After a long night, when Xu Xiaole returned to Changchun Hall, it was almost time to get up.

He simply changed his clothes and started practicing. After finishing his homework, there was something else outside, so Xiaole came out to say hello to someone and prepared to go to the teahouse to have breakfast and reward himself.

As soon as I walked out the door, I saw Huang Ren and others on the side of the road and went up to see him.

Huang Ren said: "Will someone ask for service when sir?"

Xu Xiaole was still a little adapted and said, "I just went to have breakfast, and suddenly I became a little hungry for soup dumplings and wontons."

Huang Ren said happily: "I happened to know the best soup bakery in Suzhou. The taste is the most delicious. It is probably not a bragging thing to say that it is the best in Jiangnan! I'm going to bring the ink spirit here."

Xu Xiaole called him: "Just walk, just walk. The clear air rises in the morning, just walk wide to help his energy. You should move more."

Huang Ren learned new knowledge again, his blood was so excited that he hurriedly led the way.

After walking for a meal, it was really not close. However, before we even arrived at the place, Xu Xiaole had already felt the popularity of the soup bakery shop, and people were all heading towards the same place. He asked Huang Ren: "Will we go without seats, right?"

Huang Ren said: "That restaurant is always full of people in the morning, but the location can always be squeezed out. People who come to eat breakfast, whether they know each other or not, squeeze together to eat, talk about market gossip, and just act as a side dish."

When Xu Xiaole arrived at the place, he saw that there were a large crowd of people, and a table of Eight Immortals could squeeze out sixteen people! Everyone was eating breakfast next to each other, and chatting while eating, which was very interesting.

The names on the signs are blurred over time. Only by carefully identifying them can you see that "Shantang Street Noodle Restaurant" used to be the only one noodle restaurant on the entire street, but now there is no other noodle restaurant on this street to compete with him.

Although it is a noodle restaurant, most of the customers in the store order soup buns, big buns and wontons. There are very few people eating noodles.

Xu Xiaole called the waiter over, gave him three big money, and said, "Help find two seats, I like to be more lively."

The waiter smiled knowingly and led Xu Xiaole and Huang Ren to a table facing the street and said, "You guys, please make some time, work hard." The table was slightly larger than the ordinary Eight Immortals table, and nine people had already made it. Seeing that the waiter was stuffing people over again, he moved left and right, and asked the two of them to sit down.

Xu Xiaole has a strong figure and is not embarrassing.

Huang Ren was in a little trouble.

Some of them said to Huang Ren: "What are you giving you food at home? You can eat so much."

Huang Ren felt a little aggrieved, but his fat body really occupies half of his seat.

Xu Xiaole smiled and said, "He is a person who will get fat if you drink cold water."

The man sighed, "It would be great if a pig could drink cold water to make you fat."

Someone next to him laughed at the man: "Old Cui, you are getting more and more affordable now. You are reluctant to give the grass to the pigs, and you actually expect them to drink water to gain weight."

Xu Xiaole also joined in the fun and said, "Wouldn't the meat raised like that be soaked in water?"

Everyone laughed. They saw that they often ate breakfast here, and they were very familiar with each other and spoke without caring about it. Xu Xiaole was born with a skill of being proficient. After a few words, he joined in, as if he was acquaintance. However, Huang Ren sat calmly, and could not tell that he was a regular customer here, but he looked like a fresh customer brought by Xu Xiaole.

After a few gossips, a bowl of wontons ordered by Xu Xiaole was served. Lao Cui joked with him: "Why don't you get meat if you eat so much?"

Xu Xiaole said: "Eat more and cook more, so you can't save meat."

Everyone felt that Xu Xiaole was really like a child from a neighbor's house and had no remnant at all.

Xu Xiaole focused on the soup dumplings, and saw that the soup dumplings were thin and transparent, and it looked like a clock in the steamer. The chopsticks were gently lifted up, and the bottom would not leak. The soup inside fell down, looking like a lantern again.

He slowly moved the soup bun to his mouth, took a small mouthful, and sucked it gently. The salty and sweet soup poured into his mouth like a spring water, with a strong and delicious flavor, and no greasiness.

Huang Ren looked nervously from the side and couldn't help asking, "Is it delicious?" What he was most worried about at the moment was that the soup buns were not in line with Mr. Xu's taste.

Before Xu Xiaole could swallow the soup dumplings in her mouth, she was completely impressed by the delicious food. She didn't bother to talk at all, but just nodded repeatedly.

When everyone in the deskmate saw this, they knew that when Xu Xiaole came back, they joked about him. Xu Xiaole was not annoyed, and occasionally joked about himself. This kind of generosity made everyone like him even more, and they taught him the tips for eating breakfast here: from how to choose a table to how many rewards to give, so that they would not hide their own personalities.

Everyone was talking very well. Someone at the table looked sharp-eyed and suddenly raised his hands and shouted, "Old Huang, come here to sit."

Everyone looked at the door and saw a middle-aged man wearing a numb color coming in. I don’t know what he is, but several tables of old guests bowed to him, which was Xu Xiaole’s table first to call him over and sit there, but the other person didn’t say anything.

Old Huang walked over, saw Xu Xiaole and Huang Ren at first sight, and said with a smile: "Whose child is this? It's because of his eyes."

Xu Xiaole asked Huang Ren to squeeze to the side and asked the noodle restaurant celebrity to come and sit down, saying, "My surname is Xu, and I only heard from my friend today that the soup buns here are delicious. The first time I came back. Lao Huang, you and my friend are our family, please sit down."

Old Huang looked at Huang Ren with a grim arrogance, looking petty, and didn't want to get to this family. However, this young man named Xu was a little interesting. Although he was not old, he was very generous. He sat down next to Xu Xiaole, sucked a pair of chopsticks in his hand, and shouted to the pawn hall: "Old look."

When he ordered the meal, Lao Cui asked quickly, "Lao Huang, what's new?"

Old Huang said depressedly: "Why are there so many new things?" He deliberately paused, sucking everyone's appetite, and then said: "But something really happened last night. Do you know about Niu Yuanwai? It's Niu Yuanwai who is rich in his family and is determined to become an immortal."

When Xu Xiaole heard this, he guessed that it was Han Tongzhi's financial backer. While savoring the food, he listened with great interest to the story of people pretending to be a ghost last night.

After everyone's reaction, Lao Huang continued: "He invited a Taoist priest a few days ago. It is said that he has superb magic power and can refine immortal pills." At this time, Lao Cui said: "I heard that Zhang Chengde also went to the Niu family and wanted to expose this liar in the world."

Xu Xiaole's ears slammed: Zhang Chengde? Who is this? After a long time, it turned out that he was making trouble with Brother Han.

He thought again: Zhang Chengde and Yang Chengde, it seems that people who call Chengde are always a bit unethical. Fortunately, my name is Xiaole, so it doesn’t matter if there is a big one to make up for it.

Lao Huang said disdainfully: "Ha! He is going to expose him? Last night, the Taoist priest really invited the ancestor and gave him a spiritual pill, which made him embarrassed and looked full of his head and face. He went out of the city in shame early this morning to hide from the limelight."
Chapter completed!