"I wish you a happy opening and your business will become more and more prosperous."

"I wish you a prosperous business and abundant wealth!"

"Business is booming and wealth is coming from all directions!"

There are many, many, many more, and there is also a very conspicuous big red banner that says "The best face in the world".

Gao Zengqing was taken away and placed under the signboard. It was red and fiery, and the words were also golden, which was very conspicuous and profound.

"Brother Gao, are there so many flower baskets?"

Gao Zengqing smiled and cupped his hands, "Thanks to those friends for giving me face."

"Haha, you are so humble. With so much face, it shows that you usually have good interpersonal relationships and can get along well. You can be considered a veteran in this industry."

Gao Zengqing squinted his eyes, almost with the whites of his eyes. He looked at the Zhuojia Noodle House across the street, half modestly, half mockingly, "I'm not really a veteran. I just have a little more experience than the average person, so I can avoid making fewer detours."

That’s all. Freshness is only temporary, only word of mouth can last long.”

"That's that's..."

Because of these flower baskets, many people joined in the fun, and the "world's best noodles" gimmick was really big. Many people who had never tasted his noodles couldn't help but wonder what the world's best noodles taste like.

So Gao's noodle shop is showing signs of recovery again.

At this time, Old Man Tan looked through the door and saw the noodle shop opposite. If not for the crowd, he would not have noticed that there was also a noodle shop opposite.

"The noodle shop opposite you is opening with great momentum. They have so many flower baskets. Isn't it deliberately against you?"

Old man Tan is well-informed, so he always makes some bold guesses.

I don’t want to mislead people into being malicious, but I have to be careful.

Zhuo Qingfeng brought noodles to this group of old people, his smile not diminishing, "How could that be possible? He happened to be driving on the opposite side. It just happened to happen."

Old Man Tan just wanted to advise Zhuo Qingfeng to be more careful and not to be on guard all the time, otherwise he would be tricked without even knowing it.

As a result, Zhuo Qingfeng immediately said casually, "Don't be afraid, unless his family sends flower baskets every day, then he must be able to afford it."

"Pfft!" Old Man Tan almost choked with a mouthful of hot noodles. Old Man Tan took the paper towel handed by Zhuo Qingfeng, wiped it, and looked at Zhuo Qingfeng up and down.

You can't tell, you can't tell. He looks like he's heartless, but he's also a shady master.

He sends flower baskets every day, but he knows how to speak. It seems that he is quite confident in his craftsmanship.

But it's not to blame for him being too narcissistic. Old man Tan turned his head and looked at his old comrades.

After living a good life, many people were cured. Some people kept sending gifts, but even if they refused, they could not return them.

These old men have eaten so many good things, such as delicacies, mountain delicacies, and seafood. They have tasted them all, and their mouths are very picky. In addition, their stomach and intestines are not very good now, so it is not very delicious. Even if they eat two or three mouthfuls, it will not be the best.

I put my chopsticks down.

But now, facts speak louder than words.

His old comrades-in-arms cheered one after another, not caring about scalding the hot soup, and slurping the noodles one bite at a time.

He is such a decent person on weekdays, but now he eats without caring about his appearance. There are dense beads of sweat on his forehead, and he doesn't bother to wipe them.

"This soup is so fresh. Wild mushrooms must be added to it."

"That's right. I don't know where I picked it. The ones given to me by others don't have this smell."
Chapter completed!