Chapter 94: Let You Open a Food Shop, You Open at Three in the Morning

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Xu Shao Ying gave a dry smile, a cunning glint flashing in his wise eyes.

"This is called all's fair in love and war! Old Qin, don't blame me—who made you never tell the truth these past few times, never sharing good things with us old brothers?"

"Old Xu, how did you guess?" Liu Zhen Guo leaned in, asking with some confusion.

Xu Shao Ying pretended to be mysterious, smiling as he pointed to his own nose.

"Although my memory isn't as good as it used to be, my nose hasn't retired! Just now when Xiao Yu came near me, I smelled crab fragrance on her, and since we didn't make hairy crabs at noon today, it must be crab roe fried noodles!"

"I see!"

Liu Zhen Guo suddenly understood, looking admiringly as he said: "Your nose is sharper than mine—I didn't even notice that!"

After hearing this, Qin Ye finally realized he had made a slip despite his caution.

Shaking his head helplessly, he said to Xu Shao Ying: "You old fox!"

Soon, Qin Feiyu returned carrying the hot crab roe fried noodles.

As soon as the crab roe fried noodles hit the table, the four old men at the dining table all stretched their necks.

Greedily sniffing the fragrance of the crab roe fried noodles, they couldn't help but show expressions of enjoyment.

"Everyone, I'm the oldest, let me divide it for everyone—no objections?"

Xu Shao Ying took the lead, moving the plate of fried noodles toward himself.

Without waiting for others to speak, he picked up chopsticks to grab some from the plate.

"Old Xu, wait!"

Wei Jianhua was quick-eyed and quick-handed, moving the plate in front of himself.

Then he righteously said: "Among us few, I'm the youngest; as a younger brother, I should do more for my elder brothers, so let me divide this plate!"

"Old Wei, your saliva's about to drip into the plate!"

Liu Zhen Guo stood up, picked up the plate and placed it in front of himself, looking at the others: "Don't forget, when we used to march in the army, I was always the one responsible for dividing the rice for everyone—this task of dividing the fried noodles is most suitable for me!"

Qin Ye couldn't hold back either; he stood up and snatched the fried noodles over.

Holding them in his arms like an old hen guarding her food: "What are you few fighting over? This fried noodle dish was bought by me—shouldn't I be the one to divide it?"

"Old Qin, you can't! If I hadn't seen through you, you'd still be hiding this fried noodle! Old Liu, Old Zhao, you two don't fight me for it! Let me take a bite first, then I'll divide some for you two later, okay?"

Xu Shao Ying stood up and walked straight over, reaching out to grab it.

"Hey? Why do you get the first bite? I'm not taking it out to divide for you—where am I hiding anything? Besides, this fried noodle was bought by me, so of course I should take the first bite!" Qin Ye shouted somewhat unwillingly.

"Old Qin, let me eat first, and later I'll give you extra of my beef fried noodles!"

Liu Zhen Guo picked up the fried noodles he brought and waved them at Qin Ye.

"Sounds like someone doesn't have beef fried noodles! Old Qin, let me eat first, I'll share half my fried noodles with you!"

Wei Jianhua said while opening the takeout box he brought, standing up to send it toward Qin Ye.

"Old Zhao, are you embarrassed? Old Qin, don't forget—last time at your place, he ate the most! Once he takes this bite, us three brothers won't get much!"

Liu Zhen Guo grabbed Wei Jianhua's shoulder with one hand and forced him back into the chair, turning to shout loudly at Qin Ye.

"Hey hey hey! Old Liu, you're going too far! I have a big mouth, so what if I eat a bit more?" Wei Jianhua got anxious and shouted loudly.

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In the villa's living room, the four old men seemed to have become four children fighting over things.

You said a word, I said a word, no one yielded to anyone, arguing until their faces were red.

Their voices were all loud, and the guards at the door heard them.

The guards were completely baffled, not knowing what had happened inside.

If not for their loyalty to duty, they really wanted to go in and look.

But if they knew that the four usually stern old chiefs were now fighting over a plate of fried noodles, their eyes would probably pop out.

Although the guards at the door didn't know the situation inside, another person saw it all.

Watching this somewhat absurd scene, Qin Feiyu, sitting by Qin Ye's side, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

As soon as she laughed, the arguing voices in the living room suddenly quieted down.

The four old men's gazes all turned toward her at once.

Qin Feiyu quickly covered her mouth, holding back her laughter hard, her pretty face turning red.

Qin Ye still maintained his food-guarding posture, glaring at Qin Feiyu, pretending to be angry: "Xiao Yu, I'm your real grandfather—you don't help me, that's fine, but you watch the joke over there? What's so funny?"

"No, no, I just feel that..."

Qin Feiyu suppressed her smile, thought for a moment, and said: "I feel that Grandpa, the way you all fight over food to eat is quite cute."

Cute?

Hearing Qin Feiyu say this, the four old men couldn't help but be stunned.

Their ages added up to over three hundred years.

And which of them hadn't experienced hundreds of battles, undergone the baptism of blood and storms, and been combat heroes in others' eyes?

Now they were actually called cute by a little girl?

If this got out, wouldn't people laugh their teeth off?

Qin Feiyu felt a bit embarrassed under their gazes, so she quickly stood up and suggested: "Grandpas, you keep snatching from each other, no one yields—this fried noodle will get cold and not taste good soon, why don't I divide it for everyone?"

The four old men looked at each other, then looked at the fried noodles in the plate.

Looking at Qin Feiyu again, their movements were surprisingly in sync.

"Xiao Yu, sorry you had to see that joke, we few are just messing around."

Xu Shao Ying gave a somewhat embarrassed hehe laugh, then said to the other three: "Let's not fight among ourselves, bickering back and forth — what does that look like? Better to leave it to Xiao Yu, this young lady, let Xiao Yu divide it, I'm relieved."

A trace of delight flashed across Grandpa Qin's face, just about to say something.

Unexpectedly Xu Shao Ying immediately followed up to Qin Feiyu: "Xiao Yu, we all believe you are fair, this mission is entrusted to you, you must not let us few down, don't play favorites just because you're closer to a certain someone, treat everyone equally, understand?"

Grandpa Qin couldn't help but roll his eyes.

This Xu Shao Ying is truly like the roundworm in his belly, his every thought guessed clearly through and through.

Liu Zhen Guo and Wei Jianhua, the two elders, also nodded, expressing agreement with Xu Shao Ying's suggestion.

Qin Feiyu stood up and brought four small bowls, carefully dividing the Crab Roe Fried Noodles in the plate into four portions.

The four elders held their breath in concentration, eyes fixed tightly on Qin Feiyu's every movement.

"Alright, various grandpas, the Fried Noodles are divided, each portion is about the same, this should do it, right?"

Qin Feiyu finished dividing the Fried Noodles, stepped back two steps, and said to the four elders with a smile.

Grandpa Qin was the first to stand up, impatiently picking up one portion.

Picked up chopsticks, clamped a mouthful, and chewed slowly.

The Crab Roe Fried Noodles' delicious fragrant flavor made Grandpa Qin unable to help closing his eyes and nodding repeatedly.

Lu Feng's culinary skill has never once disappointed him.

The other three elders also each took a bowl, picked up chopsticks, and began tasting.