Qin Shao regretted it, because the place Qingya brought him turned out to be a snack street.
Are you so stingy? It’s just a meal. Even if you go to the best hotel, how much can you spend?
Sensing his unkind gaze, the beautiful inspector explained: "You insist on wearing such formal clothes, do you blame me? Xijing City is the ancient capital of the twelve dynasties of your Chinese Kingdom. The most representative one is of course its characteristics. As for snacks, what good can you get at a restaurant?"
Wrong truth, absolute fallacy. If you are stingy, just call yourself stingy. Why would you find such a high-sounding excuse?
Does the ancient capital of the Twelve Dynasties have anything to do with the present? Even the most recent capital was established hundreds of years ago. In addition to the cultural relics dug out from the graves, what can we say about today hundreds of years later? What impact does it have.
He raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you worried about the food safety of China? Snacks are a mixed bag, so you're not afraid of getting a bad stomach."
"It's okay to eat it once in a while." She waved her hands and said nonchalantly.
"What about waste oil, Sudan red, beef extract and other things that are harmful to the body?" Qin Shao asked again without giving up.
"Hey, hey, you and I are cultivators, okay? We are invulnerable to all poisons. Are we still afraid of those little gadgets?" she said.
Well, I didn’t know who it was before. Except for the military agent food provided by my buddy, he didn’t want to take a bite. After all, it was stingy thinking. You just wanted to save some money. Well.
But who can guarantee that there will be nothing expensive in the snacks? I just picked out the expensive ones today.
The snacks in Xijing are indeed extraordinary. There are hundreds of varieties on one street, which makes people dazzled and can't help but move their index fingers.
Qin Feng and Qing Ya were seen in front of almost every stall. They came to a traditional meat bun stall, and Mr. Qin shouted in a rich voice: "Boss, give me a hundred, and put more meat in it." If it's fuller, we'll just pay more."
"One hundred." The boss was startled: "Can you two eat that much? The Roujiamo should be eaten while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold."
Qingya immediately said: "Why do you need so much? If you want to support yourself to death, you should support me to death."
"Hey, you know I have a big appetite," he said with a smile.
The beauty's pretty face darkened: "Yes, you are just a loser. I saw you just now, but you can't eat a hundred."
The two of them have eaten at more than a dozen stalls, and every time Qin Feng always asks for at least one portion, which means that so far, he has eaten for at least a dozen people, so he is a bit of a loser. Nothing too much.
Strictly speaking, rice buckets are not as good at pretending as he is.
"If you can't eat it, take it home. Let Weiwei and Qingqing try it too." He lowered his voice and said, "The ring has the function of keeping fresh and keeping warm. There is nothing to worry about. Even if it is kept for a long time, when you take it out, It’s still steaming hot.”
The beauty rolled her eyes at him, thinking that her aunt had lost a lot of money. On the surface, she was treating him to a meal by herself. No matter how much she could eat, she could eat as much as she wanted, but this kid was not kind enough to even eat and take away.
With a dark face, she took out a few hundred-dollar bills from her pocket and handed them to the stall owner.
When the stall owner saw that they were really not joking, and it was a girl paying the bill, he smiled and said, "Wait a minute, everyone, we'll make a hundred meat buns, we'll start right away."
People around me all looked at me strangely. Two people want a hundred. Can they afford it?
Twenty minutes later, the two went to the next house. When no one was paying attention, he threw ninety-six of them into the Najie, gave one to Qingya, and ate three for himself.
"Big brother, big brother, it's them. They just ordered a hundred meat buns from the stall next door." A sly-looking guy said to the boss in front of him: "That's not right. The man was carrying a big bag just now. Why? The effort was gone in the blink of an eye.”
"Why do you care so much about others?" The boss took a sip of beer.
"The girls next to him are super beautiful, they are simply otherworldly." The guy continued to flatter: "And when we bought things just now, it was all the girls who paid, and the boys must be freeloaders."
The boss's eyes lit up: "Really?"
"I followed them for a long time and saw them really clearly."
The boss waved his hand and said manly: "What I hate most is the soft-boiled guy. How can such a good girl be with him? No, boss, I really can't stand it. Let's go teach him a lesson." , rescue the beautiful woman from the sea of suffering."
Why do you hate soft-boiled men? He is clearly interested in Qingya's beauty and excellent figure, and has found a high-sounding reason for himself.
When the boys heard this, they immediately stood up and stopped the two people who were walking this way.
"What are you doing? A good dog doesn't block the way." Qin Fengyu said with displeasure.
The sly-eyed guy smiled and said: "Beauty, our boss invites you over for a drink. As for you, a soft-spoken man who doesn't know what to say, you should stay where you can. Otherwise, you won't even recognize your mother if I get beaten up." "
When I said this, I had two completely different expressions. At first, I was flattering, but later I became stern.
In their view, the average freeloader is as timid as a mouse, and will be scared to death if they are threatened even a little bit.
Mr. Qin understood that they had run into gangsters. You guys are really short-sighted. There is no difference between making trouble for two high-level cultivators and hanging yourself.
But he did not get angry directly. Instead, he turned to the beautiful inspector and said, "Now you know the disadvantages of eating at food stalls. Not only is the food a mixed bag, but the diners are also a mixed bag."
"Boy, get out of here and don't disturb our eldest brother's interest." The guy said sternly, then his expression turned 180 degrees, and he smiled and said to Qingya: "Beauty, our eldest brother is the boss of this generation, the all-powerful one. He is much better than this weakling, let me introduce him to you."
"I'm not interested. Get out of my way. I told you that a good dog won't block the way. Are you worse than a dog?" She said angrily. She had already been very angry by Qin Feng just now, and now she encountered someone who didn't know how to live or die. You little bastard, why are you so unlucky today?
It seems that places like the snack street are really not allowed.
"Beauty, why should you reject people thousands of miles away..."
"Jinima." Mr. Qin didn't bother to talk to them, he kicked them away without putting down the raised leg, and kicked the remaining ones to the ground one after another.
The boss not far away saw that I was in trouble, and immediately took out his mobile phone: "Brothers, come here, someone is looking for trouble."
After making this call, he felt uneasy and dialed another number: "Director Ren, this is Heilong. Someone is causing trouble for me. Please bring someone here quickly."