Luo Fengtang was on edge, with countless bad guesses running through his mind, but he had to rush to the palace to meet Emperor Qi to recover. Another client, Yang Ruoqing, appeared at a house on Jingtian Avenue, the busiest street in the east of the city.

In a time-honored pancake shop.

This avenue was bustling with traffic and people coming and going, making it extremely lively.

The various shops on both sides of the avenue are also full of customers, coming in and out.

Only the pancake shop where Yang Ruoqing was standing at the moment was a bit neglected, and it didn't fit in well with the hustle and bustle around it.

At this moment, in the somewhat dilapidated lobby, there was a half-person-high stove in the middle, with a large iron plate on top.

On the wooden table on one side, there is a ball of kneaded dough.

In the lobby, including Yang Ruoqing, there were three or five customers scattered around. Some were eating cakes, while others, like Yang Ruoqing, were looking curiously at the middle-aged man behind the stove who was performing a live cake-making performance.

The man was visually estimated to be 1.5 meters tall, and could not be more than 1.55 meters tall.

The woman's height of 1.55 meters looks petite and exquisite. There is nothing eye-catching and she does not look very short.

But the height of 5.5 meters looks very short for a man. He seems to be a head taller than the pancake stove.

However, being short is just about his appearance. The middle-aged man who makes the cake has a decent appearance and works very neatly.

Knead the dough, knead the cake, crack the eggs, mix the egg liquid with chopped green onions, salt, star seeds and minced meat, and carefully pour it in along the hole in the cake with the chopsticks, making sure not a drop falls.

Pulling on the bellows to make the fire in the stove stronger, he brushed oil on both sides of the pancake on the iron plate and flipped it skillfully up and down. When both sides were golden brown, he smeared the hot sauce on it according to the taste of the customers.

Or sweet sauce, or homemade peanut butter, etc., and finally put it on a plate and serve it to the customers.

"Girl, your spicy sauce egg-filled pancake is here, please use it slowly."

While Yang Ruoqing was entranced, sounds and scents entered her senses, bringing her back to her senses.

Then she saw that the middle-aged man had already delivered the egg-filled cake she ordered to her table. In addition, he also gave her an extra bowl of fragrant barley tea.

"Thank you, shopkeeper. How much does it cost? I'll pay now." Yang Ruoqing said.

The cakes sold by vendors outside usually only cost about four cents. If you add eggs or other meat skewers, it only costs six or seven cents.

The location of this shop is really good. It's just that the owner doesn't seem to have much thought, so he runs the shop in a dilapidated condition.

Including the cost of the store, the egg-filled pancakes won't cost more than ten cents, right?

So while Yang Ruoqing was asking, she had already taken off her purse from her waist and was about to grab a handful of copper coins.

Unexpectedly, the short shopkeeper in front of him actually waved his hand, "You don't have to give it to me, girl, just treat this egg-filled pancake as a treat for you. Please remember the taste of our Wu family's pancake. I will be very happy."

Because tomorrow, I don’t plan to make cake filling again.”

"What do you mean?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

The name of this cake-making shop is "Wuji Guanbing", and the plaque on the door has the words mentioned on both sides. This shop should be a traditional cake-making shop.

"Shopkeeper, why won't you do it starting tomorrow? Is your boss happy?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Shopkeeper Wu in front of him smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "No, I just don't want to do it, it's boring."

"Girl, please take it easy, I'll go over there and say hello."

He turned around and left, going over there to get free of charge. Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Yang Ruoqing didn't follow him to ask.

Instead, he lowered his head and took a bite of the hot and fragrant egg-filled pancake in his hand.

Well, I have to say that this egg-filled pancake tastes really delicious. The egg liquid contains not only chopped green onion, bacon foam, but also shrimp skin and some chopped vegetables.

It tastes crispy, delicious, moderately salty, and paired with barley tea. If she opened her belly, she could eat five of these egg-filled cakes without gasping for breath!

The cake was finished, but she still sat there, slowly drinking tea, looking around the lobby, with no intention of leaving.

At this time, all the other customers in the lobby were gone, leaving shopkeeper Wu alone clearing the tables.

Yang Ruoqing didn't leave, and he didn't come to chase her away. Instead, he went to the cabinet over there to get a wine pot and a wine cup, and found a table where he could drink by himself.

Take a few sips and then sigh, otherwise you'll be in a daze for a while.

He looked past the large window of the shop to the restaurant across the street. It was almost lunch time, and the front of the restaurant was decorated with lights and the waiters standing in a row to welcome guests.

All kinds of solicitations and laughter came to the shops here in an endless stream, making this place more and more deserted, as if a street divided this place into two worlds.

Yang Ruoqing guessed that it was almost time, so she got up and came to Shopkeeper Wu who was pouring a drink for herself.

"Shopkeeper Wu, you don't even have a plate of side dishes. If you drink alone like this, you will get drunk soon." Yang Ruoqing said.

Shopkeeper Wu smiled faintly and said: "Just get drunk. It's better to be drunk and dream about death. Only when you are drunk can you relieve your worries and forget your worries."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "It seems like the shopkeeper is a storyteller. Let's do this. You treat me to a cake, and I'll treat you to the restaurant opposite."

"How about we chat while eating?" she asked.

No one would be nice to an unrelated person for no reason. She did this because she wanted to stay and listen to the story of Shopkeeper Wu. The main reason was that she fell in love with the prime location of Wu Ji Pancake.

In fact, when she passed by here two days ago, she noticed a few shops here and wanted to find an opportunity to talk. She happened to be eating rice cakes today and noticed that the shopkeeper seemed to have unrelated thoughts. So, she ordered them or bought them.

Opening a bar is the best choice.

When he heard Yang Ruoqing say that he would be invited to the restaurant across the street for dinner and drinks, Shopkeeper Wu's expression suddenly changed.

He slammed the table and shouted at Yang Ruoqing: "Even if I, Wu, am so hungry that I compete with wild dogs for food, I will never beg for a scrap of food from others!"

"Especially the food from the restaurant across the street. I would rather eat arsenic poison and eat it until my intestines are torn to pieces than touch a single rice or vegetable from that restaurant!"

Yang Ruoqing was startled by Shopkeeper Wu's reaction.

I wonder if this person is drunk and confused? Why can't he hear the difference between malicious contempt and a kind invitation?

Or... did he have an affair with someone from the restaurant across the street?

"Shopkeeper Wu, don't be angry. If you don't go, you won't go. You are a man. Come, I will drink with you!"
Chapter completed!