Next in Chinatown, Zhang Lang carried Sidrani on his back, walked from place to place, walked through one place, and ate one place.

The two of them were like locusts in transit, desperately eating all kinds of things.

Of course, in the process, it was Sidrani who ate the most.

Oh my God, this small girl turned out to be a giant, big foodie.

Next, the two of them ate a lot of Chinatown's famous Chinese meat dishes.

Chicken, duck, fish, etc., etc., I ate a bunch of them.

The chickens that the two have eaten include Turkish turkey, charcoal-grilled roast chicken, Chinese spicy chicken and so on.

The duck was eaten with authentic Peking duck.

Fish, two people eat the most, what steamed catfish, crispy whole fish, stewed crucian carp, boiled yellow eel, mandarin fish hot pot......

Whether it's stewed, Huaguo crucian carp, yellow eel, or hot pot,

In short, what you eat greasy can't be greasy anymore.

After eating all the chicken, duck and fish, Sidrani patted his little belly with satisfaction and burped.

The San Francisco River in the dark of night is quiet and cozy.

The wind blew and rippled across the river.

Even in the dark of night, you can still feel the throbbing of the river.

On top of the San Francisco Bridge, two people stand on top of the towering bridge deck, looking down on the San Francisco River.

The river trickles by, accompanied by a cool autumn breeze, but it has a different taste.

At this moment, on the San Francisco Bridge, two people are talking about something.

These two people are naturally Zhang Lang and Sidrani.

"Zhang Lang, I'm so happy today, thank you so much!" Under the light of the bridge, the sparkling water reflected the girl's excited little face.

It can be seen that she is indeed happy.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be so excited, so jubilant.

"Ah, Sidrani, how can you say thank you to me, I was just going out to play with you." Zhang Lang smiled, that's right, he just thought that this girl was good, and went out to play with Sidrani.

Sidrani looked at the flowing water, looked back at the man who was only a one-sided relationship, bit his lip, frowned slightly, and then smiled again.

That is, Zhang Lang can say such a thing, if it is in Germany, who would dare to say such a thing to himself? Who can say such a thing to themselves.

It feels good to have friends.

This is the most profound thing Sidrany has felt in 28 years.

At least, after getting acquainted with Zhang Lang, I finally met a friend who could play and play.

In Germany, where Sidrany appeared, which time was not escorted by a large group of men and horses, and which time was not a strict martial law.

Most of Sidrani's impression of the streets, there should be quiet, and there is no one left.

There is no way, after all, Sidrani is a treasure in the German medical community, and it is natural that such a genius girl is under special protection in the German Empire.

Therefore, every time Sidrani went on a visiting school or attending a lecture at a German university, there would always be a large number of personnel from the German Security Service to clear the roads for her and check for heretics.

So, in Siderani's impression, it was natural that there were not as many people as I saw in the Chinatown of San Francisco tonight.

Sidrani could confidently guarantee that he had seen more strangers tonight than he had seen in the past twenty-eight years.

Everything, not because of anything else, is because this person is Zhang Lang!

Zhang Lang, a boy from China.

How so?

In Sidrani's impression, there are no words to describe Zhang Lang.

It doesn't work in the words of the German Empire, nor does it seem to work in the words of the Chinese Empire.

No, no, maybe there is a word to describe Zhang Lang.

That's right, that's a word for Huaguo.

Odd!

Pretty weird.

That's right, it's the word "weird".

Zhang Lang turned out to be such a strange person.

But perhaps it was because of the strangeness that he was able to take himself away from the venue of the International Medical Symposium.

It was precisely because of Zhang Lang's strangeness that he would follow him away.

Wait, my head is a little dizzy.

Why is this happening......

"What's the matter, Sidrani, your face looks so red!" Zhang Lang is rarely relaxed, so looking at the San Francisco River, there is an indescribable relaxation, and in a blink of an eye, he suddenly finds that Sidrani's face is as red as the clouds on the horizon.

God, does that mean Sidrani is shy when he sees himself?

It's obviously impossible, this girl is from a Western country, and it stands to reason that she is very open, not to mention, two people treat each other as friends, so there is no idea of men and women.

What's more, Sidrani's body shape is the appearance of a junior high school student, and Zhang Lang can only treat this kind of girl as a younger sister, so naturally he won't have much thought.

In Zhang Lang's understanding, in addition to eating and eating, Sidrani is only interested in medical research, so he will not have ideas with himself.

Zhang Lang...... How did you become two people...... Uh, it's three people now......" Sidrani burped, looked at Zhang Lang, his body swayed, and the drink bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a pop.

