Kang Lele didn't care, and after glaring at him with his nostrils, he swaggered as usual and walked in Haixin. Looking at him like a black and fierce god, a white tiger in mourning, and a burly back who doesn't cause trouble to everyone, the boss looks so scared that he wants to speak. But in the end, he swallowed his saliva painfully, and whispered behind a few people: "You don't need money to add noodles; (∩´﹏`∩);”

Haixin was caught under the armpit by Kang Lele, thinking that he would be dismantled by Alipay in a moment, and his heart was full of bitterness (☍_⁰). So the boss's words floated into her ears, and it was also in the left ear and out of the right ear. After all, this is a three-Michelin restaurant, how can it be like a street box lunch, white rice is enough to add rice and does not cost money (☍_⁰).

But as soon as she stepped into the store, she was no longer in a hurry to deny herself. Because although the signboard of this store is glittering and tall in terms of material and content, the decoration inside is not consistent in style. It's not even as imposing as a makeshift tavern for a midday stay.

There were as many square tables and benches as possible in the small space, but there was not a single guest in sight. There are no flowers, no mood candlesticks, no tuxedo waiters, no expensive crystal lamps, just deep dirt on the table (゚Д゚三). Aside from having a roof and four white walls, perhaps calling it a roadside food stall wouldn't be too much of a problem. And it's such a humble restaurant, but a hand-painted oil painting hangs on the wall behind the cash register.

The scenery and composition of the picture are very simple, the Gobi yellow sand is like blood, and the flying snow. Although the painting is very delicate and lifelike, how can it snow on the desert? I don't agree with the owner's aesthetics (. ◕ˇдˇ◕｡ )。。。

Haixin originally thought that seeing that the shop was so shabby, the grandmother would leave angrily without saying a word, but he didn't expect that as soon as her ass touched the stool, he was already sitting next to him (* ̄^ ̄*). I didn't even see him wipe the dust off the bench. So she guessed that it was estimated that the wealthy grandmother had eaten too much of the world's delicacies and had never seen a food stall roadside stall, so Leng regarded this unique decoration style as the ultimate form of returning to the basics, and the original ecological style ((¬_¬) broken).

Seeing that the grandmother who was looking at the horse's head had no intention of slapping her ass and leaving, the others also sat down one after another.

Qu Lan originally wanted to sit next to Haixin, but in a blink of an eye, she was already occupied by Kang Le Le Dove. I had to sit in the empty seat opposite the two. Just glanced at Haixin from afar, and then after the volleyball game just now, he was attacked by Kang Lele for no reason and without warning. This time, the move is called 'Kill with Eyes', and it adheres to his usual combat style. Kill them all, and no grass will grow!