Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

Mu Xiaoyan would never believe that a person could eat a hundred bowls of noodles, one hundred bowls, just kidding.

But looking back, this foreign man may not be able to speak the language of country Z, and what he thinks of a hundred bowls of noodles may be just one bowl.

"My guest, you may want a bowl of noodles, a hundred bowls...it may be too much for you..."

But the guest still didn't seem to understand what she meant and still insisted on his original point of view: "I want a hundred bowls, not one bowl."

"One hundred bowls, are you sure?" A bowl of noodles is actually not very expensive, but a hundred bowls cost thousands of dollars. He can eat at most three bowls of these noodles, and the rest is wasted, so there is no need at all. ah.

"One hundred bowls." The man said very firmly, a hundred bowls is a hundred bowls.

"Then you go over there and wait for a while." Mu Xiaoyan had never encountered such a customer, so she hurried back to the back kitchen to find Mu Jianzhang.

Mu Xiaoyan told Mu Jianzhang that the guest asked for a hundred bowls, and Mu Jianzhang was not surprised, but just wiped the sweat from his temples: "I'll make him a bowl first, and ask him after he's finished eating." Do you want any more?"

If it was just a language error, the guest would not want the 99 bowls after eating one bowl. If he really wanted a hundred bowls, he would say it after eating.

Aside from these things, if he really made a hundred bowls for this guest at one time, how many guests would be delayed from eating, and if he just made a mistake in the end, he would be wronged.

"Okay, I'll call him right now." Mu Xiaoyan couldn't help but praise her father, she was really smart to come up with such a way.

Mu Xiaoyan continued to run outside to greet the guests, and at this time, she also happened to find a place to sit for the foreigner just now.

Because he is a foreign face, he also attracted the attention of many guests. After all, foreigners are rarely seen in a city like A City, which is not very developed.

Mu Xiaoyan brought a bowl of noodles to him first: "You eat first, and the remaining 99 bowls will be discussed after you finish eating."

The foreigner looked down at the bowl of noodles on the table with some hesitation, his eyes seemed to say: Can I really eat this bowl of noodles?

At this time, Wu Yao smiled and brought a pair of chopsticks over: "Don't worry, eat."

Then, he took Mu Xiaoyan and walked back.

"He wants a hundred bowls?" Wu Yao asked her in a low voice.

"Yes..." Mu Xiaoyan sighed and answered her.

Customers were still coming in outside one after another, and the foreigner ate very quickly. Mu Xiaoyan ran over and asked him if he wanted the remaining 99 bowls, but his answer was still yes.

"I ate this one bowl, so there are 101 bowls in total, and there are 100 bowls left."

Well... Mu Xiaoyan had nothing to do when he met such a guest, so after asking Mu Jianzhang, he could only reply that he would wait a little longer.

It took a long time to throw a total of 100 bowls of noodles into the pot, so Mu Jianzhang only managed to collect [-] bowls when almost no customers came back from the store.

And the foreigner didn't show any surprise when he saw so many noodles, he just took out the money indifferently, and carried all the packed noodles to his car.

Mu Xiaoyan didn't understand why he was so persistent. He actually ordered a hundred bowls of noodles and waited for hours for those noodles.

The man didn't explain it, so they didn't ask too much. I'm afraid those noodles would be sticky and tasteless even if they entered people's stomachs...