Godly Farmer Doctor: Arrogant Husband, Can’t Afford to Offend!

Can bite this bite, immediately dumbfounded, here is no stuffing, the skin can not be tolerated, can be so hard for Shenma? Also sandwiched with life, how do you eat this special?

Only this one, he chewed for a long time, how can he swallow it.

The tea in the teapot on the table was almost dried up by him, but the mouthful of food was still not swallowed. . .

If you eat one, you will almost exhaust your vitality. If you eat 30, how can you eat it?

He turned to look at the shopkeeper and found that the treasurer was not much better than him, even worse than him. . . After all, the shopkeeper is old. . .

For the sake of the twelve silver, they still ate their heads down until they picked up the third one. They both just took it and didn't want to send it to their mouth. . .

Song Lang smiled and asked: "How? Eat?"

The shopkeeper wanted to say no, but he could have a full mouth.

"It seems that I am really full, you only eat two."

The treasurer's face is very difficult to see, and the guy seems to understand that why this son has to set up such a gambling, just want to tell them how difficult this thing is, how big their weight is, to the point of anger.

"Since you can eat two if you eat two, why should we give us forty? It is afraid that we can't afford to buy other foods after we leave, so we have more preparations?" Song Lang always laughs when he speaks. Not anxious or slow, as if pulling home with them.

The treasurer wants to say yes, but feels too shameless, did not say anything.

"So, do you still eat or not?" Song Lang asked.

The treasurer looked at the raw fried in his hand, it was really impossible to get down, and finally let go.

The buddy also put down, although he really wants to earn the twelve silver, but these fried, may have his life, if there is no life, what do you want to do?

Yuan Lao took the money back, and Song Lang got up and said to the shopkeeper: "If this is the case, then we will leave."

The treasurer and the buddy were blushing and did not dare to stay strong. They could only watch the two slowly walk away.

The guests in the store were swaying, and no one was willing to pay for this fried food. The matter was so big that there was a big man who shot and killed the shopkeeper and the man and made it to the government.

Song Lang took Liu Jisheng's fried shop with his white hair, and did not rush to get back on the bus. He walked slowly along Chunfang Street, and found a raw frying shop not far away.

This raw fried noodle shop is very small, there are only a few small tables inside, but the table is full, and the outside has bought the raw fried no seat, and then squatting outside to eat, all the eyebrows open eyes and smile.

The boss who is busy is uncovering the lid of the pot, and a scent of aroma comes from the nose, which is an aroma that can make people appetite.

The original food is something that people need to discover.

Song Lang Chao Yuan Laodao: "Buy some, let us take it to the carriage." After he finished, he was again said: "Buy more, you and Xiaoqing also eat, and then bring some back to the boat and give it to the brethren."

Yuan Lao’s face full of pleats was filled with smiles at once, and the pleats that laughed could pinch the flies.

It’s not that he wants to eat this, but just discovers that their little master, the little master who has completely changed his temper due to a family accident, seems to be slowly coming back.

If Bai Hao can really let the son find himself back, even if the big guys follow the days of hiding in Tibet, they will be willing.

When he left Chunfang Street, Bai Yan looked back and looked at the Liu Jisheng fried shop that was making a lot of noise.

I don't know if this kind of trouble will disturb the government, will it leave some clues for her.