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Then the old lady looked at Shen Qingming again with a smile.

"thanks!"

Shen Qingming walked to the side of the table and didn't look for precious ingredients, but made a cold noodle.

It's just noodles, which she rolls out by hand.

When she delivered the noodles to the old woman, the old woman took her noodles.

"Is this made with my flour?"

The old grandma asked aloud.

"Yes, it's the stuff on top!"

The old grandma took the chopsticks, took a chopstick, and ate,

"delicious!"

She nodded involuntarily. This wheat was grown by herself and was organic.

Then she made some of the vegetables in her, except for these, it seems that she only put some vinegar and sesame paste.

Except for the vinegar, the sesame sauce is all made by yourself.

"Okay, I will choose you!"

The old grandma took another two bites of noodles, put her hand on Shen Qingming's shoulder, and patted it.

"Why can she, I can't!?"

A lanky man on the other side questioned aloud.

"Yes, if you say you want to find a woman, we won't come, it's a hot day!"

The thin and tall man got up, and the people around him also yelled.

It’s summer after all, and it’s cooking in this shed again. Everyone is very hot, okay?

"You just made cold noodles too, didn't you?"

The old grandma asked him.

"Yes!"

The tall and thin man brought his cold noodles to the grandmother.

"Can't you tell the difference yourself? Her noodles are made by hand, but you use purchased noodles. Her seasoning is very simple, just a little bit of taste is good, but what about you? I'm an old lady, you are not greasy, do you think it is still a cold noodle? And this lump of chili sauce!"

The grandmother frowned and spoke bluntly.

Really, my heart will not die until the Yellow River.

That thin and tall man, at this time, is also quite different.

After all, I am such a big person, so I definitely don’t want to be in front of the child, and then he stubbornly said, "You put all the materials on it, how do I know!"

After saying this, he put the bowl on the table again, turned his head and left.

After he was gone, the people around were not happy to say something.

Things have become a foregone conclusion, and it seems to be useless.

Besides, it seems that they really don't have this child, so they can do it.

Thinking of these words, one by one, they left very puzzled.

Soon this place, only the employees here are left.

"Okay, you pack your things and leave!"

The old grandma stood again, talking to the people who cleaned up.

"Little girl, follow me!"

The old woman looked at Shen Qingming again and said.

"OK!"

Shen Qingming pulled her suitcase, followed behind her, and walked inside.

When I walked into the house, I felt a moment of comfort in an instant.

She looked around, and there was no central air conditioner or the like.

What is even more strange is that this place is not the kind of cold air that is used for refrigeration.

The opposite is a kind, more gentle and cool.