Looking at the unsightly motorcycles on the ground, Du Feng shook his head and said to Yang Ziyun: "This is good, there are two more! We can't go!"

Yang Ziyun smiled, took out her mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hey! Xiaoyan! We have a little accident here, and there are still two orders that can't go. You can arrange for someone else to go! Okay! Bye!"

Putting away the phone, Yang Ziyun smiled at him and said, "How about it? Treat me to dinner?"

Du Feng banged the wad of money in his hand and said, "Where are you going?"

Yang Ziyun bit her lip: "I know there is a shredded pork noodle shop nearby, yes! Let's go there!"

Du Feng almost fell over, thinking that she was going to make him bleed, but he didn't expect that he just went to eat noodles.

Yang Ziyun said disapprovingly: "Don't underestimate this noodle shop, it's super delicious!"

"Really?" Du Feng didn't quite believe it. He followed her around a few alleys and found the noodle shop in a corner of the market.

This place is really too remote. If you don't search carefully, you really won't be able to find it. Du Feng couldn't help but shook his head, thinking that any businessman would suffer a loss if he came to this place.

Sure enough, what they saw after they walked in was a desolate place, with no one except the shop owner and his wife. The noodle shop was very clean and had distinctive features, but so what? The customer flow was really too low.

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The shop owner and his wife are both young, about the same age as Du Feng and Yang Ziyun. At this time, the two of them are teasing the babbling baby in the stroller. It is a warm scene.

"Here we come!" Hearing the sound of the store door, the store owner and his wife looked up at the same time, and then said hello to Yang Ziyun.

It's obvious that they are already familiar with each other, as Yang Ziyun seems to come here often.

Yang Ziyun smiled slightly and said: "Two bowls of shredded pork noodles!"

"Please wait a moment!" The shop owner turned around and went into the kitchen, while the wife continued to coax the child.

The child in the stroller was very cute and loved to laugh. He was probably no more than a birthday old, but he was not afraid of strangers and grinned at Du Feng and Yang Ziyun.

"So cute!" Yang Ziyun showed her maternal side and waved to the child.

Du Feng lit a cigarette, took a puff and said, "Is your Fujia After-Sales Company a company under the Yang Fujia Group?"

"Yes! There is only one Fujia Group in the country. It has branches almost all over the country. The boss of our branch is my uncle Yang Daxiong." Yang Ziyun also recognized him the last time he had dinner with Yang Daxiong, Yang Junhao and others.

She is a relative, her father is cousin to Yang Fujia and Yang Daxiong.

Du Feng nodded, not expecting that he was an acquaintance. If he called Yang Daxiong now, the general manager of the after-sales department would easily be his.

Of course, Du Feng would not do that. He would never use their personal relationship for his own personal gain. This is due to his personality.

While talking, the boss brought over two steaming bowls of shredded pork noodles.

Yang Ziyun handed him a pair of chopsticks: "How about trying it!"

Du Feng picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth, and immediately opened his mouth in surprise.

"Not bad! It's really delicious!" This is his truth. This noodle is really cooked. Although it is ordinary noodles and meat, it tastes very delicious and unique.

Du Feng took a few more bites, put down his chopsticks and said to the boss: "Is this passed down from your ancestors?"

The shop owner nodded: "My ancestors have been doing this business since the Ming Dynasty, and it was once the only one in the capital!"

Du Feng nodded secretly: "Then why did you set up the store here? There is not much traffic in this place, so the business is not good. Such good craftsmanship is really blind!"

The boss looked at the landlady, shook his head gently, and said helplessly: "What can we do? We are new to Qingdao, we are not familiar with the place, we don't have much money, and we have no idea where to go."

Du Feng hummed, and then said: "Most of the people around here are local residents, and there will definitely not be many people coming to eat your noodles. If your business was in a more prosperous place, it would definitely sell well! There are more rich people now,

All kinds of dishes are disgusting, maybe your shredded pork noodles will make them love it."

When Yang Ziyun heard what he said, her eyes lit up: "Really?" She had never heard of a rich person willing to go to a restaurant.

Du Feng pointed out a clear path for him: "There are a lot of houses for rent on Damai Island. I think you should check it out if you have time. The rent is not much expensive. If your store moves there,

Business will definitely be booming.”

The shop owner nodded and said, "I'll go over and have a look in the next few days."

When the two of them came out after eating, Du Feng was still not satisfied, smacking his tongue and saying, "What a pity!"

Perhaps Yang Ziyun accidentally found this noodle shop, or perhaps it was God's will that Du Feng's words were firmly remembered by the shop owner. Later, he actually moved to Damai Island, and the business was very prosperous.

Of course, later on when Du Feng was in danger and the shop owner tried his best to help him, that was a story for another day.
Chapter completed!