The sweet soup is sufficient, and Yang Yuying can make it when she is practicing, so she simply divides it into a portion and rewards the diners who come to queue up to buy breakfast every day regardless of wind and rain.

No diner who has a tongue that can drink soup can withstand this temptation.

There were also several diners who gave this sweet soup several particularly appropriate names, such as "specialized in treating beds" and "gospel for patients with waking up".

Thinking about the deliciousness of sweet soup, no matter how much you love sleeping in, you can get up and queue up for dinner before dawn.

The sweet soup was divided in turn, and Lu Hao was the first to get it. He held it in his palm and tasted it in small mouthfuls. Each mouthful could taste a different world.

Jiang Xia avoided the eyes of others, drank the sweet soup in one sip, and a beautiful and moving melody instantly sounded in her mind.

"call!"

He has not had such inspiration as he has today for two years. This feeling is so wonderful and moving that it is hard to describe in words.

How could there be such a delicious soup in the world?

Jiang Xia closed her eyes and looked intoxicated. His assistant was amused. He took several photos and posted them on Moments. After laughing for a while, he saw a message in Moments, and the assistant was stunned.

He followed the reminder of his friend to open the website and saw someone in the local forum. The Food World section posted anonymously - the particularly famous private restaurant of Internet celebrity on the Bayibatai Star Pedestrian Street.

The poster said that his grandmother went to Haicheng for a trip last month and happened to be in this private restaurant. She queued for two hours and bought a portion of porridge. After eating it, something was wrong when she went home. She was excited and kept making trouble and had to drink porridge. Her mental state was very abnormal.
Chapter completed!