The afternoon is leisurely and the early winter sun in Kyoto City is clear and warm.

The café was full of people, the doorbell rang, and two figures walked in.

"Give him a cup of coffee of any kind, and the fat man will ask me for a spicy pork knuckle." The fat man stood on the service desk with one hand, touching his fat chin, his black eyes dripping, "Don't add coriander to pork knuckle, more green onions, fat man, I haven't opened meat for two hours." ”

The waitress was startled by the fat man who came out, and raised her eyes to see the ring scar on the fat man's bald head: "Yes, I'm sorry, our café doesn't sell pork knuckle." ”

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This is also a café in the King's Hotel, with elegant taste, high-end catering, and all the coffee and afternoon tea are sold, and there is no down-to-earth food like pork knuckle.

"There is no pork knuckle, or fried chicken thighs and stir-fried kidneys and cold white meat." The fat man was embarrassed, and looked back at his teammates, "Lao Bai, should we change to a place with meat to eat?" ”

The fat man Zhao Fugui just came back from Hanshan Temple to take the make-up exam, and by the way, he participated in the finals after that.

After eating a vegetarian meal without food for a month in the temple, the fat man was hungry and lost ten pounds, and he needed Kyoto's food to nourish his dry little heart.

This café doesn't sell pork knuckle?

The waitress smiled wryly and looked embarrassed: "I'm sorry." ”

"You ate half a roast suckling pig at noon, and it's only been a few hours!" Bai Chen held his forehead, his light-colored eyes crossed helplessly, "Yu is me who will take you back to the feeling of the game, you refuse to train at the base, only here will be a moment." ”

The fat man touched his round belly and sighed.

"Little sister waiter, table thirteen, add a glass of brown sugar macchiato."

From the other side, a young man came running, wearing a white baseball cap, wearing a Valentino limited edition white jacket, and Nike sneakers, looking handsome, full of energy and vitality.

When the waitress saw the lively and sunny grievances, she immediately bent her eyebrows and asked with a courteous attitude: "This guest, you wait a moment." Is there anything else your girlfriend needs? ”

Shen Yi straightened out his white baseball cap, looked everywhere with black eyes, and asked, "Little sister, do you sell lollipops here, or other candies?" My little Chunchun likes to eat candy. ”

The waitress covered her mouth and smiled, and said enviously: "We just have a candy imported from Italy here, and we will bring it to you later." It's really rare to have a considerate boyfriend like you now. ”

The waiter turned around and told the backstage what he needed.

Shen Yi was happily waiting at the front desk, and he caught a glimpse of the fat man who was also waiting next to him.

This fat-headed, big-eared, oily-faced, reincarnated Maitreya Buddha guy will never be forgotten by anyone who looks at it.

Shen Yan's eyes lit up, and he leaned against the front desk: "Yo, brother, aren't you the Zhao Fugui of the 'teasing me' team?" I've seen you before, and it seems that you're still a lay disciple in some temple. ”

The fat man hated being called "Zhao Fugui" by others, and stared at Shen Fugui who came out of nowhere.

Looking at Shen Yi's expensive brand, the fat man's eyes were even more disdainful: "Fat man, I have an English name, you can call me Jack Zhao, or Jake." ”

Shen Yi was about to make a few jokes, but Bai Chen, who had been silent next to him, suddenly narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Bai Chen walked over and asked lightly: "You are the local tyrant of the WD team." ”