Urban Super Food City System

This bowl of beef noodles does not have a lot of weight, but it is worth 60 yuan, which really puzzled Zeng Li.

This time, taking the opportunity of Wei Suoyu's treat, let's try to see how different the 60 yuan beef noodles are.

Just smelling the smell, Zeng Li took out a small notebook from his pocket and wrote it down.

Immediately afterwards, every time he ate a bite, he would record in that notebook. After eating the whole bowl of beef noodles, only the soup remained. study.

"Hehe, brother, do you want this soup?"

Just as Zeng Li was wiping his mouth with a tissue, a human head popped up from the side, looking very obscene in its slovenliness.

He once wanted to say no based on instinct, but he is not stupid. If it is normal, the person who asked this question should be someone from the store, but this wretched person is obviously not from the store. He quickly realized When it comes to this soup, there is a way.

"I'm sorry, I still need some soup."

Zeng Li responded very politely, without showing any disgust because of this man's wretchedness.

After receiving Zeng Li's answer, that wretched-looking person had disappointment written all over his face, looking back at the bowl of beef noodle soup with a look of reluctance.

This wretched-looking person is named Cai Chenlong, and he is a regular customer of Xiaowei Restaurant. He often orders a bowl of beef noodles here, and then slowly tastes it.

Not only that, whenever someone who doesn't know the goods will eat up the beef noodles and leave the noodle soup, Cai Chenlong doesn't care whether the bowls that others have eaten are dirty, and he just drinks them.

Feeling the delicacy swirling on his taste buds, the heat flowing between the intestines and stomach, and just drinking a bowl of leftover soup, he will also feel extremely happy.

After chasing Cai Chenlong away, Zeng Li put down the paper towel and notebook in his hand, and began to carefully look at the bowl of beef noodle soup.

He didn't eat the noodles for a long time, but with the BUFF of Haizhilan decoration, the temperature in the store was not high. During the time he finished eating the noodles, the soup should have been a little cold.

But when Zeng Li picked up the beef noodle soup, the beef noodle soup inside was still steaming, which was really unbelievable.

But Zeng Li didn't think too much about it. Without saying a word, he picked up the big bowl and drank all the beef noodle soup in just a few mouthfuls.

When this bowl of soup was eaten, Zeng Li only felt that the internal injuries caused by Wei Suoyu's anger had healed seven or eight layers, and his whole body was warm and comfortable.

At this moment, he only wanted to say four words: "One more bowl!"

But after he yelled these four words deliriously, he regretted it immediately, but he could clearly feel that his bulging stomach could no longer hold anything.

"Zeng Li, one bowl of this beef noodle can fill you up, and you can only eat a little bit after another bowl, which will not be worth the loss. In order to avoid waste, I think it's better for you to come again next time."

Gao Ya kindly reminded that Zeng Li also blushed a little, of course he knew his situation, whether he could eat or not, would his stomach not know?

But by a strange coincidence, he just uttered those few words.

The ashamed Zeng Li immediately picked up his little notebook, and wrote a few large characters on the densely packed page: The beef noodles here are magical!