Although it is not even as prosperous as Huaiyang City where An Yin Tower is stationed, there is no lack of vendors selling in the streets and young ladies greeting them with smiles on the roadside.
Well, the quality looks about the same as it was a hundred years ago.
But there was still business to do, so Qin Luo suppressed the idea of going upstairs to inquire about the price, and declined the young lady's kindness.
Generally speaking, this place is not a lifeless and deserted city, nor is it a dangerous city that fell into military control due to fighting against the beast tide.
Even if it weren't for such a strange location, Qin Luo would have felt that it was no different from the ordinary cities in Jiangzhou. They were all lively and peaceful, as if nothing could disrupt the order of the place.
But its existence in Lingzhou is unreasonable.
Qin Luo's main business now is to find out the reason why it is unreasonable.
He took a deep breath and walked towards the center of the city according to his memory.
It seems that the location of that restaurant was replaced by a new restaurant, or it was renovated and renovated.
It's just that I didn't pay attention to the restaurant's sign at the beginning.
So I don’t know if it has become a “hundred-year-old store” or if it has changed hands several times, leaving only the location unchanged.
Walking into the restaurant, the enthusiastic waiter immediately followed him and said: "Sir, how many of you are here? Are you dining in the lobby or going to the private room upstairs? Would you like some good tea and wine?
Or eat some chicken, duck, cow, and fish, just tell me."
Qin Luo pondered for a moment and then said slowly: "I have read an ancient book that records the scenery and history. It said that there is a good wine in Lingxiu City called 'Sankou Gan'. I wonder if I can drink it in your store?"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, but his expression returned to normal immediately and he said with a smile: "The wine this gentleman is talking about, I am a native of Lingxiu City. I have lived here for more than thirty years and I have never heard of this name.
However, the good wine in our store is called ‘Jianghu Zui’, which is a high-quality spirit. Are you interested in it?”
Qin Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his hands and said: "It's okay, I just asked casually, and I don't know whether the ancient book is true or false. If it's not there, then forget it. If we serve the food..."
He took the recipe from the waiter's hand, flipped through it a few times, and then said: "This pork knuckle, fried meatballs and coriander vermicelli. Well, I don't want these three. Just give me the rest and serve them again."
Just a pot of good tea."
The waiter was even more stunned when he heard this, and said: "Is this man going to try all the dishes on the menu?"
"Yeah." Qin Luo responded lightly, took out a silver coin from his arms and threw it over.
"Okay, sir." The waiter took the money and ran towards the kitchen with a smile on his face.
Qin Luo found a seat on the side of the lobby and sat down, lost in thought.
When I mentioned "three mouthfuls of sweetness" just now, the waiter looked a little uncomfortable.
But when I tested him later, his behavior was extremely normal, completely consistent with his identity as a waiter in a restaurant.
This made Qin Luo begin to doubt himself. These days when he was killing monsters every day in Lingzhou, his nerves were too sensitive, leading to delusions.
but.
Qin Luo has a better way to verify it.
"Turn on the hunter instinct." He muttered in his mind.
The next second.
He could sense the specific existence of the most powerful aura within a radius of one kilometer.
But at this time, he was stunned, looked down at the table leg, pondered for two seconds, and then ended the use of the skill.
…
"Master, here comes your delicious tea and delicious food!" The waiter greeted loudly, holding a plate in one hand and a teapot in the other.
"Okay, you can leave it here." Qin Luo said with a smile, "By the way, how long have you been working in this restaurant?"
The waiter turned around, tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "It's been more than ten years, or more than twenty years? I can't remember, but it's been a long time anyway."
After saying this, he held his head high and said, "My boss often praises me. The restaurant's success today is inseparable from my hard work."
"Okay, you are really neat at work." Qin Luo nodded and praised with a smile.
"Yes, I think so too, so I'll serve you the food quickly." The waiter said in a cheerful tone with the corners of his mouth raised.
Then he turned around and entered the kitchen again.
Qin Luo looked at his back for a few seconds, then slowly moved his eyes to meet the eyes of the shopkeeper standing at the front desk.
The shopkeeper grinned, nodded towards Qin Luo, and seemed to say a few words.
According to the shape of his mouth, Qin Luo could only judge that the first sentence the shopkeeper said was "feeling at home".
Qin Luo picked up his chopsticks, poked at the plate of fried fish on the table, and turned it over.
The fish skin is crispy and browned, and the fish meat is tender and white. It can be seen that the chef in the kitchen has really worked hard.
If this restaurant continues to prosper, it probably has nothing to do with the waiter, but it is definitely inseparable from the chef's skills.
He poured another cup of tea from the teapot.
A light tea fragrance overflowed and penetrated into the nose,
Even if Qin Luo doesn't need to drink it, he knows that this is an excellent cup of tea that can moisten his throat, sweeten his lips, and have an endless aftertaste.
"It is indeed a good restaurant, but it's a pity that today is not a good time to eat." Qin Luo leaned on the back of his chair, half-squinting his eyes, and muttered to himself.
The originally noisy restaurant was still noisy, and nothing seemed to have changed around it.
Qin Luo chuckled lightly.
After a while.
The waiter of the restaurant once again brought a basin of boiled beef filled with condiments and walked to Qin Luo's table.
"Why don't you use your chopsticks to eat? Although the weather is not too cold now, the food will lose its original taste after being left out for a long time." The waiter asked doubtfully.
Qin Luo shook his head and said, "I don't have the appetite."
He continued to poke the fish on the table with his chopsticks.
"Sir, if you don't have an appetite, you can ask us to serve the food more slowly. No need..."
"Look at the meat quality, this is a river fish." Qin Luo interrupted the waiter, "I once heard a rumor in that ancient book that the people of Lingxiu City were very poor because of the brutal beast tide.
Is there such a thing if you don’t eat river fish for a whole year?”
He slowly raised his head and added: "One more thing is that the water in Lingxiu City is sweet and not suitable for making strong liquor. Is this the truth?"
After saying this, the smile on the waiter's face froze, and his whole body seemed to have shut down, frozen in place.
A moment later.
Qin Luo was suddenly shocked.
The waiter in front of him, who was originally dull, simply disappeared.
His disappearance can be described as evaporating out of thin air.
Without a trace of cover, the space did not produce any fluctuations, and a large living person suddenly disappeared.