"Oh, two bowls of fish noodles and one bowl of fish soup noodles," the servant put three big and round bowls of noodles on the table one by one.

A bowl of fish noodle soup was given to the old man, two bowls of fish noodle Zhang Jing and the old man's grandson each.

The difference between fish noodle soup and fish noodle is that one has meat and the other has no meat.

As for the price, it is naturally expensive for one bowl and cheaper for one bowl.

"Old sir, I'll add some fish to you," Zhang Jing signaled slightly to stand up.

However, he was pulled by the old man, "No need to worry, this is good."

"The old man doesn't have to do this, I said I invited it."

"No, no, that's fine. Old man, I can't eat fish," the old man shook his head.

Zhang Jingran is silent. He doesn’t like fish meat, so how could he drink fish noodle soup?

The old man's words reminded him of some long-closed memories. She once said with a smile that she didn't like eating eggs, and then picked all the eggs to him.

The fish noodles gave a lot of fish meat. Zhang Jing picked up the chopsticks and found that the fish meat was full of fish.

Zhang Jing picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

Nothing melts in the mouth. Those fish are the best fish, not something that ordinary people can afford.

However, overall, the taste is OK.

Some fish flavor.

As for this side, it is a bit average, long and wide, and it doesn't make you feel very chewy when you eat it.

Zhang Jing still likes the slender face.

Zhang Jing was eating, and a group of people approached the noodle stall.

Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes, but he didn't say anything, and he was still eating noodles honestly.

Maybe it may not be possible for people to come to eat noodles too.

The guy from the noodle stall met with great eyesight.

"Yeah, how many of you guys are eating noodles?"

The person in charge was a one-eyed dragon with an eye mask on his face and gently put his hand on the guy's shoulder and pinched it.

"Why don't you eat noodles when you come to your noodle restaurant? "

"Oh, grandpa, please be gentle," the servant's face turned a little distorted.

"Come six bowls of fish noodles, as long as the fish noodles are not noodles, go and make a big table for me," the one-eyed dragon slid the servant aside.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll move the tables for you guys now," the servant hurriedly got up from the ground, nodded and bowed.

After saying that, he quickly ran into it.

Soon, a few servants carried a big table out.

He also presented some tea to those people.

After the few people came, Zhang Jing could clearly feel that the atmosphere inside the stall became much quieter.

Many people hurriedly took a few bites of noodles and went to check out.

It seems like I'm afraid of causing some trouble.

These days, it is better to have less than more things.

The old man next to Zhang Jing also accelerated his eating noodles and ate a large lump in just a few bites.

"Bang."

The one-eyed dragon slapped the table with a slap, and everyone didn't dare to do anything.

He stopped honestly.

"Why, I'm here to affect your noodles? Or do you don't want to see me, Mr. Shi?" The remaining eyes of the one-eyed dragon swept across everyone and said coldly.

“No, no.”

“No, no.”

Everyone waved their hands quickly.

"No? Then eat the noodles on the table, drink the soup before leaving. Otherwise, I would seem to have mixed up the business of the noodle restaurant and would not go out to inquire.

I, Shi Jiyuan, is a famous charity and has never done anything that is harmful to the world," said the one-eyed dragon, raised his chin.

"Brother said," a younger brother next to him echoed.

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Everyone who was about to leave sat down one after another and began to eat the remaining noodles.

"Who is this person? So arrogant?" Zhang Jing lowered his voice and asked at the old man beside him.

"People from the Black Tiger Gang," the old man looked around slightly, and only then did he reply to Zhang Jing's words when he saw that no one noticed him.

"Heihu Gang?" The name sounds like a villain.

"That's right, this Black Tiger Gang is the largest gang in our fishing city. It has a very powerful force. The leader of the gang, Hei Xinhu, is a legendary first-class master."

The two of them are far behind, so the people from the Black Tiger Gang can't hear clearly what they are talking about.

Zhang Jing nodded, but he had never heard of this name.

The only forces that could allow him to do some investigation in the capital city were those like Vajra Gate and Shuiyue Temple, which had innate masters.

As for understated forces like the Black Tiger Gang, it is indeed not worth the effort of Lord Zhang.

Zhang Jing continued to eat noodles, and people began to leave one after another.

This time I ate it very clean, so the one-eyed dragon was called Shi Jiyuan and it was not stopped.

However, Zhang Jing could clearly feel that Shi Jiyuan's eyes were staring at one of these diners.

With Shi Jiyuan's gaze, Zhang Jing also looked at it a little.

He is an ordinary person in his twenties, with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure, and in short, everything is ordinary.

There is nothing worth Zhang Jing’s attention.

There is nothing strange about wearing it, it is just a simple coarse cloth dress.

Then, Zhang Jing withdrew his gaze.

The person stared at by Shi Jiyuan stood up and settled the bill next to him, and he was about to leave with the steps of others.

"Wait," Shi Jiyuan reached out and stopped the man's footsteps.

"Is there anything wrong?" The person who was stopped seemed a little panicked.

"Why did you just settle a bowl of noodles?" Shi Jiyuan stood up and stared at the man and said softly.

"I ate a bowl of noodles and I will naturally make a bill of noodles."

"Fuck, I saw with my own eyes that you had just eaten two bowls of noodles, and these two bowls were still fish noodles," Shi Jiyuan tilted his head and showed a smile.

"I, I don't," the man turned around and returned to the table where he had just eaten and picked up the bowl.

"Look, I just ate a bowl of noodles."

"You just ate two bowls of noodles, and the guy took that bowl."

Shi Jiyuan stepped forward and snatched the man's bowl, raised it high, looked at everyone and said loudly:

"Then let everyone judge, did this kid eat two bowls of noodles?"

"That's right, just two bowls of noodles."

“That’s it, that’s it.”

The Black Tiger Gang who came with Shi Jiyuan all agreed.

However, the remaining ordinary people didn't speak and were watching this scene quietly.

Shi Jiyuan walked up and took a photo of someone who was very close to him, and said softly:

"You said, did he eat one bowl of noodles or two bowls of noodles?"

The person who was photographed looked at Shi Jiyuan's smiling face and swallowed.

"Two, two bowls of noodles."

"What do you think?" Shi Jiyuan's remaining eyes swept across everyone present.

"Two, two bowls of noodles."

"I ate two bowls of noodles."

Everyone echoed.

If you offend the local snake and Black Tiger Gang because of this, it would be more than worth the loss.

"Who is this person? Why did the people from the Black Tiger Gang target him?" Zhang Jing raised his eyebrows.
To be continued...