The man began to eat voraciously, nodded seriously, and spoke.

"Then thank you, the boss. It just so happened that my brothers hadn't eaten yet, so I called them over."

"Okay, call us here, free for you!"

Liang Yan smiled generously, and then his smile froze on his face...

I saw the man waved his hand back and shouted.

"Brothers, come out for dinner!!!"

In the alley behind the street, a dozen beggars suddenly emerged, all of whom were unkempt and seemed reluctant to be.

One by one, they swayed and scratched their heads and feet, walked to Liang Yan's stall, sat down together, and muttered and complained.

"Boss, I called us up at what time just to eat a bite of white porridge?"

"Yes, boss, this is not worth it. Besides... what's the delicious white porridge?"

"I just dreamed of marrying a wife, but I was woken up by you, alas..."

...

"Stop making a noise. I have made you a free breakfast. You are not grateful. You don't want to eat anything you don't want to eat! I, Wu Lingling, treat you as my brother and invite you to dinner. I will sit honestly for me!"

These beggars seemed to be afraid of this man. After being yelled like this, they all became much more honest and all stared at the stall next to them.

"Boss... there are also white porridge next to you, why are there so many people?"

"Yes, boss, why don't we eat at the stall next to you? Look at this person, it's so stunning, it must be delicious..."

"Go to the hair, there is a bowl of white porridge next to you, and this restaurant is free to eat! Do you want to pay for it if you want to go to the next to you?"

Wu Lingling glared at him, and everyone stopped talking.

"Boss, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and serve the rice, my brothers are all hungry!"

Wu Lingling knocked on the table, Shao Ping and Liang Yan were confused at the same time. Liang Yan stood up with a red face, embarrassed and didn't know how to speak...

A group of dirty beggars sitting on your stall, is it still a bad business?

"Boss? Hurry up and serve the rice? Didn't you say it's free? You won't go back on your word, right?"

"This...you...you..."

Let so many beggars eat at their own stalls? This is simply impossible. Liang Yan trembled all over and pointed at Wu Lingling for a long time and couldn't speak.

A young beggar slammed the table and scolded angrily.

"I, Cao, hurry up. I came here to drink porridge early in the morning. Are you still slow to do business?"

Doing business? Liang Yan is all Spartan. Doing your sister's business? You group of beggars who eat free food are also called business. When they come to their senses, they get angry immediately.

"No, I won't sell breakfast today. You want to eat at the stall next door!!!"

After saying that, Liang Yan really sat back angrily. Shao Ping looked at the beggars from behind. He wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say anything. He rubbed his hands awkwardly and didn't know what to do.

The atmosphere suddenly became stiff, and Wu Lingling's face became a little unpleasant. He looked at Liang Yan with a cold look and asked coldly.

"Boss, I'll ask, will you give us the free white porridge you promised today?"

"No! I will not give it to you, even if I pour these white porridge today, I will not give it to you, those who are so stinking beggars!!!"

Liang Yan also stared at Wu Lingling back, as if she would rather die for porridge than die for others.

The two of them stared at each other for half a minute. Wu Lingling withdrew his eyes and laughed.

"Okay, OK, OK!"

After laughing, he winked at the dirtiest beggar next to him. The beggar got up and walked slowly towards Liang Yan with a smile.

"You...what are you going to do! Beating someone is illegal! Shao Ping!!!"

Seeing the dirty beggar approaching, Liang Yan was a little anxious and pulled Shao Ping behind her. As a result, her boyfriend Shao Ping seemed to have a root under his feet and did not move. She wanted to hide behind Shao Ping, but found that Shao Ping was actually hiding behind her.

The little beggar walked to her with a smile, stretching out his dirty hands and was about to touch her face. At this time, Wu Lingling behind him coughed and said lightly.

"Well, pay attention to our image. We are quality professional beggars. We only eat food and not tofu!"

The little beggar turned around and smiled embarrassedly, then swallowed, rubbed his crotch hard, then glanced at Shao Ping, and gave him a look of contempt.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, the little beggar gave everyone a unique skill!!!

He was not afraid of being hot, so he put his right hand into Liang Yan's big pot of white porridge, then turned his head and smiled lustfully at Liang Yan. When he stirred his hand in the pot, the whole pot immediately turned from white to black...

He pulled out his hand and it was much cleaner. It wasn't over yet. Then he inserted his left hand into the millet porridge pot next to it and stirred it...

After sucking the phlegm, he spitted it into the last black rice porridge pot.

After some action, all the three pots of porridge that Liang Yan cooked were heroic. This scene made Liang Yan anxious. She first trembled and her eyes turned red, and then she sat on the ground and cried with a scream.

The crying sounded so miserable that the battery car alarm parked beside her sounded, wuwu... Wuwu cooperated with her to cry together...

Wu Lingling probably had never seen this posture before, so he immediately glanced around. The beggars were also men. A group of men bullied a woman and cried. The spread was too embarrassing, so when Liang Yan cried, he immediately greeted the beggars and retreated.

He talked about demeanor, but the younger brothers didn't say it. The three younger brothers ran over to ask Shao Ping.

"Hey, why don't you want this porridge? Just give it to us if you don't, don't waste it..."

After saying that, the three of them held a pot of porridge, and ran away with a smile, leaving only the crying Liang Yan and Shao Ping who kept persuading her...

Shi Xiaoxiao looked here. This time she did not take the opportunity to mock her, nor did she sneer, but looked at Shao Ping with contempt, spat hard, and cursed in a low voice.

"This is also called a man? It's really a waste!"

The second pot at Ma Tianyao's stall was sold out. It was only eight o'clock in the morning. The third pot was being cooked. She only had one stove and one pot. This was the only way, so it caused a gap in cooking. Some customers couldn't wait and would go to Lao Zhang's house next to her to eat. Their family is a time-honored brand and sold porridge on the street for more than ten years. Although the taste and fragrance are not as good as Ma Tianyao's third-grade white porridge, they still accumulated a lot of old customers.

After all, Lao Zhang is a veteran. He and his wife Aunt Li run a breakfast stall. He has seen the ups and downs. When he saw Ma Tianyao's stall becoming popular, his family had no business, he was not in a hurry. Instead, he smiled and took the opportunity to rest.

The first bowl started selling at five in the morning and continued until nine in the morning. The three pots of porridge were finished and they could not cook it anymore. After nine o'clock, the sun became poisonous and people found a cool place to cat. Even if they came out to the market under the sun, they would not go to drink porridge again.

“Closing the stall…”
Chapter completed!