Xia Yang actually still remembers it!
Liu Ruixuan glanced at Xia Yang twice, then lowered his head and muttered in his heart.
Do you want to ask about Ming's arrangements?
He obviously wanted to go to the library to find a psychology book.
"Brother?" Xia Yang tapped the table gently.
"Huh?" Liu Ruixuan responded and looked towards Xia Yang.
"What are you thinking about?" Xia Yang chuckled and inadvertently turned his head and glanced at the door of the restaurant on the right.
Um? Second brother, what are you looking at? Do you want to go back to your dormitory?
Liu Ruixuan followed Xia Yang's gaze and glanced at the door, where several more groups of people came in.
It seems they arrived early!
Don’t forget, the midnight snack time has just arrived!
Liu Ruixuan lowered his head and glanced at the plate in front of him. Their late-night snack was coming to an end.
Looking at the last two chicken nuggets on the plate, Liu Ruixuan stretched out his chopsticks again.
Eat quickly and go back to the dormitory after eating.
The braised pork trotters will be packed away soon.
Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but glanced at Xia Yang opposite him. Should he go to that boss Wang to ask for the packing box, or should he let Xia Yang go?
This issue is still worth considering.
"What are you thinking about?" Xia Yang smiled at Liu Ruixuan and inadvertently glanced at the door of the restaurant again.
"Nothing." Liu Ruixuan grunted, stuffed the chicken nuggets into his mouth, glanced at Xia Yang and then at the door of the restaurant. Another group of people, about twelve or three, came in at the door and walked over with a smile.
Ahem, are you urging him to hurry up?
Liu Ruixuan blinked slightly, chewed faster, and glanced at the braised pig's trotters on the table.
Should you let Xia Yang get the packing box, or should you be shy and do it yourself?
This king's meal is only for Xia Yang's sake. It seems a bit excessive to ask him to get it, right?
However, if I go to get it myself, it seems that I am too out of place, trying to look familiar again and again.
Mixed up, looks familiar?
Liu Ruixuan suddenly remembered the windows of Xia Yang's other restaurants just now.
So can he go there again in the future?
This issue is also very important.
After swallowing the chicken nuggets in his mouth, he glanced at Xia Yang. Hey, he was staring at her.
Ahem, why don't you look at the door of the restaurant?
That's right, after all, he is much more eye-catching than the restaurant's door.
"Well," Liu Ruixuan thought for a moment, cleared his throat, and asked, "were all the windows you visited just now free of charge?"
Xia Yang smiled, looked left and right, but didn't answer.
Not answering?
Is that the default? !
Liu Ruixuan looked at Xia Yang's familiar smiling face and felt a sigh in his heart.
Where will he go from tomorrow?
Xia Yang's future 15 years old seems to be inseparable from him.
He had a bad conscience every time he had this overlord meal.
"That's right," Xia Yang laughed, "If eldest brother is willing, we can pay for it for free."
What? Liu Ruixuan shook his hand, and the last chicken nugget he caught suddenly made another free fall.
An idea suddenly flashed in my mind.
Why aren't you a girl?
This is a free meal ticket!
Alas, Zhu Yan is so stupid.
"Brother, is there anything you like more?" Xia Yang tapped the table gently, "The breakfast and desserts at window 4 of the first restaurant are good."
"Ahem," Liu Ruixuan couldn't help coughing, "No, no, no."
The second brother must have investigated him!
Otherwise, the second brother has these windows, which are his favorite places to go.
No, no.
Liu Ruixuan calmed down. Maybe everyone has the same aesthetic taste. After all, food and beauties are both aesthetics.
"What's wrong?" Xia Yang smiled brilliantly and leaned back in his chair, "That's right. My eldest brother is a boy, so desserts are not suitable."
What?
Not suitable for dessert?
How could it not fit?
Desserts are his favorite!
Pan Meichen, I like Chinese mung bean paste!
He likes it too.
He also likes red bean paste, double-skinned milk, mango sago, and poplar nectar. He also likes Maytree pudding and Ode to Joy. Of course, these are just for toothpaste.
After all, he is too qualified.
In fact, the only things he usually eats are sesame paste, walnut paste, eight-treasure rice, glutinous rice porridge, sweet potatoes, taro, melon and taro puree.
"Then we can go to window No. 3 next door in the morning. Their porridge and cakes are pretty good." Xia Yang's voice came over again.
"You, are you familiar with them?" Liu Ruixuan held the last piece of chicken between his hands and looked straight at Xia Yang.
"Not very familiar." Xia Yang laughed.
"Oh!" Liu Ruixuan nodded and stuffed the chicken nuggets into his mouth.
Daqing was just teasing him!
It scared him.
Eh, isn't that right? Liu Ruixuan chewed the chicken nuggets in his mouth twice, then looked up at Xia Yang, "Then what did you mean by exempting me from the bill just now?"
"You and I can eat together without paying." Xia Yang laughed, glanced at Liu Ruixuan, and then looked at window No. 12 in the distance, "Just like Uncle Wang just now."
"Pfft!" The lumps in Liu Ruixuan's mouth spurted out instantly and sprayed onto the empty plate in front of him, scattered in bits and pieces, like the stars in the night sky.
"So excited?" Xia Yang reached out and handed over a piece of paper.
Xia Yang reached out and handed over a piece of paper.
"Well, I was scared by you." Liu Ruixuan reached out to take it, wiped his mouth, and wiped the plate in front of him, "Aren't you unfamiliar with it just now?"
"Well, I'm not very familiar with them." Xia Yang responded, "They are Uncle Wang's friends."
"Oh!" Liu Ruixuan responded, that's it.
"This is a second-level connection." Xia Yang said lightly, "This is how people often make friends with others."
What? Second level connections?
Liu Ruixuan rubbed his hands, and this taught him another real-life lesson on interpersonal relationships!
Xia Yang, what a treasure!
Then he has a third-level connection, right?
"Then we'd better try not to go in the future." Liu Ruixuan blinked slightly and looked towards Xia Yang.
"They can't pass the school, so it's okay to go. They." Xia Yang laughed and paused, "They are actually similar to Uncle Wang."
"Ah?" Liu Ruixuan blurted out, "Did you also give them the secret recipe?"
"No," Xia Yang laughed loudly, "I just helped them plan the dishes a little bit."
Planning a dish?
Liu Ruixuan's eyes blinked again and again, and when he blinked the last five times, he finally understood.
It seems that the windows of these stores have specialized but not single categories. They are indeed different from other windows.
planning?
Liu Ruixuan's mind turned around and he extracted another keyword. Did his second brother help them with brand planning two years ago?
Two years ago?
What is he doing?
Liu Ruixuan thought about it again and again, and remembered that during the summer vacation of his senior year in high school, he was busy competing with Liu Xiu to watch TV. Then, go to a nearby town with Hu Lai and show boxing!
Ahem, this difference, alas!
Liu Ruixuan sighed heavily in his heart.
Staring at the braised pig's trotters in front of me for five or six seconds, I suddenly remembered that the previous topic seemed not finished yet.
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