Chapter 92

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Qin Feiyu froze for a moment upon hearing Grandpa Qin's words, then straightened up with a wry smile, her tone carrying a hint of complaint: "Grandpa, you scared me to death! It's just Liu Grandpa and the others coming over, is there really a need for you to be this nervous?"

"You don't understand!" Grandpa Qin barely caught his breath, looking toward the main gate with a face full of wariness: "These old geezers showing up at this hour, no need to guess — they're definitely here for the Crab Roe Fried Noodles!"

Ever since Liu Zhen Guo and the others tasted the fried noodles Lu Feng made at Grandpa Qin's place last time, they'd copied Grandpa Qin's method and sent guards to queue up before dawn.

As a result, they hadn't come to freeload Grandpa Qin's fried noodles for the next few days, and Grandpa Qin was quite happy about that.

Because Lu Feng didn't open for business last weekend, Grandpa Qin guessed this weekend might be the same.

Worried that going too late on the last day would mean he couldn't buy any, he specifically told Little Li yesterday to go queue up early on Friday.

At three in the morning, Little Li set off early, and sure enough, just as Grandpa Qin predicted, when he arrived the store entrance was already lined with a long, long queue.

Hearing that today's new flavor was Crab Roe Fried Noodles, Little Li felt a bit tempted.

Grandpa Qin hadn't been able to eat last week's Crab Roe Xiaolongbao, and he could feel Grandpa Qin felt some regret about it.

A few days ago, because he'd run his mouth for a moment, the fried noodles Grandpa Qin originally wanted to hide away for himself were eaten clean by Liu Zhen Guo and the others, and for the following days Grandpa Qin didn't give him a single good look.

If he could bring this Crab Roe Fried Noodles back today, Grandpa Qin would definitely be very happy, right?

Originally Little Li's position in line wouldn't have gotten him Crab Roe Fried Noodles, but he happened to see someone pay extra to buy one from another person, and he followed suit.

Little Li's luck wasn't bad; after wandering around the hall for a while, he spent two hundred yuan to buy a portion of Crab Roe Fried Noodles from a university student, then queued up again and bought a portion of the Fresh Meat Xiaolongbao Grandpa Qin loved most.

When he brought the Crab Roe Fried Noodles back in the morning, Grandpa Qin was indeed overjoyed, patting Little Li's shoulder and praising his quick wits non-stop.

Grandpa Qin also learned from Little Li just how sought-after this Crab Roe Fried Noodles was yesterday; just now he'd specifically told the Kitchen to reheat it properly, trying to preserve the fried noodles' original texture as much as possible.

Now hearing that Liu Zhen Guo and the others were coming, knowing they wouldn't visit without a reason, Grandpa Qin subconsciously guessed that this time they were definitely after his portion of Crab Roe Fried Noodles.

Seeing Qin Feiyu still standing frozen in place, Grandpa Qin got anxious, pushing her toward the Kitchen while urging: "What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and go! Once those old geezers arrive it'll be too late!"

"Okay, okay, okay." Qin Feiyu nodded helplessly and walked toward the Kitchen.

Grandpa Qin watched Qin Feiyu's departing back, just letting out a breath of relief, when Liu Zhen Guo's coarse voice rang out from outside: "Old Qin! What are you dawdling around inside for? Us brothers came to see you again, and you don't even come out to greet us?"

Grandpa Qin looked up; Liu Zhen Guo, Wei Jianhua, and Xu Shao Ying — three old men — strode in from outside, each carrying a takeout box, and that packaging bag was something he knew all too well.

"Hahaha, you guys haven't come to my place in days, today's timing is perfect, let's sit down and have a good few drinks!" Grandpa Qin put on a hearty, smiling face, then turned to Little Li standing to the side and instructed: "Go tell the Kitchen to cook a few more dishes for lunch!"

Little Li acknowledged with a nod and jogged out of the Living Room.

Liu Zhen Guo set the takeout box he was carrying on the table and asked straight to the point: "Old Qin, that little shop released a new flavor last night, do you know about it?"

Wei Jianhua and Xu Shao Ying also set their takeout boxes on the table; neither spoke, their eyes fixed in unison on Grandpa Qin.