"Sidrani, be careful!" Zhang Lang grabbed the wobbly girl.

Oh my God, what the hell is going on?

Looking at this little girl, how can she look like she is drunk?

Zhang Lang picked up the drink bottle on the ground, and it was written on it, "Pineapple beer drink, containing 0.02% alcohol".

"I'll go, and I'll get you drunk at 0.02 percent alcohol!" Zhang Lang patted Sidrani's face, "Sidrani, can you be more sober?" ”

"Uh...... Zhang Lang, how do I feel that the world is spinning, and besides, I'm so dizzy, hey, I don't seem to be dizzy, I'm so sleepy...... Huhuhu......" As soon as Sidrani finished speaking, he really fell asleep in Zhang Lang's arms.

"......" How does Zhang Lang describe the situation in front of him?

A little girl, I said to you, I was sleepy, and then I fell asleep.

My mother, you Sidrani was born to be a "Awakening Emperor", no, it should be said that it is a "sleeping god"!

Zhang Lang felt that if he was with Sidrani, he would definitely be able to go to a "nap when he said he would".

Of course, this is the opposite of "just go travel".

In the middle of the night, holding a little girl is not a thing.

Zhang Lang hugged Sidrani, and then picked up the drink bottle on the ground.

Bang Dang -

With a soft sound, Zhang Lang threw Sidrani's drink bottle into the trash bin next to the bridge.

Because it was very dark, the two green garbage bins next to the bridge, one recyclable and one non-recyclable, Zhang Lang couldn't see clearly, so he casually threw them in.

Anyway, when I bought the drink, which boss also said that their drink bottle is a natural green and pollution-free made of wheat straw, so no matter how you throw it, it will not pollute the environment.

So Zhang Lang didn't have any psychological burden when he threw it.

Zhang Lang asked, "Sidrani, where is your hotel in the German Empire?" ”

Sidrani replied: "Huhu......"

Zhang Lang asked again: "Sidrani, if I don't speak, I'll throw you on the street!" ”

Sidrani replied: "Huhu......"

Well, no matter how you ask, this little girl won't answer.

By the way, Sidrani has a cell phone.

But Zhang Lang took out Sidranny's small pink mobile phone, and when he was about to call Michelle, he stopped again.

It's not because Zhang Lang doesn't want to fight, but because Zhang Lang remembers what his "killing doctor" master once said.

The German Michel family can be said to be the most rigorous, even the most demanding, and the most stubborn and meticulous.

It is true that Zhang Lang can use his name as a "killer" master to temporarily "order" the Michelle family to make her agree that she can go shopping with Sidrani.

But if Sidrani was drunk in the middle of the night after eating a mess at his place, then after calling Sidrani again, the result would be quite bad......

What's more, Zhang Lang also found a good excuse for himself, that is, he couldn't read German, so naturally he couldn't find Michelle's phone......

Well, Zhang Lang knew that this was a lie to himself at all.

Although he can't understand Sidrani's phone, Zhang Lang can also understand the icons that represent call records, and Zhang Lang also knows that Sideraney's most recent call was made to Michelle not long ago, so the first call record is naturally Michelle.

……

Well, the most important thing at the moment should be to find a hotel for Sidrani.

After all, it's the middle of the night, and the cold wind is blowing.

If he stayed in such an environment all the time, it didn't matter if Zhang Lang was injured, but his body was already very seriously damaged.

This is San Francisco, near the west coast of the United States, and even at the end of winter, the air is still very humid and moist, so when it blows, it is a considerable blow to people's joints.

And Sidrani was already frail and sickly, so naturally he couldn't suffer like this.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lang no longer hesitated, and directly carried Sidrani on his back, took this little Lori, and went to find the hotel.

Sidrani was very weak, so Zhang Lang didn't dare to look for a room that didn't look good, so he chose a hotel in Chinatown that looked quite luxurious.

Door.

Orange lights, accompanied by a slight music.

This hotel looks quite high-spec.

At this time, a young man on night duty greeted Zhang Lang warmly after seeing him come in.

Zhang Lang looked at the list of rooms, and was hesitant to open two rooms, but he thought that he was not worried about Sidrani alone, so he opened a double room.

"Boss, bring me a double room." Zhang Lang said.

"Okay, sir, do you want to open an hourly room or a suite?" The young man asked.

"Uh, hourly room, suite...... Ah...... I don't seem to have any money with me...... No, it's a ...... spent" Zhang Lang found a very bad thing.