Chapter 793

After work, Yang Song doesn't like to socialize. Many times, people ask Yang Song to come out for dinner, that is, to eat supper. Yang song always thinks that he runs a restaurant, so why go to other people's place for dinner? That's all.

This is why there are so many customers. In fact, few people come into contact with Yang Song's private life. After opening the store for such a long time, there are still many people who don't know Yang Song. However, Yang Song doesn't care. There is only one idea in his mind, that is, when the store is opened, the delicious food will be delicious.

But now Chen Ming is still a little confused. Why does Yang Song not eat Meng Shihan? Is it really an ancient idea? Do you think that men and women must not be able to do something shameful before they get married?

If that's true, it would be too old-fashioned. What era is it? However, Chen Ming just thinks about this issue casually. In fact, after a while, he is all his good friends. What can I do to think more about it?

Isn't the situation very good now? Everyone is happy, but they don't know what's going on with the Su family. What's more, they seem to forget that Meng Shihan's father, the three of us, have been put down and left in the hotel.

But strictly, I didn't do it at all! Yang Song said hello to move away. The coma was caused by that beautiful woman. He didn't do it at all. Well, if you settle accounts after autumn, you can't count on yourself.

After going downstairs, today's driving is not a big jeep, but driving Chen Ming's first BMW. After all, in terms of appearance, this car is not more beautiful, but a little more low-key. Both cars have their own unique feeling.

BMW is softer and more streamlined. What about the two military jeeps? The first feeling is big, tough guy type, a stroke of streamline, looks very eye-catching.

"What shall we eat this morning? I can tell you, Yang Song, I don't eat bean juice. " Chen Ming obviously has tasted this delicious food, and he shakes his head at the thought of the terrible taste.

Yang Song didn't like the taste very much. "Don't worry. I've already eaten it two days ago. Let's go and eat fried noodles today! Do you two know where it's better? "

She asked about two girls, one of whom was a native of Kyoto. She obviously knew about it, but she was prepared to give it to Meng Shihan. She said that Shihan had lived in Kyoto for a long time and should know something about it.

"I really don't know. I only know the noodle shop. It's a chain store. I thought it was OK when I ate it before." Meng Shihan was embarrassed to scratch his head, because he did not pay much attention to pasta, so the matter of fried sauce noodles is really not very clear.

The snake shook his head and said to them mysteriously, "if the noodle shop had been good 20 years ago, it can't be any more now. It has become a chain store with uneven taste and bad taste. I know a shop, which is in the small lane, and tastes good."

"Well, let's go and eat that. I don't know much about fried noodles anyway." Meng Shihan also has no opinion, anyway, the mood is now, follow Yang Song even if drinking water is very happy.

Chen Ming is the first time to see the driveway of Kyoto, so he drives carefully. His eyes are fixed on the road ahead, but his mouth is pointing at the snake and saying, "you show me the way! I don't know the way. Why do you have so many cars in Kyoto? "

In fact, there are a lot of cars in Los Angeles, but Chen Ming usually avoids the rush hour when he drives out. However, the peak period in Kyoto seems to exist all the time, so there are more cars.

The car turned around and came to a small alley. Yang Song got out of the car and saw the alley decades ago. He knew that the shop was a fly house. He could smell the smell of fried sauce coming from the house just standing at the door.

The smell is still good now. Yang song can't help it now. His stomach is growling and he walks in with everyone.

In front of the door is an old aunt standing in a small room like newspaper stop. She sees Yang Song and others come in and says to them, "little brother, how many?"

"Four."

"There's a place right there. Do you see the little table next to the kitchen? Four people are right there. It's over there."

"OK, thank you, auntie."

Yang Song is ready to take everyone to go over, but once again was called by his aunt, Yang Song looked back at some doubts.

Aunt hehe smile, it is obvious for such a situation is very familiar, to Yang Song smile: "it seems that you still come here for the first time to eat? We order from here, pay first and wait in it. "

So it is! Yang song suddenly realized that every small restaurant has its own rules. Yang Song doesn't say that you have to eat first and pay for it. No matter whether you eat it or not, as long as you choose it, you have to pay. Who makes your eyes look bad and you don't know what's delicious?Looking at the series of noodles written on the blackboard above, there are many kinds of noodles. In addition to the fried noodles, there are all kinds of fried noodles, fried noodles and so on, and there is even soybean juice, but Yang Song still decides to order a classic fried noodles.

Everyone ordered the classic fried noodles, but the snake ordered two bowls of tomato and egg noodles alone. After all, a bowl of this kind is not enough.

In addition to Yang Song, the others did not know how many snakes could eat. They looked at her unexpectedly and asked, "is there anyone else coming?"

"Of course not. I just have to eat so much. I have a big appetite." There's nothing to be ashamed of. If you eat too much, you'll get fat, and you may be embarrassed. But no matter how much you eat, you can keep it like this, and there's nothing wrong with it.

Yang Song took the lead in sitting on the seat, and said with a smile to both of them: "don't put on any more. You must be able to finish these three bowls of noodles."

After Meng Shihan and others sat in their seats, they heard Yang Song's words and blushed. They just laughed awkwardly and didn't care too much.

The snake looked at Yang Song curiously and asked, "Yang Song, how can you think of eating fried noodles with soy sauce? There are so many delicious breakfast in Kyoto. Don't think it's only bean juice. "