"New flavor? I don't know!" Having learned his lesson last time, Grandpa Qin's expression revealed not the slightest flaw, playing the part of someone completely clueless.

As expected, they're here for the Crab Roe Fried Noodles, trying to pump me for info? No way!

Liu Zhen Guo's brows furrowed slightly, his tone doubtful: "You really don't know? Little Li didn't tell you when he came back? That boss made Crab Roe Fried Noodles last night, you didn't buy any?"

"Little Li didn't say! He brought me Xiaolongbao yesterday, I already ate them this morning!" Grandpa Qin shook his head like a rattle drum, pointing his finger at the packaging bag in the garbage bin.

"You ate them? Where's the box?" Liu Zhen Guo pressed.

Grandpa Qin reached out and pointed at the garbage bin in the Living Room.

Xu Shao Ying glanced at Wei Jianhua, signaling him to go check.

Wei Jianhua nodded in tacit understanding, stood up, walked to the garbage bin, took out the empty boxes inside, examined them carefully, and even brought them to his nose to sniff.

Seeing this, Grandpa Qin felt a bit dumbfounded, putting on a wronged look: "You guys, we've known each other for decades, would I still lie to you?"

Liu Zhen Guo hmphed through his nose, curling his lip: "That's hard to say, a few days ago weren't you still trying to hide two portions of fried noodles from us and keep them for yourself?"

"Heaven and earth as my witness, this time I really didn't lie to you, you saw the empty boxes too, I really didn't buy Crab Roe Fried Noodles!" Grandpa Qin guaranteed with a solemn, vowing expression.

The three of them, Liu Zhen Guo included, exchanged a glance, the suspicion in their eyes gradually fading.

They also knew that Lu Feng's place had purchase limits these days.

Combined with Grandpa Qin's flawless expression, they had no choice but to believe him.

Seeing the few of them fall silent, Grandpa Qin's heart instantly bloomed with joy, knowing Liu Zhen Guo and the other two had already believed his words.

His eyes fixed on the three takeout boxes placed on the table, he smiled and reached out his hand: "You say you come and just come, why bring anything? This is fried noodles bought from Lu Family Restaurant, right? Let me have a taste first!"

Liu Zhen Guo's eyes were quick and hands fast; he snatched the fried noodles into his hand in a flash, muttering: "Who said we brought it for you? I thought you'd bought Crab Roe Fried Noodles, originally wanted to trade with you."

The other two old men also silently picked up the fried noodles on the table.

"Look at you, so stingy!" Grandpa Qin rolled his eyes at Liu Zhen Guo, then turned his burning gaze toward Wei Jianhua.

"Cough, Old Qin, I haven't eaten fried noodles today either! Last time I ate your fried noodles here, how about I share some with you later?" Wei Jianhua said this, but there wasn't the slightest intention of handing the fried noodles over.

When Wei Jianhua said he hadn't eaten fried noodles today, his tone deliberately emphasized it a bit more.

"Sure!" Grandpa Qin beamed with joy, not noticing the emphasis in Wei Jianhua's tone at all, stepped a few paces closer, reached out to grab it: "I'll have the Kitchen reheat it, I'll eat a couple bites in a bit!"

"No no no, no need to trouble you, your Kitchen is still cooking dishes, wouldn't be good if the flavors mixed later."

Wei Jianhua originally thought he'd be polite and Grandpa Qin would decline, never expecting him to agree so readily, and instantly panicked a bit.

He retreated two steps back, stretched out his hand to block Grand Qin from approaching, and continued: "How about this, I'll take it home to reheat first, then bring it over to you later."

The smile on Grandpa Qin's face vanished instantly, and he said annoyedly: "Just knew you, this old brat, are stingy. If that fried noodles of yours can still be brought back after you take it home, I'll take your surname!"

Then Grandpa Qin turned his gaze to Xu Shao Ying, who had been standing silently to the side, and asked with a beaming smile: "Old Xu, your fried noodles..."

"Old Qin wait a moment, I'll take a call first." Xu Shao Ying's eyeballs rolled, and he said as he pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket, putting it to his ear: "Hello? What? The Golden Arowana we keep at home is dying? I'm heading back right now!"