Chapter 939 Do You Know the Origin of This Bowl?

When Song Yun woke up, it was already noon the next day. He stretched himself, slowly got up, moved his hands and feet, and suddenly found that all the energy and spirit had returned to his body.

Song Yun walked out of his room, wanting to find something to fill his stomach, and immediately ran into Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng.

"Song Yun, what do you have to do tonight?"

Zhu Deyuan asked immediately.

Song Yun shook his head, the acquisition of antiques has come to an end for the time being, and there is no other arrangement for tonight.

"We have an appointment with an old friend tonight. If you have nothing to do, go and sit there together. The other ones are Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue. If you have time, let's go together."

Zhu Deyuan didn't talk nonsense.

Song Yun immediately nodded and agreed. He knew that Zhu Deyuan wanted to let him know more people in the antique collection circle. It would be of great benefit to him to continue rolling in this circle in the future, and he had no reason to refuse.

Song Yun immediately called Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue, and found that they and Deng Xiaolan were shopping again. He couldn't help shaking his head. Shopping is a woman's second life, and if she goes crazy, no one can stop her.

Song Yun walked out of the hotel, originally thinking of eating in a restaurant, but it was definitely a waste to be alone, so he simply left the hotel and wandered around aimlessly. It didn't take long before he saw a noodle shop and walked in right away.

"The boss brought me a bowl of ramen for fifteen yuan!"

Song Yun yelled, and found a place to sit down by himself. A few minutes later, a large bowl of steaming noodles was brought up. It was very solid, full of noodles, and the top of the noodles was beef that was sticking out.

Song Ding stared helplessly at the big bowl of beef noodles in front of him, and didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, before he sighed softly after a long while.

"Boss, come here."

Song Yun turned his head and looked at the boss who was busy with the show. An old man in his 50s, his head was covered with wrinkles, his body and even his waist began to bend a little bit, and his frowning expression could be seen at a glance that he was suffering The greatness of life.

"ah?!"

"What's wrong?!"

"Is there something wrong with this noodles?!"

The old man ran over immediately, nodded and bowed, with a panicked look on his face.

"Boss, it's not what you imagined. There is nothing wrong with your noodles."

"Such a big bowl of noodles, plus so much beef, and it's all the best beef, 15 yuan a bowl, it's really authentic!"

What Song Yun said was not a joke. The current prices are very high. If the bowl in front of me is placed in other places, let alone 15 yuan, it is impossible to buy it for 25 yuan.

"That's good, that's good!"

"I wonder if there is anything you want to take?"

"Get some vinegar or something?!"

"Oh! That's right! I don't have much noodle soup here. It's mainly because I want you to eat some noodles first, and then add soup to you, so that you can be fuller!"

Song Yun had nothing to say this time. When others sell noodles, they wish they could have less noodles and more soup. The old man in front of him is really too real.

"boss!"

"I want to ask, isn't your business here very good?!"

Song Yun looked at the noodle shop and found that it was very clean, but he had been in for a while, and there was no other person at all. From this, it can be seen that the business should not be very good.

The old man shook his head, his face was like a bitter gourd, he really didn't need to say anything, the business must not be very good.

"Do you know what the origin of this bowl is?!"

As Song Yun said, he tapped the bowl containing the noodles lightly with the chopsticks in his hand.

"ah?!"

"Boss, what do you mean by that?!"

The old man froze for a moment, not understanding what Song Yun meant.