The next morning, Jing Ran opened his phone and saw that it was already 8.30, and he set the alarm clock for 7.30 in the morning, and he didn't hear when this thing rang. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

To say that he got up late, this matter is completely Jiang Shaobai's fault. He originally wanted to go to bed early last night, but Jiang Shaobai pulled him to make a copy, and said that it was Jing Ran's last carnival before bidding farewell to his game career.

But the crux of the matter is that for Mao He's carnival, he has to help Jiang Shaobai do the task of playing a copy. And the most hateful thing is that the equipment he hit is nothing to do with him!

Faced with Jing Ran's questioning, Jiang Shaobai replied to him directly, "Won't you stop playing in the future?" What else do you need to equip for?"

Just such a sentence directly made Jing Ran speechless.

As a result, the two of them carnivaled like this, and they went to the carnival until the second half of the night.

Then it caused him to sleep until 8.30. It's not uncommon for Jing Ran to sleep until the afternoon, but today is a special day. He's made an appointment with Elshara to have breakfast together this morning!

Jing Ran can now imagine Aishara's eyes full of resentment! ~

He hurried to the toilet and briefly freshened up. Jing Ran pushed open the door and entered the dungeon. As expected, Elsara, Amrath and a few other city guards were already waiting there.

As soon as he came out of the city lord's domain, Aishara pounced with a face full of grievances, and she pulled Jing Ran's arm unhappily and said,

"Brother Jingran, it's almost 9.00!"

She has been waiting for Jing Ran here for more than an hour, how can she make a girl wait for so long! Aishara's heart was already full of resentment.

Jing Ran glanced at the alarm clock on the big cat, and thought weakly, isn't there still 10 minutes? But he didn't dare to say this, and he didn't see that Aishara was about to go berserk. He didn't dare tell Elshara that he had overslept.

Jing Ran smiled wryly, speaking of which, he still issued the time decree, but in the end, he became the first person in the dungeon who did not abide by the time.

Jing Ran glanced at Doraemon who was squatting next to the statue of the city lord, and said in his heart whether this counted, and he had found himself a problem.

It's embarrassing, that prince broke the law and was guilty of the same crime as the common people. He thought it would be better to atone for his sins with good food.

"I'm sorry, I'm late" Jing Ran hurriedly apologized, "In this way, I'll invite everyone to eat something special, which can be regarded as compensation"

What's delicious? When Jing Ran said this, not only did Aishara have no resentment, but even Amrath and several of his elven guards stared at Jing Ran with bright eyes. After all, isn't it just for the sake of food that such a group of people have been waiting for the city lord to come in the morning?

Since that night, when the whole city had a big dinner, Amrath had no interest in the black bread and boiled meat that was usually served in the city, although there was still white rice in the city, but there was no stir-fried food to accompany it, and they felt monotonous when they ate too much.

Now that Jing Ran said that there was something special to invite everyone to eat, the group of people were eager.

These guys are really foodies in the elf clan~

Jing Ran didn't talk nonsense, he turned around and went home. He didn't ride either, and when he got out of his compound, Jing Ran walked towards the mouth of the alley.

Jing Ran's home is in the CB area, going back decades, this side is still an industrial zone, and the largest infrastructure factory in the province in the past is near his home, so it will be lively here.

However, with the collapse of the second infrastructure factory and the planning of the XC area, Jing Ran's family is slowly lonely. But even so, several of the more famous delicacies are in his vicinity.

Jing Ran wants to invite Aishara to eat Lao Wang Douhua today, Lao Wang Douhua is not a big store, but the taste is very unique, how many years have it been the taste of childhood. He heard that Lao Wang Douhua has been on the food map recently

Jing Ran loved to eat his bean curd when he was a child. That unique soft and slippery feeling, Aishara they definitely like to eat.

When I arrived at the tofu stall, the old couple selling bean curd were still there. Jing Ran hurriedly greeted them,

"Uncle Wang, Aunt Huang"

Uncle Wang is in his 50s, and he still looks like he is in his forties, with few white hairs.

"Jing Ran, it's early to wake up today."

Uncle Wang used to be in the same unit as Jing Ran and his father, so he and Jing Ran were not so foreign. Jing Ran also knew that the old man was joking with him, and he said with a smile,

"Uncle Wang, don't be funny, it's early, it's 9 o'clock, bring me two bowls of tofu flowers"

"You also know that it's not too early, it's sold out early," Uncle Wang said to Jing Ran.

"Huh?" No, he was counting on this bean curd to comfort Elsara's wounded heart.

"Your mother didn't leave you food in the morning," Uncle Wang asked

"No," Jing Ran said dejectedly.

If only he had left, he could still pack it and bring it over, yesterday he was thinking about having dinner with Elshara and them in the morning, so he didn't let his mother bring his share.

"To you"

Jing Ran was about to go back, Uncle Wang took out a bowl of bean curd and put it on the table,

"There are no two bowls, just this one, but the bottom of the bucket is a little broken. I originally kept it for myself, but I gave it to you when you didn't eat. ”

"Great, I haven't eaten your bean curd for a long time." Jing Ran said happily, and then Jing Ran asked again, "Then I took it, what are you eating?" ”

Uncle Wang was happy, "You still care about me, then don't take it away"

"I'm polite to you, you said that you always eat bean curd, don't get tired of panicking, you can change something else today."

Jing Ran hurriedly snatched the bowl over, but didn't hear the old man say that this was the last one. Aisharah, they are all waiting for this bowl of bean curd to fill their stomachs.

He asked Uncle Wang again for a bowl of rice, and the bean curd with rice was the most delicious. He loved this bite since he was a child.

Jing Ran looked at Uncle Wang and sprinkled small ingredients into the bowl, the red color made people can't help but drool when they look at it. Speaking of which, he was also stained with the light of Aisharah. Usually it's afternoon when he wakes up, and if he hadn't made an appointment with Aisara and them for breakfast, Jing Ran wouldn't have been able to eat the long-lost bean curd.

Jing Ran paid the money to leave, and Uncle Wang said to Jing Ran, "Xiao Ran, I heard your mother say that you stay up late all night, which is not good for your health, you should pay attention to more activities." ”

"Don't worry, starting tomorrow, I'll get up early every day to run."

When Jing Ran walked away with the bean curd, Aunt Huang couldn't help but complain, "As long as you talk a lot, you can get it as soon as you sell people, what do you say other people's children see?" ”

Uncle Wang said, "Say what's wrong with him, my father and I are Lao Tie, and I said that he has to listen to it." ”

"Yes, as long as you are a living Lei Feng, no one Gui Fang can take care of it, what do you say you are doing there."

"Hey," Uncle Wang sighed, "It's hard for Gui Fang, Lao Jing has been gone for so many years, and her son is not angry now." ”