The egg pancake is really delicious

Distorted black tree shadows, dim street lamp lights, sycamore leaves falling to the ground and crushed by wheels, and——

The sad egg-filled biscuit brother standing under the plane tree.

The cold noodle brother comforted: "If the city management didn't find your car, then it wouldn't be towed away."

"But... such a big car... how could the city management not see it?" the egg-filled pancake boy said hesitantly.

The cold noodle guy didn't know what to do anymore, so he continued to comfort the egg pancake guy: "Why don't we pay homage to the Bodhisattva? The Bodhisattva will bless your egg pancake trolley safe and sound."

Egg-filled pancake brother: "Oh."

The cold noodle brother frowned: "What's wrong?"

The egg-filled pancake boy's face remained unabated: "But our family all believe in Christ."

The roasted cold noodle boy couldn't help but laugh.

The baked cold noodle brother walked back to his booth, and there was a heart-warming egg-filled pancake on the iron plate used to roast the cold noodles. It was the one delivered by the egg-filled pancake brother himself. Brother bought dinner for himself. The dark night sky indicated that it was getting late. The cold noodle brother stared at the egg-filled pancake for a few seconds, then picked up the spatula.

The egg-filled biscuit guy under the sycamore tree over there lowered his head, and was already thinking about raising funds to buy a cart again. Suddenly, a hand appeared in his sight, with five fingers spread out, dragging a small round paper in the palm of his hand. Inside the tube, there are ready-made grilled cold noodles, black sesame seeds, yolk yolks, white egg whites, green lettuce, and red and tender sausages. Two bamboo sticks are stuck on the top piece of grilled cold noodles.

The egg-filled biscuit boy raised his head in confusion, and the opposite was still a pair of crescent-shaped eyes embedded with stars——

"Don't be sad." Brother Roasted Cold Noodles dragged his hand an inch forward, and said with a smile, "Please eat Roasted Cold Noodles."

The egg-filled biscuit brother didn't realize it for a while, and was stunned, staring at the roasted cold noodles in the hand of the roasted cold noodle brother, and even the blinking movement may be just a physiological reaction.

Seeing that the person on the other side didn't move, the boy who baked cold noodles remembered something, and added another sentence——

"No coriander, I remember you don't like it."