章 89: Chapter 89 : What’s wrong?
The boss looked at the broken knife handed over by Han Feng and took it excitedly, holding it in his hand. The boss looked at the broken blade and was so excited that he couldn't express it in words.
"Good boy, where did you get this knife!"
Han Feng scratched his cheek: "Picked it up, picked it up."
The boss looked at Han Feng with wandering eyes and narrowed his eyes. His face was full of disbelief. After a while, the boss said, "Okay, I'll believe you for once."
The boss flicked his fingers, and the broken blade buzzed. The boss listened attentively. After a while, he raised his head and said: "You can take this set of knives back. You don't have to pay. I will give you a 50% discount when you come here to buy knives." !"
Han Feng was stunned: "Is this...ok?"
The boss put the broken blade on the table and said: "This knife uses a strange forging technology. This forging technology can make ordinary steel to the extent that it can pierce the skin of the dead. As long as you learn a little bit, It can take my forging skills to a higher level, do you think so?"
Han Feng looked at his boss's excitement and nodded half-knowingly: "Okay, okay, that's good."
The boss smiled: "By the way, does this knife have a name?"
After hearing the boss's words, Han Feng lowered his head and looked at the broken knife lying quietly on the table: "It's called Shishu Muramasa."
The boss patted the table lightly and said in a low voice: "Shishu Muramasa... Is it the blacksmithing technique from the far east?"
After thinking for a while, the boss looked up at the clock and said, "Oh, it's already that time. Boy, let's stay and have a meal together."
Han Feng also turned around and glanced at the clock: "Is it eleven fifty?"
The boss nodded: "How about some drinks?"
Han Feng shook his head quickly when he heard it, and bad memories came to his mind: "If it doesn't work, I won't stay for dinner. It's getting late and I should leave."
With that said, Han Feng picked up the box on the table and left.
As soon as Han Feng finished speaking, An Ning rushed out, grabbed Han Feng's arm and said, "No, no, stay for a meal, my craftsmanship is pretty good."
Han Feng twitched his arm and said, "No, no, I still have some things to do and time is tight."
An Ning still held on: "Don't, time will always be squeezed."
Glancing at An Ning's chest, Han Feng dragged An Ning toward the door with difficulty and whispered, "Time is not breasts."
An Ning was stunned: "What did you just say?"
Han Feng shook his head quickly: "It's nothing. I really don't have time for An Ning. Let's do it next time, next time."
An Ning looked up at Han Feng and said, "Really?"
Han Feng nodded. An Ning let go of Han Feng's hand and said, "Then please leave a contact information so that I can find you."
Seeing An Ning's "I won't let you go until you give it to me" attitude, Han Feng helplessly took out the terminal and exchanged contact information with An Ning.
After receiving the contact information, An Ning sent Han Feng out with a smile on her face. She waved to Han Feng who left with a smile, and then An Ning quickly returned to the store and put on a victory pose.
Looking at the contact information on the terminal, An Ning murmured: "No wonder I can't be contacted with the previous ID. It turned out to be a different ID. By the way, how much should I sell this ID for?"
The boss looked at his daughter at the counter who was settling accounts on her fingers and shook her head helplessly: "Oh, how can you get married with such a character?"
After leaving the knife shop, Han Feng walked back along the original path, and suddenly a strong aroma broke into Han Feng's nose.
His nose twitched, and he suddenly felt hungry. After rubbing his belly, Han Feng carried the box and walked along the scent.
Following the aroma, Han Feng turned left and right to a noodle shop. He shrugged his nose and confirmed that the alluring aroma came from this noodle shop.
After swallowing, Han Feng opened the door curtain and walked in. The bell attached to the door curtain rang, and a capable voice sounded: "Welcome."
A middle-aged man wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen. He looked at Han Feng and said expressionlessly: "What do you want to eat?"
Han Feng looked at his boss, stunned, and thought, "Did I offend him somewhere? But we haven't seen him before."
The boss frowned slightly when he looked at Han Feng who had been standing there for a long time without taking a seat: "Sir, please have a seat!"
Han Feng quickly found a seat nearby and sat down while holding the box.
The boss walked to Han Feng and took out a pen and notebook from his arms and said, "What do you want to eat?"
Han Feng put down the box in his hand and said, "Does the store manager have any recommendations?"
The boss was silent for a moment and then said: "Then I recommend you to eat our specialty hot noodle soup."
Han Feng nodded: "Okay, that's it."
The boss nodded and turned back to the kitchen. Han Feng looked at the noodle shop, which was decorated in Chinese style. The noodle shop was not too big. Han Feng counted and found that there were only nine tables, and each table was equipped with four chairs. It seemed like business was slow, it was already dinner time, but Han Feng was the only one here.
After a while, a bowl of steaming hot noodle soup was brought up by the boss. He placed the noodles in front of Han Feng. The boss stretched out his hand and said, "Please be patient, sir." After saying this, the boss turned and left.
Han Feng thanked the boss at his back. After smelling the aroma, Han Feng's eyes lit up: "This is the smell."
He casually took the chopsticks and just picked up the noodles when the bell at the door rang again. Han Feng turned his head curiously and saw a familiar figure that made Han Feng exclaim: "Monitor!"
Han Feng's voice startled Fu Hua, who had just come in. His eyes turned to Han Feng. Fu Hua asked doubtfully: "Classmate Han Feng, why are you here?"
Han Feng put down his chopsticks and patted the box beside him and said, "I came out to buy something. As I was walking, I was attracted by the aroma here."
Han Feng's words made Fu Hua's lips curl up slightly: "You are like this too."
Han Feng tilted his head slightly: "Yeah?"
Fu Hua nodded: "I was also attracted by the fragrance here."
While the two were chatting, the boss came out. The moment he saw Fu Hua, a smile appeared on his face: "Xiao Hua is here. What do you want to eat today?"
Fu Hua smiled at the boss and said, "Uncle Zheng, the same as before!"
The boss nodded and raised his lips slightly: "Okay, wait a moment."
Fu Hua nodded and walked towards the opposite side of Han Feng. Fu Hua pulled out the chair opposite Han Feng and said, "It's okay for me to sit here."
Han Feng nodded: "Of course."
Fu Hua glanced at the face in front of Han Feng and swallowed quietly: "Don't look at me, you eat what you have."
Han Feng smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, let's eat together later, the boss is very fast."
Fu Hua shook his head: "You'd better eat it quickly, it won't taste good once it gets lumpy."
Han Feng thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll eat slowly."
Fu Hua nodded and swallowed quietly.
Without keeping Fu Hua waiting, the boss came over with a bowl of noodles and placed the noodles in front of Fu Hua. The boss said with a smile: "Eat, special braised beef noodles!"
Fu Hua smiled and said to the boss: "Thank you, Uncle Zheng."
The boss waved his hand and walked to the kitchen. Han Feng looked up and was stunned when he looked up at the bowl of noodles. A bowl of red soup appeared in front of Han Feng. The noodle bowl was even bubbling with a spicy smell. The feeling came over me.
Han Feng looked at Fu Hua, who was picking up noodles and putting them into his mouth, and pointed tremblingly: "Squad leader, you..."
Fu Hua raised his head in confusion: "What's wrong?"
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