In this group of people, there were both men and women. Although their clothes were not classy, ​​they were still well-dressed, and they looked like they were from well-to-do families.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like someone coming to eat at a place like this.

Especially the young woman next to the man, she looks good. Even if she doesn't speak, just standing there, she exudes a gentleness.

This kind of temperament cannot be cultivated by ordinary people.

Not to mention the man standing behind the young woman.

Although there was an impatient look on his face, the green clothes on his body had already said everything.

In the Han Dynasty, Qingyi was the symbol of scholars.

Coupled with the golden rising sun embroidered on the chest, it means that this person has been recognized by the highest university in the Han Dynasty.

I heard the man in green say in an impatient tone: "Sister, is there anything delicious in a place like this? Why not go to Xicheng."

The gentle young woman knew that her younger brother had always disliked A Lang, so she turned around and gently advised:

"Your brother-in-law took a detour here. He certainly has his reasons. Please be patient."

The man in green groaned and could only shut up.

The man in the lead seemed not to have heard the conversation between the sisters and brothers. His group was stopped. Not only was he not angry, but the smile on his face became even stronger.

He looked at the guest who stopped him with amusement:

"Mo Sanming?"

The guest was stunned for a moment.

Over the years, others have called him Mo Laosan.

The only people who could be named Mo Sanming were his colleagues in the army.

"What? You don't recognize me?"

Mo Laosan's eyes widened and he stared blankly at the man in front of him. It wasn't until the man's face gradually overlapped with the deepest memory in his heart that he shouted in disbelief:

"Old Feng?"

The man smiled and said nothing.

"Is it really you? Lao Feng?"

Mo Laosan suddenly grabbed the man's arms and shouted excitedly.

The man finally burst out laughing and hugged Mo Laosan:

"Brother, can't you think of it?"

"Of course I can't think of it!"

After the two separated, Mo Laosan was still excited and at the same time a little unbelievable:

"No, weren't you promoted? I heard that you still led the troops to guard the place."

As he said that, he looked behind the man and hesitated, "Why..."

The man smiled, but didn't show any emotion.

He just patted the other party's arm hard:

“We’ll talk about this later when we have a chance.”

Then his eyes fell on the store, seeming to be looking for something.

Mo Laosan understood and quickly turned his head and shouted inside:

"Lao Zhao, Lao He, Lao Wei, look who's coming?"

When they heard the call, both the cook and the shopkeeper looked up.

"It's Lao Feng!"

The cook who was making noodles for the guests was extremely generous for once in a century. He poured all the meat in the spoon into the big bowl without shaking it.

After a few clicks, he made the noodles and pushed them in front of the guests: "Here!"

He threw away the big spoon and ran out.

The guest in front held up the big bowl and looked at the meat in his bowl in disbelief.

The guests in the front took advantage, while the guests in the back looked at the empty stove and couldn't believe that the cook had just run away, and they shouted anxiously:

"Hey, it's my turn!"

"No time!"

The guest was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

This store, from top to bottom, is really difficult for his mother to take care of!

"I just stopped by to see everyone," Lao Feng looked at the old guys in front of him and felt excited in his heart:

"Busy first, busy first, don't delay the business, I won't leave in a hurry, I will have time to catch up with everyone later."

Then he turned around and said, "I just want to bring your sister-in-law, nieces and nephews over to get acquainted with each other."

Several people's eyes fell on the young woman beside Lao Feng.

They have long been curious about who this woman is.

After receiving Lao Feng's confirmation, these people quickly straightened their faces, and the cook even wiped his hands on his apron twice.

Then he bowed to the woman.

The woman had no stage fright, nor did she show any alienation from these vulgar men. Instead, she returned the courtesy with a smile on her face:

"I have long heard that Alang said that there are several brothers who are close to each other in life and death. When I see you today, you are indeed extraordinary in appearance."

The voice is nice and the words are even more beautiful.

It made some rough guys smile so hard that their back teeth were exposed.

Lao Feng is so lucky!

This woman looked like she came from a wealthy family.

Coming from Shuzhong, his surname is Li again...

Tsk tsk!

The proud smile on Lao Feng's face could not be concealed, and he introduced his two sons and one daughter to them.

When they heard that the eldest son of the old Feng family was selected and recommended by a local school to study in Chang'an, several people wanted to make their eyes pop out.

Marrying a lady from a wealthy family is certainly enviable, but it is nothing new.

What's more, despite the fact that a few people are out to open a wild shop, the wives and concubines at home are not too bad.

But if their children can go to Chang'an to study, they will really be envious of them.

Isn't this Old Feng's ancestral tomb emitting green smoke?

After introducing his family members, it was finally the turn of his Kundi, the woman’s brother.

Under the watchful eye of his sister, the gentleman in green clothes had to bow to several people no matter how reluctant he was.

He may dislike his brother-in-law, but he absolutely obeys his sister.

"Ming, I have met a few... brothers."

These old guys have seen a lot of the world, so they naturally noticed Li Ming's stubbornness.

But it didn't show on his face.

I was even more convinced of my previous guess.

They were all the first old men to follow Feng Junhou in his expeditions to the north and south. Who didn’t have a good housekeeper?

Where did these good girls come from?

If others don’t know it, why don’t you, the Nanxiang people like you, know it?

There is a reason why everyone is willing to die for the king.

However, Lao Feng's Kundi can actually wear Tsing Yi with a golden sun embroidered on it, which makes people a little more tolerant towards him.

A group of people came here to reminisce about old times, but the customers in the store finally became unhappy and began to make noises:

"Store, can you still do this business?"

"Why are you so anxious? Your uncle is in a good mood today. Can you wait a while? There are people in the store who have already lined up. All food is free today!"

The tone is extremely bad, but the content is extremely comfortable and makes people happy all of a sudden.

The store owner has said so, so it’s natural for the customer to say nothing more. Guests do as the host does, and guests do as the host does.

In fact, it’s worth waiting a little longer for such delicious food, right?

Li Ming, on the other hand, finally showed a slightly surprised look on his face when he heard this.

Although this shop doesn't have much space, if there are so many customers, it would still be a big expense if they were all exempted.
To be continued...