Embers Ad Infinitum

"Long Ye Yu Huo (!

The "old tune group" has just been settled, the sky is getting dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun has covered the entire city with orange tulle.

Jiang Baimian and others changed their clothes, hid "Ice Moss" and "Lianhe 202", and walked out of the "Afu Gun Shop" and entered South Street.

After arriving at such a large settlement, they don't want to eat canned food, biscuits and energy bars anymore.

"It's much more lively than before." Long Yuehong walked on the road, looking around and looking forward to say.

In South Street at this time, people come and go, with different clothes, some seem to come from deep mountains and old forests, and some wear out the charm of the old world.

Among them, the vehicle was moving slowly, as if breaking through a wave.

And the noodle shops, restaurants, and restaurants on both sides, good or bad, are almost full of people.

Hearing Long Yuehong's emotional voice, Bai Chen simply said:

"There are already few relic hunters coming in winter."

After the beginning of the spring, a large number of relic hunters came from various settlements and different forces in the surrounding area, looking for opportunities, or trading gains, so that the troubled Weed City restored its former scene.

"It smells so good..." Shang Jianyao didn't care about this. He sniffed the scent of various foods floating in the air, and actively searched for restaurants with vacant seats.

Jiang Baimian glanced away and found that near the central square, many people gathered in corners and alleys, not knowing what they were doing, and whenever the patrol team passed by, they would always pretend to be nothing.

Perceiving Jiang Baimian watching those people, Bai Chen said casually:

"Some small black markets."

Seeing that Long Yuehong was a little puzzled, she further explained:

"The underground trading market in West Street is mainly based on bulk goods, various prohibited items, and currency exchanges. Many of the items unearthed by relic hunters from the ruins of the city cannot be categorized, and it is difficult to directly trade with the corresponding major buyers. Entering the formal market will cost a sum of materials, and not everyone is willing to bear it.

"Some of them choose to go through the streets to promote sales, and some have spontaneously formed this kind of small black market with many weird old world items."

Hearing this, Long Yuehong understood roughly, he asked curiously:

"Will there be some valuable things hidden in it?

"For example, an item that solidifies the breath of an awakened person at the level of the'corridor of mind'?"

As soon as his voice fell, Shang Jian Yao had already laughed out:

"You read too many old world entertainment materials."

That's right, that kind of item falls in the hands of ordinary people, which is closer to curses or disasters. Once in contact for a long time, problems will inevitably occur, and people can easily distinguish their abnormalities... Long Yuehong is not embarrassed to admit that he really wants more .

"Very few." Bai Chen answered his previous question, "If you have time and knowledge, you can also filter out good items from the small black market, and the price is often lower than its actual value."

After a few steps forward, Long Yuehong suddenly pressed his voice and said:

"There is someone over there watching us. As soon as I look over, he looks elsewhere.

"There is also one over there..."

Jiang Baimian laughed:

"Yes, it's time to be a teacher.

"Those ones should be the monitors from North Street, don't care."

She and Shang Jianyao and Bai Chen found out earlier than Long Yuehong—the state of peeking at handsome men and beauties is obviously different from watching closely.

While they were talking, Shang Jianyao found that a shop called "Flavour Fast Food" had two empty tables.

"Over there!" He touched his stomach and pointed out the direction.

Jiang Baimian had nothing to do, and led the "old tune group" and walked over, occupying a four-person table.

This fast food restaurant has very few dishes, only seven or eight pots lined up, and different foods are stewed in each pot.

Below them is a table with multiple simple stoves. Charcoal, coal, etc. are lit on a small fire to keep the dishes in the pot at the lowest temperature.

Shang Jianyao glanced at it and recognized most of the food in the pot:

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stewed pork belly with potatoes, small pieces of braised pork, a random stew of several seasonal vegetables...

Almost at the same time, Jiang Baimian figured out what the store was selling:

Rice bowl!

"I want potato stew with meat covered." Jiang Baimian looked at Long Yuehong and the others.

The "Old Tune Team" also has the remaining Aure, Delase, and Cass, so don't rush to exchange currency.

"Me too." Shang Jianyao raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth.

"I want braised pork." "I want tomato scrambled eggs." Long Yuehong and Bai Chen said separately.

Dinner was finalized, and they waited patiently.

The hunters of the relics who were dining around looked at them from time to time.

On the one hand it is pleasing to the eye, on the other hand it is doubtful.

After all, a team with such outstanding looks and stature is still relatively rare in Wild Grass City.

Even the restaurant owner couldn't help but look a few more times here.

He took a plate, scooped a spoonful of rice, covered a layer of vegetables, and made four bowls of rice in less than a minute.

One word, "Quick"!

