Chapter 1722 (2/2)

The simmani red dates black chicken soup, which is 25% off, is expensive, but it is more expensive than tens of thousands of ornamental chickens. We are still willing to bite our teeth and try it.

After all, the next time someone dares to say in front of him that he has a simanuo chicken as a pet, you can directly tell him that I have eaten it and it tastes good.

With this idea, the chicken soup became even more popular on the third day when it was already popular on the second day.

Although many people did not line up, they were not willing to go.

”I really want to ask, who is queuing up every day? I haven't grabbed it for two days. Do you live on Taoxi road?”

”Great Xia, can you give us this kind of small shrimps a living? Just drink it once. Think about us who don't even smell it.”

”In fact, in the past, I couldn't understand that those who lined up for an hour or two to eat didn't taste good when they had time? Until there was a kitchen god shop...”

In this way, this soup is completely hot, and because of conscious popular science, everyone knows that this is one of the old fire soup of Guangdong cuisine.

Therefore, Guangdong cuisine has also brushed a wave of sense of existence. It can be said that Yuanzhou's activities are very successful.

The discount lasting for half a month has enough follow-up influence.

It is said that president Song Ming, who knew about this situation, smiled all day. Not only that, he also called Zhou Shijie.

As I said before, Song Ming is the vice president of the kitchen Federation, while Zhou Shijie is the president. In itself, Zhou Shijie is the leader of Song Ming.

Therefore, Song Ming must show off in front of Zhou Shijie when he has something to do.

When Yuanzhou was very busy, Yan Ya also had eyebrows.

After Yin Ya made countless phone calls and consulted many people, she finally had a way to help Tian Miao.

Because of this, Yan Ya also deliberately postponed a day's wine time with Yuan Zhou. Because she couldn't come, she needed to go to the magic city all night.

After only one day off, Yan Ya took the earliest flight at 6:25 a.m. to Mordor.

When she arrived at Mordor, it was just 9:20. Yan Ya hurried off the plane and only bought a bottle of milk on the way. She drank it on the way to the school by taxi. This was breakfast.

At ten o'clock, Yan Ya arrived at the school gate. Because she had not been notified in advance, Yan Ya first observed around and then paid a careful visit. In the afternoon, she gave a temporary notice that she wanted to make a donation.

Although it was a temporary notice, he was allowed to visit the school.

The school is not big. It is in the suburb of mordu. The surrounding environment is very quiet and there are not many people. It is next to the old community.

It is a school rebuilt from an abandoned church, so it looks very medieval and has few staff. It is basically some middle-aged women or lonely old people with working ability, as well as some retired teachers and volunteers.

The youngest is the headmaster. He looks only in his forties. He is very clean and tidy. His office is in a pointed room with narrow stairs and the most difficult to get up.

After only talking for an hour, Yan Ya almost knew the original intention and purpose of the school.

When she left, Yan Ya donated 100000 yuan to an open account on the Internet, and then explained her intention today. With the consent of the headmaster, Yan Ya left.

After going out of the school and disinfecting again, Yan Ya looked back at the not new campus and said, ”my little Treasury is gone now. Fortunately, it will be the end of the year soon.”

”It's time to go back, or the wood will worry.” Yan Ya looked at the information of Yuanzhou on her mobile phone, smiled and took a taxi to the airport again.

When the plane arrived in Chengdu at 8:30, Yan Ya looked a little tired and walked outside the airport, where there was a person she didn't expect.

”Xiaoya.” Yan ya, who rushed out of Yuan Zhou, said hello.

”Wood, why are you here?” Yan Ya asked in surprise.

”It's late. I'll pick you up.” Yuan Zhou came forward to hold Yin Ya's hand and answered naturally.

”Well, thank you.” Yan Ya said with a smile, ”thank you for supporting me without asking what it is.”

”You're welcome, but you can ask me for help.” Yuan Zhou took Yin ya to the taxi waiting outside the airport.

”No need to help. I can come by myself. You're already working hard.” Yan Yadao.

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