Reborn 1990: Cannon fodder fat wife wants to stand up

Chapter 190
When Uncle Hu saw the three bowls brought over, he hummed.

"I knew that this big man was not honest. Let him take one, and he will bring three."

Meng Yao had a good impression of Jiang Wenlei, and couldn't help but say good things about him, "Brother Jiang has been busy, not only bringing you food, but also bringing you Uncle Hu, what's wrong with him drinking some sour plum soup?"

Uncle Hu snorted again, "You have no objection, of course I have no objection, I just said that this person is cunning, and the person following him is even more cunning, I remind you to be more careful, and be careful not to be deceived!"

Meng Yao couldn't help but look at the big villain again.

Qi Boyan's expression was still calm and composed. Uncle Hu's oblique words failed to shake him at all, so he had nothing to say about his good temper.

Meng Yao felt relieved, and then turned her head.

Naturally, she didn't see it. As soon as she turned her head, Qi Boyan glanced at Uncle Hu with a slight piercing gaze.

Meng Yao stared at Uncle Hu and threatened him: "Uncle Hu, if you don't want to drink, I'll ask Brother Jiang to take you back. If you want to drink, drink it!"

Uncle Hu was groaned by Meng Yao's words, "If you don't listen to the old man, you will be at a disadvantage. If you don't listen, forget it."

As soon as Jiang Wenlei poured the sour plum soup, Uncle Hu said nothing flawlessly, and took a sip while pulling his beard.

"This sour plum soup, ouch, this is good!"

Uncle Hu has eaten good food all his life, and his tongue has long been cultivated, otherwise he would not think that other stalls do not do well all day long, and that do not do well.

He has also drank a lot of this sour plum soup, but the sour plum soup made by a master chef can be compared with Meng Yao's, quenching thirst and appetizing.

You must know that the master craftsman is a lifetime of craftsmanship, a secret recipe passed down from his ancestors.

"Little girl, this one is good, this one is good, you only sell buns in the morning, you don't have anything to drink, you sell this, this one is delicious!"

Meng Yao heard a trace of helplessness on her face, "Master, sour plum soup is not suitable for drinking in the morning."

"I can buy it for lunch!"

Uncle Hu really did everything he could to get Meng Yao to do it.

Meng Yao's face was full of helplessness: "Master, look at my current situation, can I still do business?"

"It's fine if you don't do other people's business. Can you do my business? You know I'm getting old. If I don't eat breakfast in the morning, it will hurt my stomach. Can you do it well and let this big guy give me go?"

"I'm not cheating for food and drink, I pay for it, I have money."

While talking, he took money from his pocket.

Uncle Hu has a lot of money in his pocket, and a picture of "Unity" was taken.

"Is this enough for my breakfast for a week? Not enough, more!"

"Enough! Enough!"

Meng Yao was still struggling with the business, but when the business came to her door, she suddenly realized.

Counting with her fingers, Meng Yao grinned happily.

"With my uncle ordering breakfast, I don't have to worry about making ends meet!"

Uncle Hu was delighted that Meng Yao agreed, and hearing her praise him, he couldn't stop humming triumphantly.

"Now that you know mine, let me tell you, you uncle, I don't have a lot of anything, only money!"

Meng Yao: "..."

Uncle Hu, an old man, said this, and it sounded like a thief.

Uncle Hu raised his palms to cover his mouth, and secretly emphasized to Meng Yao: "I'm much richer than this big guy in your family, don't believe me."

Meng Yao's expression was embarrassing and embarrassing.

She doesn't believe it.

Who is the big villain? He is the darling of heaven, the most dazzling person besides the hero.

He is handsome, capable, and able to make money.

In terms of money, Meng Yaoding has no doubts.

In Meng Yao's view, the main reason for a man is not that his family is good, and he may not be able to compare with the big villain.

Uncle Hu compares being rich with the big villain. I'm sorry, but she won't believe anything she says.

(End of this chapter)