Most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air, I don¡¯t know whose stomach sang an empty city plan, and a long "goo¡ª" was especially embarrassing in the quiet atmosphere.
It was only then that Lin Yao remembered that he had rushed to the Kanu City Police Station without even eating lunch. It was really a crime. It was almost dinner time, so let's solve the problem of food and clothing first.
"Let's go, go eat first, and then discuss your affairs while eating."
Lin Yao took a few steps forward and found that the man hadn't followed. He turned his head, gritted his back molars, and tried his best to restrain his emotions: "Mr. Le, do you still want me to carry you away?"
Lin Yao was a little annoyed, and deliberately mispronounced Le Xianghui's name. She is really hungry, and the thing she wants to do most now is to eat and fill her stomach.
Seeing the girl gnashing her teeth as if she wanted to eat someone, Le Xianghui knew she was angry, so he didn't dare to dawdle any longer, and followed her.
"Actually I'm not very hungry" The groan just now actually came from Le Xianghui's stomach. When he saw the little girl insisting on taking him to eat, he mistakenly thought that Lin Yao was taking care of him. Le Xianghui was very upset. Excuse me.
Hearing this, Lin Yao rolled her eyes almost to the top of her head, and without turning her head, she said in a muffled voice, "You're not hungry, I'm hungry. I haven't had lunch yet. If you don't eat, just watch me eat, Just save me some money."
Le Xianghui kept his mouth shut obediently, but in his heart he affixed a label to Lin Yao: knife mouth, tofu heart.
? As the sun sets, the streets of Kanu City are coated with a thin layer of gold.
As one of the three major tourist cities in country m, Kanu City retains more of the national architectural style of country m, and is not replaced by high-rise buildings of reinforced concrete like the other two cities.
Lin Yao and Le Xianghui shuttled between the low wooden buildings one after the other. The daytime market had ended, and vendors in the night market began to set up their own stalls.
Going around the alleys with seven turns and eight turns, Lin Yao took Le Xianghui to a small street restaurant with ease, found an empty table and sat down, ignoring the surprise on Le Xianghui's face, pretending that he had nothing to do. see.
Le Xianghui sat down opposite Lin Yao, and he looked around the store. To be honest, if Lin Yao didn't take it for granted, he really wouldn't have thought that this would be a restaurant.
There is no obvious signboard at the entrance of the store, and there are only three or four wooden tables in the room. The tables and chairs are so old that you can¡¯t tell what color they were originally. How many times.
Le Xianghui sat on the stool very cautiously, and would move away nervously when he touched the corner of the table or the wall.
Lin Yao gave Le Xianghui a sideways glance, picked up the sticky notes and pencils on the table, and said while writing: "Don't be disrespectful, don't look at the shabby ones here, but the taste is the best around here." One. It¡¯s not yet 6 o¡¯clock, and there aren¡¯t that many diners. When business is good, there will be tables and stools across the street.¡±
Lin Yao wrote two dishes, thought about it, and asked Le Xianghui out of politeness: "What do you like to eat?"
"I don't choose, just order what you like."
Le Xianghui really can't imagine what kind of delicacy such a restaurant can make, and he only hopes that the food served by then will not be too mouthful.
Thinking that when he first arrived in Serek City in Country M more than a week ago, he lived in the best hotel in the city and ate delicacies cooked by the top chefs in Country M. A small street restaurant to fill your stomach.
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