Go west for about a dozen miles, turn around and walk for a few minutes, and you will see an ordinary small village. There are no name plates in the village, only a concrete road runs through the east and west, and there are few pedestrians on the road, only a few old women and old men sitting on stone benches chatting. According to the boatman, this place is called Stone Cliff Village.

After a moment's pause, Kazi's stomach was rumbling with hunger, and he saw the Chanel watch on Poromer's hand, the hour hand pointing to twelve.

"Langege, where will there be food? Even if it's a snack. ”

As they walked, they didn't see any restaurants or anything like that, and they missed even the first shop. The villagers were all dressed in plain knitted clothes, and when they saw them walking in fancy clothes, they looked at them like little monkeys in a zoo.

Unable to stand the passing experience, Alain Bu pulled down his face and asked the old villagers.

"Uh, hello, do you have a place to eat here?"

They stared at him with wide eyes, then turned their heads and whispered for a while, and one of them, the white-bearded father-in-law with a fan, spoke, and Alain Bu could hear his words in their characteristic dialect: "Yo, young man, we don't eat, we only eat noodles." ”

"Now, if you continue to walk a few dozen meters ahead, you will see a small noodle restaurant." The old man pointed to the place they were going.

After thanking a group of old men, the group hit the road again.

"Why don't they eat? Could it be that they are too lazy to cook? Kazi asked.

Alain Bu pretended not to hear, and Poromo replied for him, "It's because they like to eat noodles, Brother Kazi." ”

"Oh, actually, I also like to eat noodles, and it's not interesting to eat every day."

I don't know how long it took to walk, but the long journey made them a little tired, and their pace gradually slowed down. Poromo suddenly tugged at Rakaczi's sleeve, and Kazi looked in the direction of her index finger, where there was a relatively small shop that could only accommodate dozens of people, and the word "noodles" was clearly written on the red sign. There are also a few erected fish tail banners underneath, and when a breeze blows, they look like a group of red carp desperately swimming upstream.

After that, you don't have to think about it to know that a four-person table in the noodle restaurant was occupied by their group.

An old man in his fifties and sixties heard the noise and hurriedly slipped over from the back kitchen. Seeing that they were three strangers, his brows couldn't help frowning, and with the professional level of serving the whole village, he told him that these people had a lot of backgrounds.

"Hehe, what do you want to eat?" The old man wore a white scarf on his head, and his hands kept rubbing.

A tantalizing aroma wafted from the back kitchen, and Kazi arched his nose to smell it, and Poromo next to him first noticed the menu posted on the wall, and pointed it out to Alan Bu, who was about to ask a question. I saw a few snacks listed on the square menu: lean meat ramen, three fresh net wontons, fresh meat wonton noodles, fried noodles, etc., and the latter ones were not known at all.

After some heated discussions, in the end, Alain Bu chose the fried noodles he had never tasted, while Kazi and Poromo chose the fresh meat wonton noodles with local characteristics and the three fresh net wontons. It is the only small noodle restaurant in the village, and it is fair if you just look at the price.

The old man was not the only one in the store, and in less than ten minutes, all three snacks were served. The three of them no longer cared about the appearance of the dishes, and immediately feasted on them.

After eating and drinking, Kazi burped, Po Luomo took out a tissue and carefully wiped his mouth, and the conscious Alan Bu got up and went to pay, because he was worried about the food problems caused by the long distance, he bought three more meat buns and put them in his backpack.

The afternoon sun is not scorching, the warm sun shines on the earth, and everything is greedily bathed in the rare warmth at the end of the year, which is completely different from the coldness of the beginning of winter.

Two or three open-top tricycles were parked at the entrance of the village to the west, and the drivers were resting comfortably in them. At this time, the three people who were quietly approaching were drowsy, and they borrowed the back seat of the car to take a nap without asking the driver's consent, and the body shook slightly a few times, and the sleeping driver did not resist.

As the minutes ticked by, the coachman's peculiar smell seemed to attract annoying flies, who were particularly fond of his oily skin. Finally, our coachman was so annoyed that he raised his hand and waved, stretched out comfortably, yawned and woke up.

When he saw a few people behind the car, he immediately came to the spirit: sleep and business will come!

He was about to get out of the car and make a gesture to wake them up, but he didn't expect that the shaking just now had awakened the three of them from their light sleep.

"Hey! When did you use my car as a bed? The old man asked as soon as he spoke.

Kazi's mouth opened wide: "We're going to requisition your car soon, can't we sleep?" ”

"It's not impossible......" the old man touched the back of his head, and his tone was muddy, "So where are you going?" ”

Although he already knew the answer, he couldn't help but ask.

"Eriva of the Dragon Country, you know, we're going there."

"Oh...... It's so far away, you have to pay fifty per person. Seeing that they were foreign tourists, the old man decided to trick them.

Suspiciously, Alain Bu took out the map in his backpack, which was a simple map drawn by Yin Yun on the fly, which recorded the wild area between the country of Play and Eriva.

The three of them looked side by head sideways, vertically, and even diagonally, but they still couldn't see how long the distance was, and they didn't look closely at the time anyway. This was the most educated place for Alainbu, and he did a rough calculation, feeling that the distance should be a little more than twice the distance they had traveled.

"I don't think so, we are in a group of three, so the cost must be cheaper." Alain Bu saw through his machinations.

The old man waved his hand: "Okay, you say a price, if I can accept it." ”

Without saying a word, he held out three fingers.

"What?" The old man thought that he must be crazy, and this posture had to fight with the domineering aunt who bargained in the vegetable market, "I said young man, are you kidding?" Did you know how many sleeps I have to sleep to take on the next business? ”

"It doesn't matter, there's no one missing you here, I can ask the next one." Alain Bu gestured and raised his feet to leave.

"Hey! