Chapter: 305

"Phew... I can't control it, I'm so full." Zhang Li fell next to Zhou Fei, with a look of happiness on her face.

"It's delicious. This is the best pasta I've ever eaten since I was a child. Hmph, I'm so scheming, I just want to conquer us with food." Zi Yan's beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Han with splendor.

She also ate two bowls of noodles in clear soup, and she felt better after eating. She leaned on the sofa and prepared to rest for a while, not wanting to move at all.

"Oh, yeah." Mengmeng slumped her forehead on Zi Yan's slender legs, she patted her stomach, and said with a pout: "It's over, it's over, Papa, hum, it's all your fault, Meng Meng's belly is getting bigger, what should I do? It's going to be ugly, hey! I don't want it."

Mengmeng patted her stomach twice, it felt like it was a little bulging, and she couldn't help being startled for a while.

The little princess is very smug.

"It's okay." Seeing Mengmeng's appearance, Zhang Han couldn't help smiling, and said, "The food in Crescent Mountain is easy to digest, so Mengmeng doesn't have to worry about gaining weight. Of course, don't act like a Like a piglet, it goes to sleep after eating."

"That's not it, Mengmeng is not a pig, Baba is a pig, hum! I don't like Papa anymore." Mengmeng said with a displeased face, her little princess is super beauty-loving.

"Okay, okay." Zhang Han begged for mercy while chuckling: "Dad is wrong, right? Mengmeng is not a pig, dad is a pig."

"Hehehe, Baba is a little pig..." Mengmeng waved her little arms happily. After saying a few words, the milk voice felt that something was wrong, so she changed the language, and the milk voice said: "The handsome papa is just a little piggy." It's not piggy."

"If your papa is not a pig, who is?" Zhou Fei teased Mengmeng.

"You're right, Auntie Feifei is the little pig. After eating, she will lie down here, lazy." Mengmeng replied very seriously.

Zhou Fei's expression was stiff on the spot, as if a few black lines were floating across her forehead.

"Pfft..."

Zi Yan and Zhang Li couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, Mengmeng, Auntie Feifei doesn't like you anymore, I'm giving you a chance to say, who is the little pig?" Zhou Fei said with a slightly exaggerated expression.

"Huh!" Mengmeng pushed her small body into Zi Yan's arms, not afraid of Zhou Fei, and said after a soft snort, "It's Aunt Feifei, and Aunt Feifei is a little pig."

"Okay, let's see how Auntie Pig will punish you!" Zhou Fei put her arms on Mengmeng's body and started to play, causing bursts of laughter in the house.

Although the restaurant is open for one hour, it takes more than two hours for the diners to queue up and leave.

And after several days of brewing, almost all the people who come to eat now have their own circles, which are specially set up for Zhang Han's restaurant. Sometimes they come in groups, and there are many communication groups. It's called the Mengmeng restaurant exchange group.

Most of the topics discussed were food, so the new clear noodle soup that appeared at noon caused people who had eaten to forward the news one after another, causing a lot of fluctuations.

The per capita consumption in restaurants is about 1,000 yuan or more, mainly due to the amount of milk. Many people drink more than three glasses of milk for every meal.

This is also because the cup is not big. After a few sips, the milk will be gone, and no matter how much I drink, I feel that it is not enough.

They also feel that after eating in the restaurant, they are full of energy throughout the day, but the consumption is a bit high, so most people cannot come to the restaurant for every meal.

And the news of the clear noodle soup swept through the circle of friends of these people like a hurricane, causing a large number of people to come to the restaurant to have a taste at night, and even many colleagues, classmates, roommates, etc. who were not greeted by people. Friends who have come to eat go together.

All of a sudden, it seemed that the restaurant was about to usher in a wave of unusual popularity.

After lunch and rest, Zhang Li and Zhou Fei volunteered to clean up the upstairs, while the downstairs was cleaned by Zhao Feng and Zhao Dahu.

"Oh, Papa, Mama, aren't we going to play in that Ocean Park?" Mengmeng suddenly remembered that she was looking forward to the day's trip, so she sat up suddenly and said, staring into her big clear eyes.

"Yes." Zi Yan lightly nodded her forehead, glanced at the time, and said: "It's almost time to rest, shall we go now?"

While speaking, Zi Yan looked at Zhang Han, her tone was inquiring, like a well-behaved wife asking for her husband's opinion before going out.