Chapter Ninety-Two: Eat More, Dry More

Liu Hedong didn't know much about Korean food, and when he heard that Song Xiuyan was going to take him to eat Korean barbecue, he was very curious.

He knows something about South Korea.

There are also stalls in South Korea, and even those vegetable markets are the same as those in China, with a sea of people and a lot of noise. For example, from the TV series and so on, South Korea, what the Chinese see is a prosperous scene, very harmonious.

It's like a paradise on earth, with beautiful women and handsome guys everywhere, and hygienic food, all of which are top-notch.

But in fact, when you come to South Korea, you will find that behind those prosperity scenes, it is similar to China.

Some humble houses can exist in the most inconspicuous places of prosperity, and there are far more people living there than there are people living in prosperity. Even if you look closely, there will be those houses built with wooden boards, which are so weak that people subconsciously feel that they may fall down as soon as they blow.

In addition, those seemingly prosperous places also have a lot of street stalls at night, which can be seen everywhere and are easy to find.

Song Xiuyan only likes one, and the male drivers are obviously familiar with the road, and they came to this Korean barbecue restaurant after a while.

The driver didn't come down to eat, just sat in the car, and only Song Xiuyan and Liu Hedong got out of the car together.

"Miss Song, you haven't been here for a long time, hey, this is ...... Is your boyfriend? Oops, it's rare, it's rare. As soon as Song Xiuyan got out of the car, a middle-aged woman with an obese figure and an apron ran out and grinned very respectfully.

"I ...... I don't. Liu Hedong wanted to explain, but Song Xiuyan didn't take it seriously at all and said: "Old rules, en...... Add two more portions of roasted meat, and make large pieces. ”

"Okay, understood, understood." The proprietress smiled from ear to ear. "You do it first, come right away."

The business in the store is not good and not bad.

Song Xiuyan didn't care about the small size of the shop here, sat on a chair and asked curiously: "Do you have this kind of stall in China?" ”

Liu Hedong smiled slightly: "I think the stalls in South Korea are similar to those in China, but in comparison, there may be more stalls in China." ”

"You also have one in China?" Song Xiuyan exclaimed.

"What's strange? In the history of our country, South Korea originated in China, and we all have the same blood in our bodies, just like you use chopsticks, we also use chopsticks. Liu Hedong said.

Song Xiuyan nodded slightly, but in the history of South Korea, the story of this piece is very vague.

After all, South Koreans themselves would not admit that they originated in China.

Most Koreans actually have the same thinking as Chinese, because the ass determines thinking, Chinese think that South Korea originated in China because China has a large territory, and Koreans think that China originated in South Korea because water flows out of the tap.

This kind of thing is entangled, because the truth of history has long been covered up by the years, and everyone can't tell it clearly.

Song Xiuyan was very smart and didn't talk much about this kind of thing, but turned around and asked, "Do you have a girlfriend in China?" ”

"Nope." Liu Hedong shook his head.

"It doesn't make sense, you're very unpopular?" Song Xiuyan then asked.

"When I was in school, I had a very poor academic record, and I was always fighting with people and skipping classes. The girls are very well-behaved, and many think I'm a bad student and never communicate with me, and those girls who dress up like rooster hair skip class like me, but I don't like it. Liu Hedong said from the bottom of his heart.

Song Xiuyan's eyes widened: "Do you often fight with people when you are in school?" ”

"Sometimes it's beaten, but it's not very often." Liu Hedong hurriedly shook his head.

"Have you ever beaten someone with this little body?" Song Xiuyan scoffed, thinking that Liu Hedong might definitely be the fastest runner in a fight with others.

Liu Hedong glared: "Why can't you beat it?" I was known for fighting at school, and several of my friends had arguments with people and called me every time, but I didn't go. People don't mess with me, and I don't mess with others. ”

"Blow you." Song Xiuyan didn't believe Liu Hedong's words.

Fights in South Korea are rare.

But even if it rarely happens, everyone has a basic understanding.

With a body like Liu Hedong, how powerful can he be in a fight?

"Then you say, are your Chinese girls beautiful or Korean girls beautiful?" Song Xiuyan couldn't help but say.

Liu Hedong said without thinking: "China is beautiful." ”

"......" Song Xiuyan seemed to be a little sullen.

In the blink of an eye, the proprietress put the meat on the roasting pan on the table, and then said gently: "It's already cooked, but it will taste good when you roast it on the pan for a while." ”

"Eat." Song Xiuyan pointed to the barbecue in the pot.

Liu Hedong didn't plan to be polite this time, he planned to settle the bill by himself, of course, he ate without saying a word.

"Why did you eat it all in one bite, you have to wrap it up in Su Ziye and eat it." Song Xiuyan sneered when she saw Liu Hedong's savage eating.

Liu Hedong asked curiously: "Isn't that how you eat?" ”

"I don't eat like you." Song Xiuyan said angrily.

Liu Hedong doesn't care so much, he won't do this kind of thing since he was a child, he picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and threw it into his mouth and ate it in a big gulp.

Only then did Liu Hedong remember: "Why don't you eat it?" ”

"I'm thinking about how much you're eating...... How big. Song Xiuyan was very embarrassed.

When Liu Hedong heard this, he remembered that this bit of food was not enough to satisfy his own meal: "Boss, two more servings." ”

"......" Song Xiuyan couldn't help but ask, "Can you eat like this?" ”

"My uncle said, eat too much, then have strength." Liu Hedong is not stingy with food at all, this is his habit since childhood.

Other people's children jumped up happily one by one during the holiday, and he came home from the holiday with a sad face.

Why?

As soon as he came home from vacation, he was left with three things left.

Eat, work, sleep.

What do you do?

He went to the ground, weeded, medicated, and threshed coal, and he did everything. None of these jobs are not hard work, if you want to do these jobs well, you must first eat a lot, if you don't eat enough, you have no strength, you can't work if you don't have strength, that house has a big bowl, he can eat two bowls alone.

Steamed buns, he can eat three by himself.

However, it was all his dream.

Because, the conditions at home can't support his two bowls of noodles, nor can they support his three steamed buns.

However, he is really able to eat and work.

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