The deep alley, the faint moonlight, and a few dull orange-red lights make this place even cooler.

"This, Xiao Ming, why don't I go and talk to the old Wang, saying, "This place is too desolate!" Uncle Xiang looked sad and angry.

He was in a very bad mood, but how good he was in a woman like that. As a result, this bastard threatened him with such a thing and occupied his position. He drove him to such a corner of black winter.

At this moment, Uncle Xiang was filled with resentment. He had the urge to fight with the old Wang. Although he might not be his opponent, he had to bite a piece of meat.

Why do you come here to bully yourself? Just because you are disabled, you can bully me! I thought to my uncle, and these eyes became red. In this dark alley in the middle of winter, it was particularly scary.

"Uncle, I think this is pretty good!" Li Qingming suddenly said something casually.

Very good? Very good here? The uncle looked around and saw where is this good!

"Uncle, the so-called fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the same is true for our chicken soup!" Li Qingming smiled, "The more this happens, the more successful we are, wouldn't we slap that guy in the face!"

If he was bullied like this on Earth, Li Qingming would definitely be like an uncle, rolling up his sleeves and trying to get someone out of the way. But in this parallel world like the earth, Li Qingming looked calm.

In Li Qingming's opinion, the other party's shamelessness is completely insignificant! If it weren't for the occasion that it was not suitable, Li Qingming really wanted to sing a song by Yang Kun's "It's Not So Much".

What is the mentality of a strong man? That’s right now.

Uncle Xiang looked strange.

"Uh, Uncle Xiang, what's wrong?" Li Qingming touched his face, "Is there any flowers on my face?"

Shake your head to the uncle.

"Xiao Ming, why don't you do literary research?" Uncle Xiang sighed, "You can be a poet! Your plum blossom fragrance comes from the bitter cold, and it has a profound meaning! Even if I am a rough man, I think it's very...that!" Uncle Xiang sighed.

"The meaning is profound?" Li Qingming added.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Uncle Xiang nodded repeatedly.

Li Qingming smiled. That's right, these are the crystallizations of China's five thousand years of brilliant culture. How can it be more profound? If he hadn't been more fond of delicious food, and the fried chicken and fries were too unpalatable, Li Qingming would have easily become a poet and lyrics!

However, now you can be a God of Food.

At this moment, Lao Wang in the distance looked here with a proud look. From now on, this position belongs to him alone. He just occupies such a good position for nothing and does not know how to manage it. Looking at him, he can definitely earn two or three thousand yuan more than in a month! Two or three thousand yuan, this is two or three thousand yuan!

"Uncle, do you have a palm-leaf fan?" Li Qingming asked.

"Yes! Here!" The uncle looked puzzled, not knowing what Li Qingming was going to do.

At this time, Li Qingming uncovered the lid of the pot, and a strong aroma of chicken soup suddenly came out. At this time, the taste was the most delicious moment. Uncle Xiang couldn't help swallowing. Before they set off, they had just eaten their fill, and Xiang sweared that he was definitely full.

But at this moment, when he smelled the fragrance, his stomach couldn't help but buzz again.

"Uncle, why don't you give you a bowl?" Li Qingming said with a smile.

"No, no, don't be hungry! Keep it for sale!" Uncle Xiang was slightly embarrassed and waved his hands repeatedly, "What am I going to do next?"

"It's very simple, uncle, just use this palm fan. Remember, don't fan it hard, fan it slowly. Fan it slowly towards the crowd, so that the fragrance will not dissipate!" Li Qingming ordered.

Nodded to the uncle.

Then, he stood up to the wind, swayed the palm-leaf fan gently, and slowly fanned the rich aroma of chicken soup into the crowd.

At this moment, Secretary Liu Chang, who was about to go home in the distance, stopped when he saw this strange scene. What was he slapping on? The strange thing in Guli? Secretary Liu Chang shook his head and decided to watch and wait.

However, after waiting for about a few minutes, he had no reaction. So he was confused, so the secretary shook his head and got in the car and left. However, he didn't know that this departure almost interrupted his secretary's career. Of course, this was all a story. At this moment, Uncle Xiang's strange behavior naturally attracted the attention of Lao Wang.

"Ha, that dead cripple, is it a lucky cat here to attract customers? It's so funny! That kind of broken place, even if you wear Ultraman's clothes, it's useless." Lao Wang sneered.

After being scolded by Lao Wang, the owners of some boring late-night snack stalls around him also noticed Uncle Xiang's strange behavior. They were all curious about what this old Xiang was doing.

This old saying is really correct: three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang. Someone really can see some clues.

"You guys say, is he fanning the fragrance of something? He wants to fan it here and attract customers?" said a boss.

After these words, the surroundings were quiet at first, and then many owners of late-night snack vendors laughed.

They are all fried chicken and fries, and the taste is the same. What's the use of his fragrance? They are not all the same, can't they have to run so far away from you when they eat the same fried chicken and fries!

Could you play with the side dishes? Everyone has the same things, but the types of vegetables are slightly different. But basically, they are similar. Do you want to attract people like this? Dreaming!

The boss who said this also touched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly. Why did he say such a stupid thing?

Just as everyone laughed at him, the boss, who was silly speaking, moved his nose. He vaguely smelled a scent, a scent that he had never smelled before.

The owner of the late-night snack stall couldn't help but sucked hard with his nose.

Good smell! It smells so good! The boss took a few deep breaths and felt the rich fragrance coming in from his nose, then passed through his heart, settled into his stomach and intestines, which directly triggered a violent wriggle in his abdomen, and finally turned into a huge buzzing sound: Gugu~~

"Oh, Lao Lu, why? I didn't have dinner today! I was hungry so early!" Many bosses joked with inferior cigarettes worth three or four yuan a pack of bad quality cigarettes.

"Do you smell any fragrance?" Old Lu ignored everyone and kept sniffing, "It smells so good! Where did this come from!"

When everyone saw Lao Lu's strange behavior, they subconsciously sniffed it.

Hey! It really smells! This smell is amazing. Many bosses smell a rich, never-sniffed fragrance that they have penetrated their hearts.

"It smells so good! What kind of fragrance is it!" Many bosses screamed.
Chapter completed!