Chapter 46: Let You Open a Gourmet Restaurant, You Open for Business at Three in the Morning

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Seeing the two of them drooling and losing their minds, Chen Deming smiled with satisfaction.

He put the fried noodles he had just picked up into his mouth, savoring them slowly and carefully, and the incomparably delicious taste made him unconsciously narrow his eyes.

Sun Haoran and Zhao Yuxuan stared intently at the portion of fried noodles in his hand, wishing they could pounce on him and snatch it away to eat right now.

"Godfather! You've eaten too, so... can you let us taste it?"

Zhao Yuxuan drooled, looking at Chen Deming pitifully, his tone carrying a hint of pleading.

Chen Deming knew when to stop while ahead; seeing that the two were almost unable to bear the temptation, he slowly said, "Since you're both so sincere, I'll let you taste it. First, let me make it clear: each person can only have one bite!"

"Thank you, Godfather!"

Before Zhao Yuxuan could reach out, Sun Haoran quickly said a word and snatched the chopsticks from Chen Deming's hand.

It's just calling him Godfather!

After calling him that many times, it's actually quite smooth to say.

Sun Haoran picked up a chopstick of noodles and quickly put them into his mouth.

The moment the noodles entered his mouth, Sun Haoran felt as if everything around him had lost all sound.

The deliciousness of these fried noodles surpassed his imagination, giving him a new understanding of the word "gourmet food."

The aroma of the fried noodles hit his nose, the texture was chewy and springy, the fragrance of the noodles themselves blended with the flavors of the various side dishes, and after just the right seasoning, they finally presented a deliciousness in his mouth that words could not describe.

"Damn! These fried noodles are so fragrant!"

Sun Haoran hadn't even finished swallowing that bite before he couldn't help but pick up another chopstick and stuff it into his mouth; Zhao Yuxuan beside him was getting anxious watching.

"Eldest Brother! Brother Sun! Godfather! Can I call you Grandpa? It's my turn, it's my turn!"

Without waiting for Sun Haoran to reply after speaking, he snatched the chopsticks and took a big mouthful of fried noodles.

Instantly, Zhao Yuxuan felt he had eaten the most delicious food of his life, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Is this really the taste of fried noodles? Then what on earth have I been eating all this time?"

"Alright, let me have one more bite!" The chopsticks returned to Sun Haoran's hand once again, and he took another big mouthful of noodles.

"Damn! You two beasts! Leave some for me!"

Chen Deming saw that the fried noodles in the lunch box had been reduced to just a little by these two's chopsticks, and he instantly stood up with a heartache to snatch them back.

At the door of the internet cafe, the network administrator boy rolled out from behind the counter.

He had been hiding behind the counter sleeping just now, sleeping soundly, when he was woken up by a noise.

The network administrator boy got up and rubbed his sleepy eyes, holding a surge of anger in his heart.

These people who come to surf the internet have no public morality at all; can't they just play games and watch videos properly? What are they making noise for!

However, as a network administrator, he still had to go stop them, lest the situation blow up.

He had just walked out a few steps when a fragrance quietly drilled into his nasal cavity.

What is this smell that's so fragrant?

The network administrator boy took a deep breath and felt his head clear up quite a bit.

Following the scent for a few steps, the network administrator boy saw three male students fighting over a portion of fried noodles.

"What are you guys doing! What are you making noise for! If you make noise again, I'll..."

Before the words behind could be finished, the network administrator boy was instantly attracted by a fragrance.

What are these people eating that's so fragrant?

Hearing the network administrator's reprimand, Sun Haoran and Zhao Yuxuan reluctantly let go of their hands, feeling unwilling.

After finally snatching the lunch box back, Chen Deming looked at the fried noodles left inside, not even enough for one bite, and felt that the world was full of malice toward him.

Gurgle...

Chen Deming heard a stomach growling sound, turned his head following the sound, and saw the network administrator boy staring fixedly at the fried noodles in his hand.

Sun Deming subconsciously sensed something was amiss, and quickly scraped the last small bite of fried noodles in the lunch box into his mouth.

These fried noodles are safest staying in his own stomach.

After eating, he also showed the clean-as-new lunch box to the network administrator boy.

The meaning was very obvious.

Not a single bite left!

The network administrator boy walked over, smiling as he took out a cigarette and handed it over, skillfully lit it for him, and asked with a smile, "Brother, where did you buy these fried noodles?"

Hearing the network administrator boy's question, Sun Haoran and the other two beside him suddenly raised their heads.

Just now, how did they only care about eating and forget to ask the most important thing?

Several male students beside them who were originally playing games also stretched their necks to look over here.

The aroma of the fried noodles had already spread throughout the internet cafe hall, attracting the attention of many people.

Looking at the expectant gazes around him, Chen Deming didn't beat around the bush and said directly: "At the Food Street next door,"

"Brother, it's so late, is there still a place selling fried noodles at Food Street?"

A male student stood up and asked somewhat disbelievingly.

"Really, when I went just now, the shop was still open; the boss looks quite young. If you want to eat, you can go check it out, but I can't guarantee whether they've closed by now."

Chen Deming finished in one breath and added at the end: "By the way, the fried noodles are fifty-one portions, a bit expensive, but the taste is top-notch!"

As soon as the words fell, the network administrator boy immediately turned around and trotted out of the internet cafe.

Several male students followed closely behind, vanishing in a puff of smoke.

A few, upon hearing the price of the fried noodles, halted their movements to stand up.

Sun Haoran and Zhao Yuxuan exchanged a glance, nodded in unspoken agreement, then quickly stood up and ran outside.

"You two heartless bastards! Give me back my fried noodles! Later, split the portion you bought with me, half each!"

Chen Deming was still distressed over his fried noodles being snatched away just now, and shouted as he chased after them.

The male students running in front turned into Food Street, and from afar saw Lu Feng's shop with its lights on.

"Holy shit! There really is a shop open at this hour!"

"Hurry up! Those fried noodles smell too damn fragrant!"

Inside Lu Family Restaurant.

Lu Feng was lying prone on the table, half-asleep in a daze, when he was suddenly startled awake by the commotion at the door.

He looked up; several male students with dark circles under their eyes ran in from outside, and the moment they entered they shouted loudly: "Boss! Got fried noodles? I want fried noodles!"

Lu Feng answered that he had them while inwardly unable to suppress his puzzlement: in the middle of the night, where did so many customers come from?

Could it be that these fried noodles have become fragrant enough to attract even people in deep sleep?

Before he could think further, those male students, hearing there were fried noodles, immediately howled with excitement like wolves.

The originally cold and quiet hall saw its atmosphere become somewhat lively.

"Boss! Make me a portion of fried noodles, extra vegetables!"

"I want a portion too... no, one portion isn't enough, Boss give me three portions!"

"I'll have two portions of fried noodles! One to eat here, one for takeaway!"

"Only egg fried noodles? Fine, give me two portions then! Save one for tomorrow!"

"Stayed up all night gaming and eating instant noodles till I wanted to puke! Boss, your fried noodles are my savior!"

Listening to these male students ordering in a babble of voices, Lu Feng felt a blazing fire ignite in his heart as well.

Who says no one eats fried noodles at three in the morning?