Following!

Everyone came to the door of the carriage. Nangong was in the corner on the right side of the door, and a large number of threads were dug out by him, and then he picked out two and lit the fire.

The door is open!

When you see it, it's a world like a paradise. Here, too, is a carriage, but it is a vegetable cultivation carriage. There are a lot of things that have been cultivated on both sides, first vines, and then a variety of vegetarian dishes. There are several hard-working employees who are working in the industry.

"Wow!" Curtis and the others, their mouths wide open.

Zheng Xiaotian didn't speak. He said in his heart, what is there to be so much about this? Is it the wow-sai land or the woh-sai plant? If it's just the dirt. Then, the cement floor everywhere in Sanzhen City is full of mud, and the cement floor is inseparable from the soil. If it is a wasai plant, then the annual yield of any small village is multiple here.

"Minister, are you alright?" A staff member looked at the ugly old woman and said.

Now, the ugly old woman's hands are handcuffed. Of course, there is a piece of cloth on top of the hands, and even if you look closely, it is impossible to see the handcuffs. She's a prisoner, and a prisoner with a little bit of face.

"I'm fine!" The ugly old woman said indifferently.

The ugly old woman took Curtis and the others through the past carriage.

The next carriage is the aquatic carriage. Above the wall of the carriage is a water tank with a variety of fish. Whether it's the vegetable train or the aquatic car just now, these things are made, and none of them are eaten at the end of the car. And what can you eat at the end of the carriage? Cockroaches, a few spiders, and a few foot insects are mixed to make it, and it looks like a durable jelly, but in fact, you will vomit when you think about it.

"Wow!"

When they arrived at the aquatic car, everyone was congested again.

Zheng Xiaotian's right hand slapped on his cheek, and he covered his cheek. He said in his heart, what is there to do? It's just some fish. There are so many such things in the three towns and mayors. Regardless of the quantity, there are more types of species than there are here.

Zheng Xiaotian is not a person who has grown up here for more than ten years, and he will never be able to understand the mood of Curtis and others. From the beginning of getting on the train more than ten years ago to the present, the soil, I have never seen it, the vegetables, I have never seen it, and the fish, it is even more impossible to see. It's simply, it's living a life of eating cockroaches. I was still deceived into eating, and I was very happy to eat.

The group came to the end of the carriage, which was a small stall. There is a man who looks like an African chicken, and he is cooking Japanese food. It's hard to imagine how authentic Japanese food would have been if it hadn't been made by the people of Toei.

Everyone, they just can't wait to sit down. Only Zheng Xiaotian, he was not in a hurry, and sat down with a gentlemanly demeanor. Japanese food, Zheng Xiaotian really doesn't eat much. At least as far as he can remember, he hasn't eaten it for a year or two.

However, this did not prevent Zheng Xiaotian from having a Japanese food store at his doorstep when he was in Sanzhen City. He could see it every day, and he was not interested. Therefore, it is not that you have not eaten it for a period of time, but when you see it, it is like a treasure. He visually inspected that the Japanese restaurant at his doorstep was estimated to not be consumed for ten years. No, it's not ten years, it's not a year before it ends. By that time, the destruction rate on the ground had reached more than seventy percent. Of course, these are all afterthoughts, and they are not listed at this time.

"Sir, eat something!" After the black man questioned everyone, he looked at Zheng Xiaotian.

"Hot dry noodles!" Zheng Xiaotian said casually.

"Huh?"

That is, the noodles are scalded with boiling water, scooped up when cooked, and then thrown into a bowl, and then mixed with sesame paste, preferably a little sesame oil. The fragrant one was held in front of me. Zheng Xiaotian put his hands on the table, as if holding a bowl of noodles, he lowered his head, took a deep breath, and said: "The aroma of sesame paste, the aroma of sesame oil, it's just, that's listening." ”

"What do you mean by listening?" First of all, this is what the blacks don't understand.

"This mahjong game, if you are about to paste cards, that is, ninety percent of the stage where you may win money, that is the rhythm of listening to the head. At that time, your mood will be better than ever. Mmmm, it is equivalent to your understanding in this way, when this bowl of noodles is held in front of you, you take a deep breath, and your mood is extremely good. Zheng Xiaotian nodded.

"Well, what's that hot dry noodle?" The black man asked.

"I'll go, just now I told you the principle of making zuò, you didn't learn it, did you?" Zheng Xiaotian looked at the other party and rolled his eyes.

"Uh...... Well, we don't have this thing here! The black man laughed.

"Well, it's better to change it. Bring me a scalp! Tofu guy is okay too! Zheng Xiaotian said.

Negroes, they've never heard of this kind of thing.

"Do you dare to speak properly?" Curtis couldn't listen anymore and shouted at Zheng Xiaotian.

"Okay, I'll talk well. Be sure to speak well! Zheng Xiaotian lowered his head and said that he felt guilty. After thinking about it, what is delicious in Japanese food? What can barely be eaten is a food that is copied from the Celestial Empire.,Ramen,Yo Xi,So yo tired.,That's it.。

"Bring me a bowl of ramen!" Zheng Xiaotian said.

"Huh?" The African man once again looked at Zheng Xiaotian with his mouth grown.

"Don't tell me that you're running a Japanese food stall now." Zheng Xiaotian's right index finger tapped on the table.

"I'm a Japanese food stall!" At this point, the African man nodded.

"If you open a Japanese food stall, you don't know what ramen is?" Zheng Xiaotian got up angrily, grabbed the African man's collar and said, "Why are you playing with me?" ”

"Do you dare to speak properly?" Curtis looked at Zheng Xiaotian.

"I've been a little grumpy lately, forgive me, forgive me." Zheng Xiaotian let go of the African man and straightened the collar of the other party.

"What do you need, sir?" The African man asked.

Zheng Xiaotian's eyes were spinning around. At a glance, I took a fancy to the swordfish above my head. Immediately, his right hand stretched out and said, "I'm going to eat this." ”

"Can you talk properly?" Curtis stood up.

"What do you need, sir?" The black man looked at Zheng Xiaotian again and asked again.

"Just give him something and just plug his mouth. I'm getting bored. If you're giving me a grinding question, and I'm going to overturn your stall and leave you with no business, believe it or not? Curtis pointed to the African man.

The African man stopped asking and started making Japanese food. He said in his heart that all the goods he met today were hot goods, and he must not give the other party mustard.