:

"Old Man Sun, you are going a little too far."

"Why don't you tell me how to prepare some side dishes for us men? Even if there are no dishes, we can just prepare some fish bones."

"We have been neighbors for so many years, but we are not even treated as well as a cat."

"It's really chilling~"

Hearing Lao Hu's teasing, Mr. Sun also smiled and replied:

"If you were the Taoist priest's cat, I would also prepare fish bones for you."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire food stall burst into cheerful smiles:

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"..."

While eating tofu noodle, Wei Yi subconsciously looked around.

However.

This was good without looking at it. Once he looked at it, he saw something different.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"When did a small shop open on this street?"

"Pindao remembers that a few days ago, this seemed to be a restaurant, right?"

Isn't this efficiency a bit too high?

It will open in two or three days.
Chapter completed!