"But I have nothing to let you learn," the man sighed, "I just know how to stretch noodles."

His best skills are Yangchun noodles.

As a result, no matter whether it is flavored or the most essential soup, people have to give it some.

How could he have the right to preach?

"Then hire me," Lin Miao tilted his head.

"I can't stay here for long, just look for a summer vacation job."

"Just give me the wages on time."

Even if this is already active, it is just a policy opening.

The people don’t have much spare money in their hands.

The store is decorated very simply, and the noodles are not expensive. I think it is not much profit.

Lin Miao came out, firstly, to make some spare money, and secondly, he didn't want to be at home. He either faced Lin Yan, or faced the white walls, and left a way out.

It’s no secret that Wu Caixia loves her son.

When Lin Yan had a conflict, Wu Caixia didn't have to think about it.

She just hopes that by that time, she will have a place to go.

"But you will suffer a loss in this way. If I buy the recipe, I will give you at least a few hundred yuan," the man reminded.

"Dad," the girl hurriedly squeezed in and grabbed Lin Miao with a smile.

"Welcome to Jixiang Noodle Restaurant. My name is Gao Miao. This is my dad, Gao Cheng."

"My name is Lin Miao."

"My name is Miaomiao, your name is Miaomiao. This is really fate."

When Gao Miao heard the name, he suddenly felt close.

The girl's hands were very warm, wrapping Lin Miao's slightly cool hands.

Lin Miao smiled slightly.

After finalizing the working hours, I told Gao Cheng that the ingredients I needed tomorrow were already climbing high.

In the store, there are more and more customers.

Gao Miao was busy greeting him back and forth.

Lin Miao greeted Gao Cheng and planned to go back.

"Wait," Gao Cheng called her and served a bowl of noodles.

"It's been this time, I'll go back after finishing my meal here."

Gao Cheng's warm smile.

Lin Miao looked at it.

There were only a few tables, and diners occupied two.

If she wants to go again, she will be ignorant.

"Come here," Gao Cheng dragged a chair and placed it on the side of the small coffee table inside.

"Just let it go."

Lin Miao didn't eat much in the morning and said something for a while, and he was really hungry now.

"Thank you, Uncle Gao," she said, sitting on the small stool, leaning over to the bowl, and sucking and eating.

Gao Cheng turned his head and saw that she was eating happily, and couldn't help but laugh.

A bowl of noodles will soon come to an end.

Lin Miao touched her stomach, poured the soup inside, and washed the dishes out.

Gao Cheng was kneading the dough, and Lin Miao went to the side of the pot and shook the small basket inside.

"Uncle Gao, you can cook this side for two seconds less."

"When it's passed, the face will be just right."

Gao Cheng was silent.

In the past, he also made noodles, but they were all big pot rice, and they would be cooked as long as it was cooked.

There is no such precautions at all.

Now, when you open the door to do business, you can only find out how foolish you were in the past.

Lin Miao said, lifting one of the baskets and pouring out the noodles.

Gao Cheng skillfully put the soup cooked in the morning, poured it on, picked up a slice of meat, and placed it on top.

Gao Miao came over quickly and took the noodle soup away.

Diner poured vinegar sauce and chili oil, stirred for a few times, and picked up a chopstick.

As soon as he entered his mouth, his eyebrows were shaking.

After swallowing it, I tilted my head and savored it, and took another big bite.

In less than three minutes, the diner ate a bowl of noodles.

When he paid the money, he said, "Miss, you have a good face here, and you have a chewy and chewy teeth."

"If you like you, come more," Gao Miao took the money and smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes.

"That's sure," the diner left without feeling satisfied before taking it.

Gao Cheng then turned to look at Lin Miao.

Lin Miao is wearing an apron.

She grinned when she noticed him looking over.

Gao Cheng also smiled and looked at Lin Miao when he looked down at her.

Lin Miao kept his head down, and only then raised his head to serve the noodles, scooped juice and added meat.

To achieve high achievement, you only need to bring the noodle bowl to the front window.

In this way, Gao Cheng's workload was much less.

Lin Miao stood behind and watched him fall and beat him.

Gao Cheng never looked back, but asked after dinner, "Do you want to try it?"

Lin Miao thought for a while and shook his head.

"I'm not strong enough now."

High end volume.

This child is not short, but he is a bit thin.

If you don’t look at your face, just look at your back, it’s like a thin bean sprout.

"It's okay, it's definitely enough to have your uncle in the future."

Gao Cheng raised his chest.

The high cost is a bit too big. With such a thrust, the chef's hat on his head suddenly popped up.

It tastes like a farm keeper.

Lin Miao pursed her lips and held back the smile that was about to come out.

Gao Miao packed up the dishes and pushed open the door to see him.

"Miaomiao, you didn't leave?"

Lin Miao nodded with a smile.

"I was a little busy at that time, so I stayed."

"You are so considerate," Gao Miao's mouth was as sweet as if he had been smeared with honey.

Lin Miao bent her almond eyes.

Some people have a consistent heart, while others have a sweet mouth and a stingy sword.

As long as you keep your mind open, everything will be clear.

Gao Cheng put a bowl of noodles for his daughter and picked up two large meat steaks.

"Come on," he sent it to his daughter.

Gao Miao took it and asked, "What does Miaomiao eat?"

"I've eaten it," Lin Miao replied with a smile, heading towards the sink full of bowls and chopsticks.

"Don't, I'll do that," Gao Miao put down the bowl and stopped Lin Miao.
To be continued...