Chapter 348 Fried Chicken Shop Opens

Wang Tao knew that it was difficult for a god to hide away, so he simply obeyed for the time being.

He raised his hand, squatted in the corner, and listened carefully. There was no other helper in the corridor, and then he felt relieved.

Judging from the voice, the man must not be over forty years old, and he was not someone he was familiar with.

Even the characteristics of the whole body can be recognized as that of a completely modern person, without the unique aura of someone who has traveled through heaven.

Wang Tao said with a playful smile: "Friend, which road are you on?"

The man laughed in a low voice and said, "Boy, it's my fault that your damn old man doesn't know how to appreciate others and insists on grabbing that piece of land in the eastern suburbs."

"It's okay for you to fall off a cliff. After being raised as a plant for a month, it came back to life again. This land was inherited by your kid again. Now only if your family dies can the land be re-auctioned!"

Just say it and pull the trigger.

Wang Tao suddenly raised his fist and knocked the gun away. He threw the boy to the ground with a throw and said, "Little swordsman, beat him!"

Murong Jian found a sandbag in the room and punched it without any instruction.

Of course, he turned a blind eye to the boxing gloves hanging beside him and fought hand-to-hand with the sandbags with his bare hands.

Hearing the boss call, he happily hung the man on the steel nail that fixed the sandbag, found some towel and stuffed it in his mouth, and punched him to greet him.

While playing, he praised: "Thank you, boss, living things just feel better than dead things."

When he got tired, he took out a bottle of beer from the luggage compartment and drank it. The kid who was beaten thought he was dazzled at first, but suddenly saw clearly that he took the beer bottle out of his stomach, bit it open and drank it. He was so scared that he immediately carried it away. Gone.

When I woke up again, I shouted stupidly: "There is a ghost, there is a ghost!"

Wang Tao took a bath and slept soundly. Xiaolong took antidiarrheal medicine and was fully resurrected. He was using Simmons as a stretch bed, jumping up and down.

Wang Tao asked casually: "What do you want for breakfast?"

Xiaolong rubbed his head and said: "Egg tarts, double skin milk, yogurt, milkshakes, puffs, chicken popcorn..."

Wang Tao pressed its head: "You'd better take antidiarrheal medicine!"

Call Yun Xiaolan and ask her to go to work on her first day.

There were no firecrackers, no flower baskets, and no ribbon-cutting. The fried chicken restaurant reopened.

But the store's business hours have been changed to: "Buddhist fried chicken restaurant, Saturday and Sunday from 8 a.m. to 8 p.m. The girls in the store extend the time appropriately at night, but the men close early."

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Wang Tao marinated the chicken with the recipe he had learned, and personally wrote: "Officially opened in the afternoon!" and hung it outside the door.

Everything in the store was left to Yun Xiaolan, and Wang Tao just leaned on the leather sofa in the private room and watched her work.

Just like in the Fairy Continent, Lan'er, who had never touched Yang Chun Shui, gradually learned to cook noodles for him and make a few dumplings for him.

If there was another little dragon jumping up and down, calling her mommy, and begging for delicious food that was cooked first, then those little days would be back to the past.

Seeing the large and small pots of marinated chicken, Yun Xiaolan said with some distress: "Boss, we opened without preparation. What if we can't sell it?"

Wang Tao said with a smile: "We only sell it two days a week, that's all. When we sell out, we close the shop. I pack the rest for midnight snacks."

As soon as the opening time came, the owner of the food stall opposite rushed in and ordered one, dropped a wad of money, and ate the fried chicken as he walked.

When Yun Xiaolan saw the whole bundle of money, she stared at Wang Tao dumbfounded. Wang Tao could only smile awkwardly, thinking it was their congratulatory gift.

Who knew that the food stall owner turned around again and said sheepishly: "Can you give me another set, no, five sets?"

He stretched out five thick fingers and took out money from his pocket. Wang Tao held him down and said, "From now on, you can come to this store and eat whatever you want. It's mine!"