The "Old Tune Group" had just settled in, the sky was getting dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun draped the entire city in an orange tulle.
Jiang Baimian and others changed their clothes, hid "Ice Moss" and "United 202", and slowly walked out of the "Ah Fu Gun Shop" and entered South Street.
Once they arrived at such a large settlement, they didn't want to eat canned food, cookies, and energy bars anymore.
"It's much more lively than before." Long Yuehong was walking on the road, looking left and right, looking left and right.
At this time, South Street was crowded with people coming and going, dressed in different clothes, some seemed to come from the deep mountains and old forests, and some wore the charm of the old world.
Among them, the vehicle moved slowly, as if breaking the waves.
The noodle shops, restaurants, and restaurants on both sides, whether good or bad, are almost full.
Hearing Long Yuehong's sigh, Bai Chen said simply:
"There are very few relic hunters who come here in winter."
After the beginning of spring, a large number of relic hunters came from various settlements and different forces in the surrounding area, either looking for opportunities or trading harvests, restoring the turbulent Weed City to its former appearance.
"It smells so good...... Shang Jianyao didn't care about this aspect, smelling the aroma of various foods floating in the air, actively looking for restaurants with empty seats.
Jiang Baimian's eyes swept away and he found that near the central square, many people gathered in corners and alleys, not knowing what they were doing, and whenever the patrol passed by, they would always pretend to be indifferent.
Sensing that Jiang Baimian was looking at those people, Bai Chen said casually:
"Some small black market."
Seeing that Long Yuehong was a little puzzled, she further explained:
"The underground trading market on West Street is mainly composed of bulk goods, various prohibited items and currency exchange, and many of the items excavated by relic hunters from the ruins of the city cannot be classified and are difficult to trade directly with the corresponding major acquirers.
"Some of them choose to go through the streets and alleys to sell, and some spontaneously form this kind of small black market, which contains many strange old-world items."
Hearing this, Long Yuehong roughly understood, and he asked curiously:
"Is there something very valuable hidden in it?
"For example, an item that solidifies the aura of an awakened person at the level of a certain 'Mind Corridor'?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Jianyao had already laughed out loud:
"You've read too much old world entertainment materials."
Yes, that kind of item falls into the hands of ordinary people, closer to curses or disasters, once they come into contact for a long time, there will inevitably be problems, and people can easily distinguish their abnormalities...... Long Yuehong was embarrassed to admit that she really thought too much.
"Very few." Bai Chen answered his previous question, "If you have time and knowledge, you can also screen out good items from the small black market, and the price is often lower than its actual value."
After taking a few steps forward, Long Yuehong suddenly suppressed her voice and said:
"There was a man over there observing us, and when I looked over, he looked elsewhere.
"There is also a ...... over there"
Jiang Baimian laughed:
"Yes, you can go to school.
"Those should be the monitors found on North Street, don't pay attention."
She, Shang Jianyao, and Bai Chen discovered earlier than Long Yuehong - the state of peeping at handsome men and beautiful women and peeping closely at movements are obviously different.
As they talked, Shang Jianyao noticed a restaurant called "Flavor Fast Food" with two empty tables.
"Over there!" He touched his stomach and pointed out the direction.
Jiang Baimian was indispensable, led the "Old Tune Team", walked over, and occupied a four-person table.
This fast food restaurant has very few dishes, only seven or eight pots lined up, each stewing different food.
Underneath them is a table with multiple simple stoves, with charcoal, coal, etc. burning over a small fire to keep the dishes in the pot at the lowest temperature.
Shang Jianyao took a glance and identified what most of the food in the pot was:
Tomato scrambled eggs, potato stewed pork belly, small pieces of braised pork, and a variety of seasonal vegetables......
Almost at the same time, Jiang Baimian figured out what this store was selling:
Donburi!
"I want potato stew covered with water." Jiang Baimian looked at Long Yuehong and the others.
The "Old Tune Team" still has the remaining Ore, Drace, and Cass, so there is no need to rush to exchange currency.
"Me too." Shang Jianyao raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth.
"I want braised pork." "I want scrambled eggs with tomatoes." Long Yuehong and Bai Chen said respectively.
After finalizing dinner, they waited patiently.
The ruins of the surrounding dining were watched by hunters from time to time.
On the one hand, this is pleasing to the eye, and on the other hand, it is doubtful.
After all, a team with such outstanding looks and figures is still relatively rare in Wild Grass City.
Even the restaurant owner couldn't help but look here a few more times.
He took the plate, scooped a spoonful of rice, covered it with a layer of vegetables, and made four bowls of rice in less than a minute.
One word, "fast"!
Shang Jianyao carefully mixed the juice of the potato stewed pork belly into the rice, and counted how many pieces of meat there were in total.
"Three small pieces." He sighed.
It's a good thing you didn't say it out loud...... Jiang Baimian said with a smile while mixing the rice:
"How much meat can this kind of small shop get? Besides, there is a lot of meat, the price is expensive, and many relic hunters can't afford it."
