Zhang Shufen and Zhang Ronglan kept staring at her when they saw her doing cabbage. Their eyes were sharp. They kept staring at her from beginning to end without blinking. They saw the cabbage, but they didn't see the milk tea. After all, her milk tea had already been made, and it was frozen when the stall opened, so they just poured it out directly, only to see her fry the cabbage. Two people watched for a long time, but they didn't see a thing that came out of nowhere. It was so simple. It's simple. Did so many people come? It doesn't look like it. Zhao Yun felt strange. She kept looking at them both and said to Gu yuehuan, "your mother and your aunt are weird. They were staring at you when you were making something just now. They didn't want to steal it?" Hearing this, Gu yuehuan turned and looked at the past, and the two furtive eyes immediately converged. She took two plates and put them in front of them. There were also Fried String and fried cabbage.
She took it over, and Zhang Shufen looked at it and said painfully, "dead girl, I don't know how expensive oil is, right? Put so much oil, and I'll pay her!" Although she said so, she couldn't help eating with chopsticks when she saw so much oil. After all, how nutritious such a lot of oil should be, so it was really good to put so much oil in her mouth. And the taste is particularly delicious. She is very satisfied with it. Zhang Ronglan also felt fragrant and delicious. Two people ate these fried buns in twos and threes. After eating, he also drank a mouthful of milk tea. The milk tea was just right, cold and cool, and it was very greasy. The stomach was very delicious. Zhang Ronglan couldn't help saying, "it's delicious. No wonder it sells so well. If my guests eat so delicious, I'll come back next time. Yuehuan's craft is really good."