It was finally his turn, but it was gone. Is this life worthless? How could this be true? Especially when people around us drank chicken soup, the unique fragrance of the soul chicken soup was sprayed between their noses. In addition, this is the deepest part of the alley and the environment is relatively closed, so the rich aroma of chicken soup will not dissipate for a long time.

Most of this fat man is delicious. Now it’s his turn, so why don’t he live?

"Or, uncle, please look again to see if there is any!" The fat uncle was full of desire and his eyes were full of thirst.

This is to be described in an idiom, which is definitely - looking through the autumn water.

Of course, Li Qingming naturally would not say it. This was already a sensation. He didn't want every sentence to be golden, and that would be suspected. At that time, the federal government really had to make great efforts to check its hometown, and if it couldn't tell the details, wouldn't that be bad?

"It's really gone! Look, it's clean!" Uncle Xiang raised the pot.

The fat uncle looked at it and saw that it was really gone. It was clean and there was nothing left.

The fat uncle looked depressed, and the crowd behind him was naturally also looked depressed. After so long, it was gone. Looking at the person who had drunk chicken soup before, there was endless aftertaste, you said, how uncomfortable it was.

"Everyone, we will make more tomorrow! So, I can only feel embarrassed today!" Li Qingming said loudly at this moment, "The so-called good soup is not afraid of being late, so everyone doesn't have to worry about it. Since I promised to give you this spiritual chicken soup for free a week, I will definitely do it!"

The person who has drunk it looked expectant. This small cup is really not satisfied. The fragrance is everywhere in the stomach, and the whole body is full of rich chicken soup, but the mouth is not satisfied. This feeling is just like Zhu Bajie ate ginseng fruit. If he is too unsatisfied, he will be too unsatisfied.

Tomorrow, this is naturally coming! And it’s time to hurry up!

"Little Master, can you change to a big bowl tomorrow? Such a small bowl is too few, it's really not enough. I haven't tasted the taste yet! It's gone!" Those who have drunk it looked dissatisfied with desire.

On this side, Li Qingming hadn't spoken yet, and those who hadn't drunk started to yell.

"What are you shouting? You have all drunk today, we haven't. I don't know how delicious it is! You want a bigger bowl, no, little master, tomorrow we have to let those of us who have never drunk drink it first!" The fat uncle started squirting.

"Yes, yes, let's drink first! Those who haven't gotten drunk today will drink first!" The people behind the fat uncle shouted.

Li Qingming smiled slightly.

"Let's do this, the people who are queuing today will stand according to the order just now, and then some friend will help take a photo and leave a certificate. Tomorrow, we will continue to deliver chicken soup according to this order. When you finish drinking it, it will be the people who are queuing tomorrow!" Li Qingming ordered.

Originally, the team had dispersed, but when Li Qingming finished speaking, the shouting people immediately lined up, and in the previous order, one was sure to line up again.

Randomly, a flash light reflects this deep alley like day.

"Everyone, let's go first. See you tomorrow! I will come again at 7 o'clock tomorrow!" Li Qingming and Uncle Xiang began to clean up.

Everyone around him reluctantly left.

Only the fat uncle was still confused, looking at the busy Li Qingming and Uncle Xiang, and he wanted to speak but stopped several times. Finally, he couldn't help it and asked in a low voice.

"Well, can you make some hot water to brush the pot? Although the taste is much worse, at least you can try it out!" The fat uncle's voice was very quiet.

But he was too angry, and this lowered his voice and was still heard by many people who were about to leave.

At this moment, everyone immediately surrounded him.

"Yes, yes, use boiled water. Who has never drunk the water in this house? "A group of people who have not drunk chicken soup agreed.

This is a slum, and people around are poor. Although eating and drinking is cheap, a basic set meal for fried chicken and fries is only 4 yuan, there are still many people who don’t eat it every day. In more cases, these really poor people usually eat a little rice noodles with various flavors of fries. Then, they can make some vegetables, leaf soup and drink it.

As for everyone, I know this soup. It is the most rich and nutritious at the beginning. In order to ensure that the children at home drink better, it is naturally the most rich at the beginning. After the children finish drinking it, then the adults add some boiling water and drink it again.

Although this tastes not very good, it is better than drinking boiled water. Besides, there is oil on it, so it cannot be wasted. Now the chicken soup is gone, but the noodles on this pot are still covered with grease. This shush, the taste must be good.

Li Qingming was really shocked at this moment. Is this so exaggerated? I can drink water even if I wash the pot!

The pitiful eyes of everyone really made Li Qingming soften.

This is so pitiful.

"This, Xiao Ming, or you can satisfy everyone's wishes. Otherwise, this looks a bit wasteful!" Uncle Xiang also suggested on the side.

This kind of life of drinking water is not unusual at all in this slum, and it is extremely common. Otherwise, how is it called a slum?

Li Qingming covered his face.

"Everyone, this is a pot of water!" Li Qingming really couldn't bear it and gave someone his own chicken soup to drink water.

"Little master, we can drink even if it's a pot of water!" Everyone nodded repeatedly.

"This..." Li Qingming really felt that he couldn't do it.

"Little Master, we want to drink!" everyone shouted.

Well, the pot of water is steep now. I really don’t know what to say.

However, since everyone is willing to drink it, then drink it. Anyway, a little boiled water is not worth it!

Then, Uncle Xiang poured a bottle of boiling water into it, and then used a brush to squeeze the pot. Under the expectation of everyone, he finally made dozens of bowls of "Soul Chicken Soup Swallow Water".

"Huhuhu~~~" Everyone held a bowl of 'Soul Chicken Soup Swallow Water' and blew it on, and then drank it down.

Is this delicious? Li Qingming didn't try it, but the soup base is soaked in the pot, so there is no need to think about it, and I know it's not delicious.

"It tastes good! It tastes so good! It tastes so good! It tastes better than any chicken soup!" Everyone's praise and shouting shocked Li Qingming to the point of speechlessness.

This, fuck, the pot of water is delicious, but I am not rich! Li Qingming was amazed at the lack of food culture in this world, and was also surprised that he finally ushered in the spring of life.

In an era when a pot of chicken soup is delicious, if I can’t become a god of food, I can find a piece of tofu to kill myself!

Then, after completely drinking all the water from the pot, everyone left reluctantly. After cleaning up quickly, the two of them set off home.
Chapter completed!