On the other hand, Ian was also making arrangements for the ten newly bought cars. Trump had already snatched a bunch of keys. Ian naturally didn't plan to ask for it back. The remaining nine cars, Paul, were mainly for Ian to ride. Ian originally planned to give Muto one, but he refused, saying that he wanted to protect Ian, the rich man, and insisted on sharing one with Ian.

"Then give Buck one, Morgan one, and leave one for the pharmaceutical company for public use." Ian said.

"Boss, what about me?" Mira asked from the side.

"Even if you don't go out all day, you'll borrow from George whenever you go out." Ian smiled.

"What should I do if there are five more cars? You can't get it back. You bought too many of them all at once, and let Rock and the others leave. It seems useless." Trump said.

"I bought all the money, why don't you refund? I plan to transport these cars to Ancheng for William and others. After all, that's ours. I used to have no money, and if I have money, I can't make everyone suffer." Ian said.

Three days later, Ancheng, William and Willis looked at the five Lincoln Leader No. 1 unloaded by the truck, and for a moment they seemed to be dreaming. When they looked at the second-hand cars driven by a few of them next to them, they could imagine the touch in their hearts.

"I thought the boss forgot us, but it seemed that I was wrong." Murphy sighed.

"Where do you think the boss got the money? Did he give up completely in S City?" Willis asked.

William next to him shook his head and said, "I would have known." But he had an idea in his heart. Since he learned that Ian could recover from his injuries so quickly, William was sure that Ian was definitely not an ordinary person, and it would be right to follow him. So when they had a very difficult time some time ago, many people suggested not to give money to the people originally ordered by Ian, but William sided with the opposition and insisted on giving some benefits to the police every month according to Ian's original arrangement. Now these cars are more enough to prove William's judgment.

There are still ten days left for the next ranking, and after the first ranking, the ranking list begins to display everyone's ranking in real time, which also makes Ian much easier.

"Okay, I've been nervous for a week. Everyone will relax in the next three days. Trunk, go to S City to see Dylan and the others. Wuto will not have to follow me these days, and I won't cause trouble. I just let Paul take me around." Ian said.

"Okay, I'm going to deal with something, be careful yourself," Muto said.

Buck and Danny are busy dealing with the drug. As for Mira, she said she would use the past few days to upgrade the security system of the villa.

"Paul, you should be very familiar with City l, so I took me to have something delicious. Somehow, I always felt that the food in the restaurant outside was better than that at home." Ian sat in the car and closed his eyes and rested.

For the next two days, Paul ate delicious food with Ian every day, but after eating for two days, Ian always felt a little unsatisfied.

"After eating, it's just a few," Ian sighed.

"That's not because you don't want to eat in a star-rated hotel, where there are so many delicious foods there." Paul smiled.

"Have you been?" Ian asked.

"That's not, but I heard that the charges are very high, so there will definitely be more delicious food," Paul said.

"When I had no money, I thought everything I ate was delicious, but now I have money, but nothing I ate tastes. People's desires are indeed endless." Ian smiled helplessly.

After a while, Paul suddenly said, "Boss, who are you from?"

Ian was stunned for a moment and said, "What does it mean? Of course he is an American."

Paul smiled and said, "I mean your bloodline, because your hair is black. You are sure that you must be Asian in terms of bloodline. Do you know which country it is from?"

"Haha, I really don't know this. I grew up in an orphanage. No one has ever told me this. However, I once met a Long Man. He invited me to have the most wonderful breakfast, saved my life, and gave me a hundred dollars. He is such a good person." Ian thought of the Long Man he met when he first arrived in Ancheng, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his heart.

"Long people?" Paul thought for a moment and said, "Since that's the case, let's go to Chinatown to have a stroll. Maybe you will fall in love with Long Guo cuisine."

"Long Guo cuisine? Is it delicious?" Ian asked casually.

"Haha, you have never eaten Long Guo cuisine, so I can bet that you will fall in love with it." Paul smiled.

Half an hour later, they arrived in Chinatown. After parked the car, the two started to stroll.

Ian looked up and looked around as he walked. All the shops used strange words, and there were more black-haired people around him. They talked in another language. Everything suddenly became very strange, but those people looked at Ian very friendly, and many people even smiled at him, which made Ian feel very good.

"It's here. I've eaten here once before. Their dishes are very delicious, but they're a little spicy." Paul smiled mysteriously.

"Spicy?" Ian looked at the sign above the restaurant and actually drew three lines as signs.

There are all kinds of people eating inside, but the waiters are all black-haired girls, which look unique.

"Hello, two gentlemen, please come here to sit down." A beautiful waiter came to greet Ian and the others.

"Paul, come and order food. I have never eaten Dragon Country cuisine before." Ian said and handed the menu to Paul.

After hearing Ian's words, the beautiful black-haired waiter looked at Ian with some surprise. She originally thought that the black-haired young man brought this American to have dinner, so she was a little surprised.

"Okay." Paul opened the menu and pointed to the picture above, and ordered a few dishes skillfully.

"Okay, please wait, do you need chili?" the waiter asked again.

"Boss, can you eat chili?" Paul asked.

"Whatever."

"Then put less chili." Paul closed the menu and handed it to the waiter.

In less than five minutes, four dishes were served. Before I could start eating, Ian sneezing, and then he pointed to a pot of vegetables covered with red oil and asked, "What is this? Can it be eaten?"

Paul took out two small wooden sticks from a box next to him, shook them in front of Ian, and said, "Hehe, boss, you really have never eaten Long Guo cuisine. You have to use this, chopsticks to eat Long Guo cuisine."

After saying that, Paul used the two wooden sticks called chopsticks to skillfully remove some slices of meat and vegetables from the red oil and ate them in big mouthfuls.

