After the two of them put their luggage away, they washed their faces again, combed their hair neatly, put on their wallets, locked the door of their rooms and went out.

Chen Xinlan asked Wei Zhijun what he wanted to eat.

Wei Zhijun let Chen Xinlan call the shots.

Chen Xinlan thought for a while and said, "Then let's go eat spicy shredded pork noodles, fried pork cutlets, soup dumplings and sauce meat!"

Wei Zhijun didn't care too much about the arrangement of eating, but when he heard Chen Xinlan mention the names of these delicacies, he couldn't help but feel the urge to flow Ha Lazi, nodded and said, "Yes, it sounds like it makes people feel very appetizing!"

So Chen Xinlan led Wei Zhijun to eat these authentic delicacies in the magic capital that she loved since she was a child.

The owner of the restaurant knew Chen Xinlan, and when he saw her leading a handsome guy in a military coat in, he was startled.

I thought it was my own dazzle, after all, Chen Xinlan hadn't come to his store to eat for more than a year, but I met Chen Xinlan's grandfather a few times, and I heard Mr. Chen say that the child went to Kyoto to develop.

"Lan Lan, I haven't seen you for a long time (I haven't seen you for a long time), when did Nong come back?" asked the shopkeeper with a surprised smile.

"Uncle Xiang, hehe, Allah has returned from Kyoto, and he has only arrived today.

Let me introduce you to you, this is my husband Wei Zhijun, a soldier.

I got married, and I brought him back to meet my grandparents and parents. Chen Xinlan said with a smile.

The shopkeeper pushed the black-framed eyes on the bridge of his nose with his hand, and asked in disbelief: "Lan Lan, Nong is actually married?"

Chen Xinlan said with a smile: "I just got the certificate, and I haven't had a wedding yet!"

The shopkeeper glanced Wei Zhijun up and down, Wei Zhijun listened to his wife Chen Xinlan greet each other, his tone was familiar, and he knew that it must be an acquaintance who had known each other for a long time, so he generously stretched out his hand, "Hello, I'm Wei Zhijun, a native of Kyoto!"

"Hello, hello!" the shopkeeper shook Wei Zhijun's hand, raised his hand and invited the two of them into the lobby to take a seat.

"Lan Lan, what do you want to eat?" the shopkeeper asked.

"Spicy shredded pork noodles, soup dumplings, fried pork cutlets, and big meat with sauce, I'm sending two bottles of orange water to the two of us!" Chen Xinlan said with a few treasures.

This is the signature food of Xiang Kee Hotel, and the owner of the store smiled: "I haven't come back for so long, and I can still remember my signature dishes here!"

"That's it, Uncle Xiang, your signature dish, it's unforgettable!" Chen Xinlan replied with a smile.

The shopkeeper was proud, said 'wait' to Chen Xinlan and Wei Zhijun, and went into the kitchen to arrange for the two of them.

The waiter quickly brought the tea up.

Wei Zhijun poured a cup of hot tea for Chen Xinlan and himself, drank it in small sips, and whispered to Chen Xinlan to teach her some simple Modu dialect.

When it was time to serve the food, Wei Zhijun learned a few basics.

For example, 'you', the Modu dialect is called 'Nong'.

'We' is called 'Allah' and 'they' are called 'Ira'.

'Long time no see', called long time no see.

'Today' is called 'Today'. 'Tomorrow', called 'Ming Dynasty'.

'Old man', called 'Old Banggua'......

Wei Zhijun's study of word by word feels quite interesting.

He is quite proficient, and after learning some simple words, he can also say a few words of the magic capital with a hard erection.

Soon, the owner of the shop brought the waiter to serve the food to the two of them.

After the food was served, the shopkeeper stood at the table and said to Wei Zhijun with a smile: "Comrade, Nong Jie Stick (you are amazing), just rub the girl and find the girl Ala Modu, Lan Lan is a good girl." Don't you want to cherish it?"

Wei Zhijun listened to the shopkeeper's words in a half-understanding, nodded and smiled: "I know, I will be good to Xinlan wholeheartedly!"

"Go on the road!" the shopkeeper gave Wei Zhijun a thumbs up and left with a smile!

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