Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 412 The Proprietress Was Very Hot

Liu Ming was a take-out man in a yellow robe who ate big fish and big meat.

To be honest, he had worked in this industry for two years, and the last place he wanted to come was this noodle restaurant called "Fresh rice noodles."

The moment they entered the store, they had a eerie feeling and felt especially cold. It was as if the store had turned on a high-power air conditioner, and even in the sweltering summer weather, it could freeze people to the point of goosebumps. But when he looked closely, the air conditioner in the store was clearly not working.

But the last thing he wanted to face was the owner of the store.

It was not that the landlady was so terrible, but rather, the landlady in her thirties, when she was still charming and full, had appeared several times in his dreams to do this indescribable shame. Moreover, the proprietress had a good personality. Every time she came to fetch food, the proprietress always had a smile on her face.

But it was this smile that made Liu Ming feel a little numb every time, and his heart was trembling. When he was doing something shameful with the landlady in his dream, whenever he saw the smile on the landlady's face, he would always tremble with fear, and after a shiver, he suddenly became dull.

He had always felt that the lady boss's smile was fake, like a fake one with a fake smile, coupled with some dim lights in the shop, and her face was blurry, like a creepy smile hidden behind the shadows in a movie.

However, the system is an automatic delivery system. According to the distance and the number of orders, the system will automatically select the delivery staff. He has no choice whether to come or not.

"Boss, boss, is the beef noodle soup ready? Hiss, it's so cold, boss, every time I come to your shop, I feel cold. Even in summer, the cold wind makes my skin goosebumps stand up. I didn't see the air conditioning on. Where did the cold wind come from?"

Liu Ming, who was wearing short summer sleeves, shivered as soon as he entered the store and ran out again.

It was too cold.

It's colder than the 17 degree celsius air conditioning in summer.

Liu Ming spat out a few words and couldn't help but glance at the lady's plump figure. But when he met the lady's eyes and the smile on her face, he was so cold that his body shivered and life became dull.

"Maybe it's a question of direction. It'll be fine soon." The proprietress wore an apron around her waist, and her voice was soft and wet, unique to women of this mature age, which made the man's heart itch.

This restaurant was very simple. The proprietress, a woman's thin shoulders, propped up a restaurant with only one front door. She washed the dishes, washed the dishes, and cooked all by herself.

Such a simple and crude environment, of course, there is no kind of formal kitchen, the so-called kitchen, that is, the stove, seasoning rack are placed at the door, occupy the business.

Perhaps because of the relatively remote relationship here, the law enforcement of the city administration did not strictly investigate the road occupation and the urban environment here.

I don't know if it was because summer was too stuffy. The gas stove was on fire, and the boss's wife was sweating from the heat. Drops of oily sweat dripped down her forehead and cheeks.

On his neck, on his white chest, he was also sweating profusely.

But liu mingming was so cold that he hid outside the store, but the proprietress was so hot that she sweated.

This strange scene of fire and ice appeared in front of him alive.

It seems that the proprietress is very hot?

Liu Ming was also surprised to see the sweaty lady, but he looked at the very hot lady and was worried that the sweat on her forehead should not drip into the noodles.

Even though he didn't eat this bowl of beef noodle soup, he still felt nauseous looking at it.

Because the takeout of pasta is easy to be bloated and dried by the soup, the takeout staff will come to the store in advance, and then the store will make it on the spot to ensure the fresh taste of pasta. Liu Ming hid outside the door and played with his cell phone while waiting for the proprietress to come down.

But this place is so remote, so lonely.

Even when Liu Ming was playing with his cell phone, he still felt a chill from time to time when he was alone.

Just as Liu Ming was waiting for the noodles, at this time, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the cold corner where everyone was resting at night, breaking the peace of the path. Then he saw a bespectacled man with a mobile phone, as if he was following a navigation map, looking around from time to time, as if he was looking for something.

When he saw the "Fresh rice noodle restaurant" not far away, the spectacled man's eyes lit up, then he walked quickly, as if he was afraid that the noodle restaurant would run away.

"The proprietress will also give me a bowl of pork chop noodles with fried sauce. More coriander, less sauce, and no spicy. By the way, I'll take it with me."

Just as the voice of the man with glasses fell, Liu Ming saw a younger man walking slowly, as if he had been playing and shopping, with a relaxed face.

He entered the store almost at the same time as the man with glasses in front, one front foot and one back foot.

"Hey, lady boss, you actually have coriander in your house, and it's free. Lady boss, do you have a mine in your house? You're so extravagant that you don't need money for coriander as a free ingredient!"

Before Fang Zheng entered the store, he was shocked to hear Zhang Yuanhai talking to the proprietress.

Having a mine at home is not as good as growing coriander at home.

I can't afford coriander even if I have a mine at home.

It was even more A Local Tyrant than growing coriander at home, and he gave it away for nothing!

"The proprietress gave me the same fried pork chop noodles with sauce as he did. I only want coriander, not noodles. I'll take them with me." Fang Zheng said with a smile as he brushed past the proprietress and entered the store.

Fang Zheng said, pointing to Zhang Yuanhai, who had already entered the noodle shop and sat down.

It turned out that the man with glasses was Zhang Yuanhai. Fang Zheng followed Zhang Yuanhai all the way to this shop called "Fresh rice noodle restaurant."

Madame: ..."

Delivery man: ..."

Zhang Yuanhai: ..."

The lady in charge held the pot spoon in her hand, and the veins bulged one by one. Are you a pure child to mess with?

God damn it, just coriander and no noodles.

Do you really think that the coriander is free now? The coriander is thirty yuan a kilo, and it's only nineteen yuan to sell you a bowl of noodles.

The proprietress opened the pot and cooked two pots of noodles at the same time. It seemed that the two gas stoves were firing at the same time.

Liu Ming, who had been waiting outside the door for the noodle soup and beef, was suddenly shocked to see a drop of sweat on the lady's chin, which had been struggling so hard, fall into the pot of water that was boiling the noodles of the two customers in the shop!

Rolling in the boiling hot water,

Fluttering up and down,

Break the two of us together and mix them with water.

One is you, the other is me,

You have me, I have you,

You and I have a lot of feelings, and they are as hot as fire.

And died in the same coffin...

Liu Ming opened her mouth and wanted to say something. The proprietress seemed to sense Liu Ming's gaze and looked up at Liu Ming with a meaningful smile. She didn't mean to pour down the noodles and cook them again...

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