Shang Jianyao carefully mixed the juice of stewed pork belly with potatoes into the rice, and counted the total number of pieces of meat.

"Three small pieces." He sighed.

Fortunately, you didn't say aloud... Jiang Baimian said with a smile while stirring the rice:

"How much meat does this kind of shop get? Besides, there is more meat and the price is expensive, and many relic hunters can't afford it."

Shang Jian Yao made two "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhg

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:

"Go sick, are you back?"

His voice echoed in the "Flavour Fast Food" restaurant, attracting the attention of relic hunters.

After seeing his appearance clearly, the pupils of the relic hunters were all enlarged:

This gentleman has an identity and status at a glance!

The vehicle behind him cannot be modified by most relic hunters; there are several suspected bodyguards scattered around him; his black tight-fitting trousers and a shirt of the same color with gold buttons are neat, clean, and look very new; He is slightly obese, his face is flushed, and he looks different in the dusty soil of general malnutrition...

The relic hunters at the door were even sharper, seeing the pass under the windshield of the car.

That's the pass to get in and out of North Street!

This is probably an aristocratic lord... the hunters of the ruins who have a deep knowledge of the Weed City lowered their heads.

Hearing Zhao Yide's call, Shang Jian Yao stood up and shouted in surprise:

"So you didn't recognize us before.

"I thought you didn't recognize my brother!"

Brothers... the hunters of the ruins who were immersed in their meals chewed up this dusty vocabulary.

That team is really not easy! They sighed in their hearts.

Zhao Yide's expression stiffened for a few seconds, trying to make himself surprised enough:

"Have we met this afternoon?"

Without giving Shang Jianyao a chance to answer, he forcibly changed the subject:

"Go, go to my house!

"In Wild Grass City, I don't allow you to eat this kind of food."

Shang Jianyao's expression suddenly became serious, which made Zhao Yide's heart tremble.

"No, I have already started to eat, so I can't waste food." Shang Jianyao explained with a serious face.

"Yes, yes." Zhao Yide did not dare to refute.

Shang Jian Yao 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 customer, but after looking at the suspected noble master at the door, the boss still came out from behind the stove, took a square stool, and placed it on Shang Jian Yao. The side of a table.

Zhao Yide looked at the oily shop and squeezed out a smile:

"It's not safe, right?"

"I'm here!" Shang Jianyao looked like "Do you not believe me?"

Long Yuehong next to him, Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen across from him, all bowed their heads, smiling and enduring very hard.

Zhao Yide took a silent breath, took out the white handkerchief, and wiped his forehead.

"We are brothers, why would 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 Jian Yao helped to add:

"Drive the car a little farther, don't block in front of people's door, and delay other people's business."

"Right, right, right." Zhao Yide "follows kindness as flow."

When the driver drove away, he paced slowly to the side of Shang Jianyao and others.

Looking at the slightly greasy surface of the square stool, he mustered the courage for several seconds before finally sitting down.

Shang Jianyao patted him on the shoulder with joy, and asked kindly:

"Have you had dinner?"

"Not yet." Zhao Yide replied reflexively.

In the next second, he regretted it, because Shang Jian Yao turned his body halfway and said to the boss:

"One more potato stew with topping, please!"

Ah, generous...this is the group property... Jiang Baimian has no objection.

When the rice bowl adorned with a few pieces of pork belly was brought to Zhao Yide, his face almost wrinkled.

Just seeing the fat, he feels nauseous.

He remembered that his father Zhao Zhengqi liked this kind of thing very much, as if it was a habit he had cultivated when he was young, but he didn't. He also tried it in childhood when he was curious and never wanted to touch it again.

Moreover, this kind of restaurant is dirty and messy. How can you eat what you cook?

Seeing him dumbfounded, Shang Jianyao said with piercing eyes:

"You can't waste food."

"..." Zhao Yide picked up the cutlery, picked the part that was not contaminated by the fat, made a spoonful of rice and put it into his mouth.

Soon, tears came out of his eyes.

Seeing his appearance, Jiang Baimian had to doubt whether Shang Jianyao was really "brotherly," or did it deliberately.

After eating the spoonful of rice, Zhao Yide couldn't help retching twice.

"Are you pregnant?" Shang Jian Yao was surprised.

Zhao Yide didn't know what language and expression to use to respond.

Jiang Baimian cleared his throat:

"He was joking~www.readwn.com~ Well, I just ate too fast." Zhao Yide explained quickly.

Jiang Baimian showed a friendly smile:

"Then eat slowly."

Zhao Yide nodded with a complicated expression:

"it is good."

After forcing himself to eat a small spoonful, he finally couldn't bear it and said:

"My father wants to see you."

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