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Chapter 151 Impatient and irrelevant excitement

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    ? I agreed to wait until I went back to Guan Snack Street before I started eating. After getting off the subway and walking a few steps, my hands were full.

    A cup of sweet-scented osmanthus, raisins, cranberry, walnut and lotus root powder, and a bag of Qinqiang original sesame chocolate peach cake.

    In the face of food, some people's patience seems to be infinitely extendable.

    The first thing I passed by was the peach cake shop. The queue inside was not too long. I got impatient after waiting for a while, so I left and walked less than 20 steps to buy lotus root noodles.

    Eating the lotus root noodles hot, I just needed to wait for someone, so I couldn't help but walk back to the peach cake shop.  The line has not moved, and the only clerk is still busy packing patiently and meticulously.

    There are sliced ??pieces on the table for people to try. I took a piece, it was crispy and pleasing, and I didn¡¯t want to leave.

    Speaking of being busy, the clerk seemed unhurried, not at all what he should be when he was busy.  He was only about twenty years old, with hair dyed silver gray, and dressed in fashion, but his movements and expressions did not match his age.  Slow and leisurely, no matter how long the team is, the movements under his hands will be steady and will not speed up a bit.

    After looking around carefully, the waiting people, except me, were equally calm and determined.

    Seeing that the people in the front line are all buying in several large boxes, and there are not many left on the shelves, I start to feel anxious.  Can't help but ask the few in front, how much do you plan to buy?  How much will you buy?

    The answers all said that there are not too many, but those who are in the queue keep adding the quantity

    Watching me wandering back and forth, asking if the stock is still available, and whether my favorite flavor will be sold out The clerk and other customers are not disturbed by me, and they still maintain a calm and calm demeanor.

    It seemed as if he was standing on the shore of a long stream of water, pacing back and forth anxiously, only seeing his nervous and anxious shadow.

    Finally, the queue arrived, and the clerk took the flavors I had chosen, and neatly stacked them on oiled paper.  He bent his head and took a gap in the box, and I had already pulled out a piece and took a bite.

    "Eat it now?" He got up and was a little surprised when he saw it.

    "Then I will continue to endure?" I was also surprised.

    What a lot of patience, to be able to carry such a delicious thing and drooling back home

    He lowered his body to look for something again, raised his body and handed me a piece of glutinous rice paper for a long time, "Hold it with this, it's a bit greasy"

    ? Seeing that I was holding the last piece of food in my hand, he turned around quickly, "Do you want to eat another piece?"

    People with a bad stomach, go to the food street, basically rely on seeing and smelling, and eating can only taste the meaning.  What's more, the snacks here are mostly spicy and spicy, with red oil and red sauce, which is extremely unfriendly to the stomach.

    The rest can basically be tasted and stopped.  He tasted a bowl of jelly in front of him, and immediately lost his memory. Who has a bad stomach?

    After eating half a bowl, I reached into my pocket for a tissue and found a tablet of medicine, and my amnesia was cured.

    Holding jelly with one hand and pinching pills with the other, I ate everything, at most it was serious.  Tuck the pills into the back of the bag, where they are hard to reach.

    The snack street here is beyond imagination, and the roadside stalls are connected without gaps.  At a certain intersection, the stalls spread out in all directions following the fork in the road.

    The original colors of the ingredients are colorful and attractive, the seasonings that cannot be named are piled up into mountains, the knives and shovels are turned, the charcoal fire is fragrant, and the smoke is curling up shouting, bargaining, laughing and talking a little in a trance.

    It seems that all kinds of things outside the surrounding area have nothing to do with me.  It's like the "time freeze" scene in a movie, but right now, it's me who's frozen, and the rest are flowing and lively.

    If someone edits outside the screen, this frame should be cut off.  After all, standing in such a bustle, the pile of dazed pixels is really a bit out of harmony.

    The end of the daze, because of a bottle of Bingfeng.

    In fact, it is the orange soda that I loved to drink when I was a child. The soda is packaged in a glass bottle with a straw inserted, and I have to return the bottle after drinking it while standing on the side of the road.

    Some old people and things, in the familiar sweetness, flow down the straw, and the memory gushes out again.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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