Since Mo Shangyun had already answered affirmatively, Ding Jing opened the car door and walked out.
In such a small town, the scale of this hotel is quite good. It is a single-family building, with exquisite and luxurious decoration.
Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing chose to sit by the window on the first floor.
Mo Shangjun ordered two dishes that Su Heng highly recommended and threw them to Ding Jing.
Ding Jing glanced at the price, raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Shangyun. She didn't deceive her, she didn't get arrogant, and she gave up after clicking two.
"Eating here is enough for a month's salary. Are you sure you don't want to eat Bawang's meal?"
As soon as the service industry left, Ding Jing encouraged Mo Shangyun again.
Mo Shangyun laughed at her, "You seem to be very obsessed with eating Bawang's meal?"
Ding Jing leaned back, raised Erlang's legs, and said to her, "Do you want me to tell you about this store?"
Picking up the tea and taking a sip, Mo Shangjun was very interested, "Do you still know this?"
However, it is not a surprise.
Ding Jing seems to have a good understanding of this town. For example, many times she doesn't need navigation at all when driving, and when Mo Shangjun drives the wrong way, she will adjust the new route in time.
Therefore, from Mo Shangyun's point of view, Ding Jing still has a certain understanding of this town, but most of what she understands is definitely not the history of food, but the terrain of the town and gang forces, which are easy to be ignored and hidden. something in the dark.
"more or less."
Ding Jing said lightly, while still holding the appearance of a worldly expert.
Mo Shangjun glanced at her calmly and didn't answer her, so after a while, Ding Jing couldn't hold back anymore, and took the initiative to talk to Mo Shangyun about the restaurant.
In a nutshell, the restaurant owner is a very capable person. He got out of the underworld, and then he got out of it smoothly. He opened this restaurant to do some business. Over the years, I don't know how many overt and covert businesses have been carried out in this restaurant. In this seemingly normal restaurant, the water is very deep.
"That's why you want to eat Overlord's meal?" Mo Shangyun asked, dumbfounded.
"Can't this be the reason?" Ding Jing said as a matter of course, "It's been unpleasant to look at this place for a long time. How many tables can be smashed."
Anyway, even if he knew her details, he would not dare to chase after the troops to get her.
What's more, no one can find out her details.
"… "
Mo Shangyun was speechless.
Fine.
She seems to be getting used to Ding Jing's unrestrained imagination...
"I heard that the food here is delicious," Mo Shangjun said lightly, "I don't want to be able to enter the door again after eating this meal."
Ding Jing gave her a contemptuous look, "Nothing to do."
Mo Shangyun: "..." What the hell!
Ding Jing added slowly: "You have the ability to poach other people's chefs."
"… "
Well, she seems to have a point.
Mo Shangjun frowned slightly, drank all the tea in the cup, and poured himself another cup, thinking about how he must do all evil before he willfully poach cooks from other people's restaurants.
The problem is, you're not even a restaurant competitor.
In the end, she didn't come up with a result, and the dishes they ordered had been served one after another, including the fragrant white rice.
"It tastes okay."
After tasting it, Ding Jing made a pretentious evaluation, but did not forget to put something in his mouth.
Mo Shangjun wanted to tell her to eat slowly, but when she thought of saying this to Ding Jing every time she ate, Ding Jing was always good but the speed was not slowed down. Just stop there.
But I didn't expect that Ding Jing, who had eaten a few mouthfuls, stopped voluntarily, and suddenly raised his head and said to Mo Shangjun: "There are still stories, do you want to continue listening?"
"listen."
Mo Shangyun nodded and put a chopstick of snake meat in his mouth.
Crunchy, not to mention, it's quite fragrant.
In contrast, the snake meat they fiddled with when they lived in the wild... Probably can only be regarded as food for energy.
People who live outside the army will really enjoy it.
"I used to..." Ding Jing said, "I didn't join the army. I lived in this neighborhood for a while. I ran out one day and was so hungry that I walked to the door of this store in a daze."
"Then the history of this shop is quite long." Mo Shangyun sighed sincerely.
No wonder the chef's craft is so good.
"Come on, is this the point?!" Ding Jing tapped the table directly with his fingers.
Mo Shangjun changed his tune and said, "Then you were kicked out by others?"
"Can you leave the focus to me, the storyteller?" Ding Jing was angry.
Mo Shangyun shrugged, "This way of telling stories needs to communicate with each other."
"...I don't have a common language with you."
Ding Jing was so angry that she just wanted to put food in her mouth.
Mo Shangjun added two pieces of meat to her bowl with a smile, and "coaxed" her smoothly.
"Also, our goals for the past two days..." Ding Jing lowered her voice, wanting to continue to reveal little secrets to Mo Shangyun.
But she never thought that before her active mind overflowed, she was suddenly interrupted by a voice—
"Hey, sister!"
Young and energetic voice.
When Ding Jing and Mo Shangyun turned around, they saw several young people standing at the door. One of them, an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old boy, strode towards Mo Shangyun and Ding Jing after showing joy on his face. come.
Ding Jing was stunned for three seconds before realizing - this person is walking this way, and the goal seems to be, Mo Shangyun
So, Ding Jing's eyes widened immediately, "Fuck, when did you have a younger brother?!" Is there a special group to recognize the relatives at the scene? !
Mo Shangjun: "..." Oh, she doesn't want to recognize this brother.
However, this enthusiastic younger brother came directly to Mo Shangjun's side under the curious eyes of many teenagers.
In the juvenile pile, he looked like a leader, and he was a little cold, but when he came to Mo Shangyun, he immediately turned into a soft sheep, the smile on his face— Well, not to mention how hard to hide.
"Sister, we meet again."
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I'm exhausted.
Normal updates will resume tomorrow.
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