Ian frowned and also imitated Paul to use the chopsticks to pick up food, but he couldn't pick up food, which made a waiter next to him unable to help but smile.

"Hello, sir, do you need help?" the waiter asked with a smile.

"Oh my God, just having a meal, how could it be so difficult?" Ian nodded and complained.

The waiter took the plate on the table and used chopsticks to pick up the dishes in the basin. Only then did Ian eat the first bite of Long Guo cuisine in his life.

After eating this bite, Ian didn't know how to describe it. His saliva began to flood and even felt the fragrance on his lips. The spicy smell hooked up something in Ian's body.

While chewing the dishes in his mouth, he pointed at the dishes on the table, widened his eyes and signaled to the waiter, but the waiter didn't understand.

After Ian swallowed the food in his mouth, he opened his mouth and didn't say anything. A stream of saliva flowed out along the corner of his mouth. He instinctively sucked it. Paul on the opposite side couldn't help it, and then squirted out the things in his mouth, and then burst into laughter.

The waiter next to him couldn't help but cover his mouth and squint his eyes and smiled.

"Paul." Ian said angrily: "You ruined a table of dishes at once."

Then, Paul was smiling while covering his mouth and tremblingly, Ian said to the waiter again: "I'm sorry, just now...haha, I just never had it. Please take these away and make another copy for us."

"Okay, sir, please wait..." The waiter said, and his lips kept twitching, as if he couldn't help it.

The waiter walked to the kitchen with the vegetables. Before he could enter the kitchen, Ian heard another waiter ask, "Xiuxiu, what's wrong?"

"Puchi..." The waiter who served the dishes seemed to be unable to help laughing and said, "It was probably the first time that guy had eaten this dish just now, and then he opened his mouth and saliva suddenly flowed out, just like a spring water, which was so funny."

"Ah? No, no, there is no such person, just a dish of boiled meat?" Another waiter didn't believe it.

"If you don't believe it, he won't use chopsticks when you go to serve the food later. If you find a way to make him speak, you will know." The waiter named Xiuxiu whispered.

The dishes on the table were sprayed by Paul, and the waiter cleaned the table again, but the waiters seemed to be looking at Ian with strange eyes, occasionally looking at Ian's eyes, and immediately flashed aside again.

A few minutes later, a new boiled meat slice was served, and the waiter who served the food changed to another one.

Ian's saliva could no longer be controlled, but he didn't want to make a fool of himself again. He just pointed to the dish, pointed to the dish, and signaled Paul to pick up the dishes for him. Although the waiter did not see Ian drooling, she saw Ian's throat surging, which was the sign of swallowing saliva.

Ian didn't care about anything else at this time, but just tried his best to stuff the dish that Paul had put in his mouth.

"No more, Mr. Ian, you have eaten all this dish by yourself." Paul pointed at the empty dish basin awkwardly.

But Ian was not satisfied with the food. He used a fork to fish in it. Who said there was nothing? Isn’t there any red peppers? In Paul’s surprised gaze, Ian began to use the fork to fish out the red peppers in the vegetable pot.

A waiter saw this scene and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it and said, "Sir, this chili is not edible. If you need it, I can ask the kitchen to make another serving for you and will not charge you money."

"This is delicious, why can't you eat it?" Ian asked unexpectedly. This pepper tastes very delicious.

"Mr. Ian." Paul shouted in a low voice.

"What?" Ian looked up at Paul, and saw him pointing his fingers around his chest. Ian turned his head and saw that many people in the restaurant were looking at him with strange eyes. Then he sat up straight, coughed lightly, and said, "I like this dish, especially this chili. Make me another dish... this dish."

Next to the kitchen, several waiters were talking there, and one of them said in surprise: "This person dares to eat chili peppers directly. I have never seen such a person before."

"He doesn't look like an Indian or Thai. The only one who dares to eat chili peppers like this is probably the only ones in Longguo."

"But he doesn't even know chopsticks. He is not from Long Guo. When I ordered the dishes just now, I saw that he didn't even recognize those simple men."

"What a pity. He is so handsome. I would have known each other."

"Serve the food!" the chef shouted, and the waiters actually rushed to serve Ian's table.

Ian seemed not very interested in other dishes, but while waiting, he tried several other dishes under Paul's persuasion, and it was immediately out of control.

When the new boiled meat slices were served, the other three dishes were almost done by Ian.

Although I still wanted to eat it, my stomach couldn't eat it anymore, so I could only watch Paul eat it alone. However, Ian couldn't help it when he looked at the red peppers in the vegetable bowl. He looked around and actually picked up a small bowl on the table and then put half a bowl of red oil and peppers in the bowl.

"Oh my God, look, he's starting to eat those chili again." A waiter whispered to his companion.

"I guess he must be from Long Country."

"I think he may be from Bangcui, who is also very good at eating chili peppers. And you see his legs are so long, hehe."

During the argument, a waiter suggested: "Why should we bet to see if he is a native of Long Country? If you guess the wrong one, you will give the right one ten dollars. How about it?"

"Okay, OK."

After some recommendation, the waiter named Xiuxiu walked towards Ian.

"Hello sir!"

Ian looked up and saw that it was the waiter just now, and then asked with a smile: "What? Is there anything wrong?"

"Sir, are you satisfied with our restaurant?"

"Yeah, I'm satisfied, very satisfied, haha, you saw it just now. This is actually the first time I've eaten Long Guo cuisine, it's delicious." Ian said sincerely.

"…Well…” Xiuxiu suddenly hesitated. After all, the other party was a guest. If they annoyed the guest, it would be troublesome.
To be continued...