Shang Jianyao said "hmm" twice, and focused on putting the rice grains that had soaked up the soup into his mouth.
At this moment, a car stopped outside the door.
It was a car with dark bulletproof glass and thick armor.
Zhao Yide pushed the door down, pretended to be surprised, and shouted loudly:
"Qubing, are you back?"
His voice echoed in the "Flavor Fast Food" restaurant, attracting the attention of relic hunters.
After seeing his appearance clearly, the pupils of those relic hunters dilated:
This gentleman looks very identity and status!
The vehicle behind him is something that most relic hunters cannot modify; There were several suspected bodyguards scattered around him; His black tight-fitting pants and tops of the same color with gold buttons were neat, clean, and looked new; He was slightly obese, with a rosy face, and stood out in the gray soil of general malnutrition......
Several relic hunters at the door were even more sharp-eyed and saw the pass clipped under the windshield of the car.
That's a pass in and out of North Street!
This is probably a noble master...... The ruins hunters who knew a lot about Wild Grass City lowered their heads.
Hearing Zhao Yide's call, Shang Jianyao stood up and shouted in surprise as well:
"So you didn't recognize us before.
"I thought you didn't recognize me as a brother!"
Brothers...... The hunters were buried in the ruins of the meal, chewing on this gray word at the same time.
That team is really not simple! They all sighed in their hearts.
Zhao Yide's expression stiffened for a few seconds, trying to make himself look surprised enough:
"Did we meet in the afternoon?"
Without giving Shang Jianyao a chance to answer, he forcibly changed the subject:
"Let's go, go to my house!
"In Wild Grass City, I don't allow you to eat this kind of thing."
Shang Jianyao's expression suddenly became serious, which made Zhao Yide's heart chuckle.
"No, I've already started eating, I can't waste food." Shang Jianyao explained seriously.
"Yes, yes." Zhao Yide did not dare to refute.
Shang Jianyao immediately pointed to the side and said to the owner of the fast food restaurant:
"My friend is here, add a stool."
Normally, this kind of thing is usually done by the customers themselves, but after looking at the gentleman who was suspected to be a noble master at the door, the boss still went around from behind the stove, took a square stool, and placed it on the side of Shang Jianyao's table.
Zhao Yide looked at the greasy shop, squeezed out a smile and said:
"This is not safe, is it?"
"I'm here!" Shang Jianyao looked like "don't you believe me".
Long Yuehong next to him, Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen opposite him, all lowered their heads and endured the laughter very hard.
Zhao Yide took a silent breath, took out a white handkerchief, and wiped his forehead.
"We are brothers, how could I not believe you?" He first responded to Shang Jianyao, and then said to the bodyguard beside him, "You are waiting at the door."
Shang Jianyao helped add:
"Drive away from the car, don't block other people's doors, and delay other people's business."
"Yes, yes." Zhao Yide "follows the good like a stream".
When the driver drove the car away, he slowly paced to the side of Shang Jianyao and the others.
Looking at the slightly greasy surface of the square stool, he mustered up the courage for several seconds and finally sat down.
Shang Jianyao patted him on the shoulder happily and asked kindly:
"Have you had dinner?"
"Not yet." Zhao Yide replied reflexively.
The next second, he regretted it, because Shang saw that Yao Ban turned his body and said to the boss:
"Another potato stew covered with a lid, I'll please!"
Hey, generous...... This is the property of the group...... Jiang Baimian did not object.
When the rice bowl decorated with a few pieces of pork belly was brought to Zhao Yide, his face almost wrinkled.
Just seeing the fat made him feel sick.
He remembered that his father Zhao Zhengqi liked this kind of thing very much, as if it was a habit he had developed when he was young, but he didn't. He also tried it as a curious child, and never wanted to touch it again.
Moreover, this kind of restaurant is dirty and messy, how can you eat what you make?
Seeing him stunned, Shang Jianyao said with bright eyes:
"You can't waste food."
"......" Zhao Yide picked up the tableware, picked out the part that was not contaminated with fat, took a spoonful of rice, and put it in his mouth.
Soon, he swallowed so much that tears were about to flow out.
Seeing his appearance, Jiang Baimian had to wonder whether Shang Jianyao was really "brotherly" or did it on purpose.
After eating that spoonful of rice, Zhao Yide couldn't help but retch twice.
"Are you pregnant?" Shang Jianyao was surprised.
Zhao Yide didn't know what language and expression to respond to for a while.
Jiang Baimian cleared his throat:
"He was joking."
"Well, I just ate too fast." Zhao Yide quickly explained.
Jiang Baimian showed a friendly smile:
"Then eat slowly."
Zhao Yide nodded with a complicated expression:
"Okay."
After forcing himself to eat a small spoonful, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and said:
"My father wants to see you."
(End of this chapter)