Yehong adjusted his breath a few times, trying to calm himself down, and then came to the door of the store.
"Sorry, please let it go."
Several big men suddenly glared at the fierce eyes, and said: "Today, this shop was booked by us, and the little fart boy is playing!"
"I am the son of the owner of this shop."
"Eh?"
Several big men were stunned for a moment, and they couldn't think of Ye Hong's need to deceive them. They immediately waved their hands impatiently: "Hurry in!"
Yehong walked through the suffocating crowd and entered the store.
The situation in the store at this time seems to be a little different from what he imagined.
The picture he worried about did not happen.
In the narrow shop, a bald man is constantly tapping the table: "I said, what's the matter with you today? Lao Tzu brought his brothers to join the show, but you told Lao Tzu that the beef noodles are gone?!"
Ye Hong looked at this big man quite familiar, and then remembered, wasn't that the big man who packed several bowls of beef noodles yesterday?
Opposite him, his parents Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying were bending over and laughing with his mouth: "This guest, in fact, the bowl of noodles was invented by our son, and now only he can do it in the shop.. ...."
"Fart!" Dahan slapped the table hard, and it seemed that the whole shop shook. "You two are idiots?"
Based on Laozi's years of experience in eating noodles, Laozi dare to ensure that such beef noodles can only be made by an old chef who has been steeped in cooking for decades! "
He stood up, and said fiercely to Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying, who were pale, "If you can't take out the beef noodles like yesterday, the brothers will not leave!"
"Yes! Don't leave!"
Several big men outside the door echoed in unison, terrifying Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying for a while.
But they also saw Ye Hong standing at the door of the shop, and immediately flew over like a savior.
"My good son, eh! You are finally back!"
"Guest, my son, he is back, I will let him make beef noodles for you!"
After finishing speaking, he gave Ye Hong a color, and signaled that he and others couldn't be bothered, and hurried to the kitchen to make noodles.
Those big men's eyes suddenly focused on Ye Hong, full of suspicion.
"Last night, those delicious beef noodles were really made by your kid?" The bald man still didn't believe it.
Ye Hong finally figured out the ins and outs, and couldn't help but let go of the lifted heart.
Where is this revenge, clearly a group of bully guests coming to their own beef noodles!
It turned out to be a false alarm.
Although his cooking skills were affirmed, Ye Hong was somewhat proud.
But seeing that his parents were scared by this group of people, Ye Hongqi didn't make a call.
He looked cold and said lightly: "How is it, how is it not?"
When Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying saw Ye Hong's attitude, they suddenly turned blue with fright, and almost rushed to cover Ye Hong's mouth.
My dear son! Don't look at who these people are, can you talk like that? !
Seeing Ye Hong's attitude of fearlessness, the group of big men suddenly squeezed their fists and shouted, "Stinky boy, what is your attitude!"
"Brothers enjoy your face and patronize your shop. You are not grateful to Dade, but dare to disrespect our boss? Do you want to lie in the hospital for a few days?"
The group laughed violently and screamed constantly.
Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying looked anxious and panicked, and they did not expect that they would get to this point.
"What are you doing to shut up to Lao Tzu!"
The bald man is obviously the head of these strong men, only to hear him growl, the whole shop suddenly became quiet.
Then he smiled flatly at Ye Hong: "Little brother, don't know them in general, our stomach is almost hungry, you have a few pitiful brothers, hurry and cook noodles!"