Chapter 309 How many pancakes?

Style: Fantasy Author: heartstrings flickWords: 2274Update Time: 24/01/13 08:26:04
Longkui Street, Guanxi City District, Jingshan.

Lin Ming and the little guy bought snacks to fill their stomachs along the way.

At this time, Lin Ming was standing in front of a scallion pancake shop, and the aroma wafted up to his nostrils.

Lin Ming and the little guy both had their index fingers moving. They had already given the money and were waiting to eat.

Gulu gulu gulu...

The little guy's stomach growled slightly.

It laughed out loud, holding its belly and rocking back and forth.

"Finally I don't have to eat the food on the ship anymore."

"The food on the ferry is not bad, but it is too exquisite and not as good as the food at the roadside stalls."

Lin Ming nodded and grinned.

Next to him, Wan He suddenly interjected: "That's not true. I also like this scallion pancake."

Lin Ming and the little guy rolled their eyes at him in unison, "You've been with us all the way. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"I said you have to agree!" Wan He rubbed his hands, "If you agree, I'll treat you to this meal of scallion pancakes."

Little guy: (◔◡◔)

"It's only a few dollars, but my brother Ming has already paid it."

The little guy put on a disgusted face.

"You want to bribe Brother Ming and I with just a few scallion pancakes, no way!"

"That's not possible. Actually, I just want to ask, you..."

Wan He suddenly realized that something was wrong with the way the small businessman in front of him looked at him.

The other party is also a member of the Bone Clan and obviously recognizes him.

A thought crossed my mind:

"That damn guy Liu Hui loves to cheat and sneak attacks. He just happened to be born as a hawker. These hawkers are all his spies!"

Then came another thought:

"If you directly ask the young man in front of you here, even if you get the information you want, it will definitely fall into the hands of that damn guy Liu Hui."

Can we do this loss-making business?

cannot!

Thinking of this, Wan He's expression suddenly changed and he regained his cool look as a master.

"Actually, don't think too much about it. I haven't been out for a walk for a long time. I just happened to be sulky with someone and went out to eat something to relax. It's just a coincidence that the route coincides with yours."

Hearing this, the scallion pancake owner lowered his head and continued to spread the pancakes.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Lin Ming and the little guy got the scallion pancakes they wanted and took a bite first.

The crispy feeling explodes in the mouth, and when chewing, the fat is constantly squeezed out.

The little guy ate happily, and Lin Ming also enjoyed it.

The two of them had no manners at all, so they just ate in front of the scallion pancake stall.

Then, Lin Ming and the little guy said in tacit understanding: "Two more!"

The owner of the scallion pancake stall said: "Then you both want one portion, or do you want two portions?"

"I want one, and Brother Ming wants one too." The little guy answered quickly.

Lin Ming smiled slightly, "Give one to me and the other to the little guy."

The scallion pancake stall owner was slightly stunned, "What's the difference?"

"Of course there is no difference, hurry up and do it for them."

Wan He was a little impatient. He still had something important to discuss with Lin Ming, but he didn't expect that the young man in front of him was a foodie, and he actually wanted to eat more.

Hearing Wan He's words, the scallion pancake stall owner was still a little frightened.

After all, the stall owner knew how high Wanhe's status was in the city.

Under the throne of Pluto, protectors on the left and right!

In Jingshan Pass, it can be said that one person is inferior to ten thousand people.

The scallion pancake stall owner quickly lowered his head and continued to bake pancakes.

"Yes, yes, let's make it right away, a total of two scallion pancakes..."

"That's not right!" Lin Ming and the little guy said in unison.

(๑ʘ̅дʘ̅๑)!!!

"Isn't it your share?" The scallion pancake stall owner stretched out his finger, first to Lin Ming, and then to the little guy.

"Of course not." The little guy stood up with one paw on his waist and counting with the other, "I want my share, and Brother Ming also wants a share."

The scallion pancake stall owner nodded, "That's right."

Wanhe was also scratching his head.

The little guy flicked his tail and raised his chin, "Then Brother Ming asked for his share and mine."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute... What you said seems to be the same as what I said, but why don't I understand it well?" The scallion pancake stall owner looked confused, "Is there a difference between the two? No. This young master wants a share, and this...spiritual beast wants a share?"

The little guy rolled his eyes, with a hint of disgust in his tone: "You are so stupid."

The scallion pancake stall owner was speechless and stopped spreading the pancakes.

Next to him, Wan He frowned because he couldn't figure out what the little guy and Lin Ming meant.

Doesn’t this all require a scallion pancake?

At this time, Lin Ming suddenly said: "Let me explain."

After a slight pause, Lin Ming put on an elegant and easy-going smile.

"What the little guy and I mean is that he asked for a scallion pancake for himself, and then asked for a scallion pancake for me, and I asked for a scallion pancake for myself, and then asked for a scallion pancake for him. , so, in total, it wants two scallion pancakes, and I also want two scallion pancakes.”

Scallion pancake stall owner: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

"Then I understand. Anyway, I just spread out four scallion pancakes?"

"That's right, we're on the right side this time." Lin Ming said.

The little guy puffed up his chest and glanced sideways at the scallion pancake stall owner, "In the end, you understood what we meant. You're still smarter than some guys."

One sentence touches the heart!

The hands of the scallion pancake stall owner were trembling. He was comparing him to making fun of the great master Wan He standing next to him.

Cold sweat suddenly soaked the back of the neck!

After swallowing a sip of saliva, the scallion pancake stall owner did not dare to challenge him, but just stared at the pancake, as if it contained the most mysterious avenue in the world and could attract everyone's attention.

At this time, the corner of Wan He's mouth twitched, "Good guy, are you two deliberately setting me up?"

"No, no," Lin Ming smiled slightly and pointed at the scallion pancake in Wan He's hand, "Senior, you also bought the scallion pancake, so what are you going to eat, or do, and where are you going? While walking?"

Wan He subconsciously replied: "On the south side, Grandma Wang's spicy hotpot over there is really delicious."

Lin Ming pursed his lips and smiled, "Junior understands."

Little guy: ฅ(̳•◡•̳)ฅ

It maintained this posture and jumped up and down and said:

"Okay, okay, then let's go to the north. There is a restaurant there that has really delicious soy milk and fried dough sticks."

Lin Ming hummed and agreed. Then, he and the little guy looked at Wan He for a moment.

"Senior, please invite me first so that you can leave without seeing him off."

Wanhe: "..."

So it turns out that these pancakes are just a trap for me?

The most important thing is that I really took the bait!

I'm really a fool.

Wan He cursed himself secretly, twitched the corners of his mouth, and walked away.

He turned back three times at a time, and then hid in an unknown nook. He waited until Lin Ming and the little guy bought the scallion pancakes, and then followed them.

However, after following less than a street, Wanhe suddenly lost the target in his perception.

He froze on the spot, "Fuck you, are you really going to meet a master of that level?"