The Spring Festival is approaching, but the roast chicken restaurant near the 16th factory in Songhai City has not rested.

Lao Feng was still guarding the counter, and the roast chicken in the back kitchen was spinning on the fire, sizzling with oil.

There aren't many people in the store, and most customers choose to take it home and add a dish to dinner. A small number of them are also owners of shops in the neighborhood.

Songhai's overall economy has deteriorated, and the street has survived on the nearby residential areas, but despite this, the shops on the street have gradually closed, and only a few shops selling daily necessities still remain.

Approaching the end of the year, the bosses have no business, so they gather at the roast chicken restaurant, eating roast chicken, chatting at the same time, to welcome the new year of this year.

"Hey, the old Chen family is estimated to be closed after the year, I don't know how long this side can last."

"It's not easy to do business now, think about the old days, there were a lot of students in the store every day after school, and now, hey, don't mention it."

"I heard that the junior high school in Factory No. 7 will be closed this year, and the remaining students will be transferred to the school in Factory No. 8."

The shopkeepers lamented that despite the rapid development of China as a whole, there were still cities like Songhai that did not keep up with the footsteps, and it is said that such cities were not uncommon, and many of them eventually merged into nearby large cities and became a satellite city, and it was not known where Songhai ended up.

Lao Feng, the owner of the roast chicken shop, did not participate in the discussion, but just watched the roast chicken intently, the master who helped before went home for the New Year, and now Lao Feng does it himself.

Jingle Bell –

The door of the store was pushed open, causing the wind chimes to ring, and Lao Feng raised his head.

He has been running roast chicken here for so many years, and he knows most of the people in the vicinity, and as soon as most of the customers walk into the store, Lao Feng knows what they want, how many ingredients to add, and what special needs they have.

However, when he saw the people who came in, Lao Feng was still stunned.

Because he doesn't know.

Entering the door were two young men in thick down jackets, one of them was tall and thin with glasses, and the other was slightly fat, both with unfamiliar faces.

"Is this Lao Feng's roast chicken?"

They had their phones in their hands and looked at the signboard in the store.

"Yes, sit casually, you want to roast chicken?"

Old Feng greeted.

"Well, here's a signature roast chicken."

The two of them only needed a roast chicken, so they found a place to sit down, took out their mobile phones, and whispered something.

Lao Feng didn't care, and chose a roast chicken with just the right color on the grill.

"Do you want to cut it?"

Lao Feng provides a knife change service here, cutting the roast chicken into pieces, of course, there are also guests who like the pleasure of tearing by hand and choose to keep the whole chicken.

"Cut?"

The other party was not quite sure, and looked at his phone again before nodding.

Lao Feng had just cut the roast chicken and served the plate, when he heard the sound of wind chimes again, this time a man and a woman, and a couple walked into the store.

The wind was howling outside, but it was warm inside, so the couple looked at it and found an empty table to sit down.

"Boss, I want a signature roast chicken."

"Okay."

Lao Feng was very happy, he didn't expect there to be so many new guests today.

As soon as he walked into the back kitchen, he heard a wind chime ringing again.

"Boss, I want two signature roast chickens."

This time it's four girls.

"Ho, Lao Feng's business is good today, the thief envy you."

The shopkeeper sitting on the side sighed.

Lao Feng also felt a little strange, why was it almost the New Year, and suddenly there were so many guests, and they were all young people who had never seen them.

He glanced at it and found that those young people got the roast chicken, and they didn't eat it immediately, and took a photo with their mobile phone and posted it on Weibo before they started, and when he served the third roast chicken, another young man pushed the door in, and the first few waves of guests chatted.

"It's exactly the same as in the animation, and even this price list has been restored, and the phantom electricity is too strong."

"We're going to go to the third episode show today, what about you?"

"What, did you come here after watching the anime?"

"I went to that nursing home yesterday, and I was shocked, exactly the same ......"

Listening to their chatter, the air in the store suddenly became lively, but the shopkeepers chatting on the side had no idea what was going on.

"What are you talking about, young man?"

One of them asked.

"Ah, don't you know, uh, there is an animation in January this year, called "Songhai Idol is a Legend", and its filming location is Songhai, and this store still appears in the animation!"

The young man who came over alone was more cheerful, so he took out his mobile phone directly, logged in to the APP of Chuyin Video Network, and found the corresponding number of episodes.

Even Lao Feng came over, he saw that in the exquisite animation, his own shop was perfectly restored, and even the menu and fried chicken were exactly the same, and in the picture that he inadvertently glimpsed, the entire Songhai was the most familiar to them.

"Hey, Lao Feng, isn't this the one you said before?"

The shop owners were a little excited, remembering that at the end of last summer, it seemed that someone had indeed come to interview here and took some photos.

In this era, how can anyone still come to photograph the broken place of Songhai?

Unexpectedly, the people at that time actually recorded this place and made it into an animation.

The young man said that he was from Ningjiang, and after watching the animation, he heard that this roast chicken was real, so he became curious, so he took the train to come here, ready to see what charm Songhai has, and it is worthy of being used as a filming location for the animation, in popular terms, this is called "Holy Land Tour".

Although Lao Feng doesn't know much about animation, it must be an excellent work to attract so many young people to Songhai.

Talking about the animation, those young people are a little more lively, gossiping, mainly talking about Songhai City, they say that although it is not very prosperous here, but those huge factories are very tasteful, they say that the taste of roast chicken is a hundred times better than depicted in the animation, which shows that the scenery here is very special, but why no one comes.

In the middle of the conversation, the wind chimes rang again, and this time it was indeed someone that Lao Feng was familiar with.

The former bad girl Zhou Ping's hair had long been dyed black, tied into a ponytail, and trotted into the store wearing wool slippers, cotton pants, and a thick cotton jacket.

"I want a trick ......"

Seeing so many strangers in the store, Zhou Ping was startled.

"Boss, your relatives?"

She finished her order and asked.

"I watched the animation."

Lao Feng didn't have time to explain to Zhou Ping, but the shop owners chattered and made it clear.

Zhou Ping, who had been preparing for the exam for a long time and had not been able to contact the computer for most of the year, realized that what Xu Rui said at that time was not a lie, he really made Songhai into the animation.

In the evening, the guests all went home, Lao Feng sat in the roast chicken restaurant, took out his mobile phone, asked Zhou Ping to install the first sound video network for himself during the day, and borrowed an account, he slowly clicked "Songhai Idol is a Legend".

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