The top-notch movie queen wears books, disguises herself as a man and is handsome all over the world

At the bun shop closest to them, as soon as the steamer lid was opened, a tangy aroma came along with the steam.

Qin Jingyu glanced at the expressionless man and asked tentatively: "Uncle, can you eat these?"

Although they are all breakfast shops, there is definitely a big difference in hygiene between the ones Bo Hanting makes by his nanny or the ones delivered by high-end restaurants.

The man didn't answer, but looked at him and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

When Qin Jingyu heard this, he thought that he seemed to agree happily, "Are you a fan?"

"Soufen?" Bo Hanting heard this word for the first time, "What does it mean?"

"Just eating rice noodles, rice noodles." Qin Jingyu pointed to one of them, a popular rice noodle shop. His business was the best on the whole street, and the small stalls set up in front of the store were full of people.

Bo Hanting thought this word was very novel: "Let's go then..."

He thought for a moment and said, "Well, let's go make some powder."

Qin Jingyu couldn't help but smile when he heard how quickly he accepted this new vocabulary, "Let's go then, I'm treating you."

"Okay, everyone will spend today, and Boss Qin will foot the bill." Bo Hanting said in cooperation.

It was really refreshing to have Bo Hanting call him "boss".

Both the man and the boy were wearing black casual clothes. Qin Jingyu had grown very fast this year. He was 179cm tall, just about the same shoulder as Bo Hanting. They were dressed casually, but they had a dignified temperament and those handsome and handsome photos. The incomparable faces, one mature and handsome, the other young and handsome, are incompatible with the painting style of this street.

So when they came, they attracted a lot of people's attention.

The rice noodle shop was full of people. Qin Jingyu and Bo Hanting could only sit on the simple small table set up outside. Qin Jingyu was very adaptable and quickly integrated into the fireworks. He skillfully asked the boss to come on. Two bowls of signature rice noodles and a cage of xiaolongbao.

Bo Hanting was a little dissatisfied with the hygiene of the small tables. There were so many customers coming and going to eat rice noodles, and the tables were turned over quickly. The oil stains on these small tables were usually caused by the boss just wiping the dishes with a rag when the last customer left. For a moment.

Qin Jingyu saw that he was helpless and pulled the tissue paper on the table to help him wipe his face clean. "Actually, breakfast restaurants like this are like this. If you're not used to it, we won't eat."

After all, everyone's lifestyle is different. Bo Hanting certainly doesn't despise this kind of stall, but he has suffered the most since he was born, which was probably the death of his parents. During the two years he lived in Zhaojue Temple, Zhaojue Temple has always suffered. Although the Bo's Consortium's worship service is small, it has surpassed other temples by a long way, and the dining environment is also first-class.

This was probably the first time in 28 years that he had eaten at a stall that didn't look very clean. His emotions were just instinctive discomfort, so Qin Jingyu wouldn't force him.

But Bo Hanting learned to wipe the table and stools with paper like her, and said calmly: "No need."

After wiping it down, Bo Hanting sat down, accepted the dining environment, and looked at the calm young man opposite him, "Do you often come to this kind of place to eat?"

Qin Jingyu: "Well, when I don't have time, I will just find a shopkeeper and have a bite."

She doesn't have to be particular about it, as long as she can eat it.

When I was busy, such as during the summer vacation when I was studying on my own at the Medical University, I even ate bread for several days.

In Zhonghai City, things were even less particular. They were fed in the canteen or fed by Lei Wujie and Aunt Chen. They ate whatever was available and were never picky.

Bo Hanting: "It's easy to make a living."

"Don't you know I'm easy to support?" Qin Jingyu said jokingly.

Somehow, Bo Hanting suddenly remembered that when they found out that his third brother had an illegitimate son raised in the countryside, how scrawny he was before Qin Jingyu came to the Qin family, and how that woman Lin Wenxiu only liked money and raised Qin Jingyu. It's just for money. I haven't taken good care of it since I was born. It's not easy to grow up to this big. Maybe it's for this reason, so it's easy to support.

It doesn't matter, he will take good care of him in the future.

Qin Jingyu didn't know what Bo Hanting was thinking, but he just said, "But I haven't had breakfast in a small place like this for a long time."

Bo Hanting: "Why?"

"If you don't have time, either Uncle Zhao or Lei Wujie will make breakfast." Qin Jingyu said, "But based on my experience, a fly shop like this with a lot of people has a lot of repeat customers, and the taste is usually good."

Bo Hanting showed his face: "Then I want to have a good taste."

After a while, the boss came over with two bowls of signature rice noodles, topped with a layer of spicy oil, which smelled fragrant.

The boss looked at Qin Jingyu and then at Bo Hanting. These two children were really handsome, but the younger ones looked familiar, but they didn't look like customers who often ate their rice noodles.

So he asked tentatively: "Are the two customers new here?"

Qin Jingyu answered the question skillfully: "Boss, I heard that your rice noodles are excellent, so we came here to eat them."

Some words came out of his mouth, and Bo Hanting frowned, how could he lie?

Qin Jingyu gave him a look that didn't want to reveal anything. It didn't matter whether the nice words were true or not, as long as they had enough emotional value to make people happy.

As expected, the boss burst out laughing when he heard this, "Then you have come to the right place. Even though our store is small, it is a serious century-old store. I have been buying rice noodles on this street since my generation. I can guarantee that our rice noodles are absolutely unique in the Imperial City."

After Qin Jingyu heard this, he said, "Then we are in the right place."

The boss is quite confident about his noodle shop, "Young man, if the noodle here is not delicious, you don't need to pay for it."

Then another basket of steamed buns was brought up, "Our steamed buns are delicious. Seeing that you are handsome, I will give you two more steamed buns."

When Qin Jingyu heard her boss praise her for being handsome, she said sweetly, "Thank you, boss."

“You’re welcome, it’s free to renew your followers.”

Bo Hanting sat across from him and watched Qin Jingyu talking and laughing with his boss. He couldn't help but be infected by the smell of fireworks and slightly curved his mouth.

The boss is busy in the shop. After chatting with Qin Jingyu for a few more words, he will go back to the stove to get busy.

After the boss left, Bo Hanting asked, "He said renewing followers is free, can he still make money?"

She knew that he was a businessman and would not make a loss-making business, even if he was investing in her Beluga Generation. Yi Zheng also drew up a contract that was very beneficial to the Bo Group. Of course, her R&D team would not lose money either. Under his In perception, the more money you make, the better, otherwise you won’t make any money.

Qin Jingyu smiled and said: "Everyone's pursuit is different. You see, the boss runs a small shop. No matter how much money he makes, he values ​​the reputation of his shop. If customers say his noodles are delicious, he will Being happy means that he is doing something that makes him happy. He doesn’t need to be so materialistic. The spiritual world can also be rich, and that’s enough.”

Bo Hanting sounded very reasonable, "I didn't expect that you understand them very well."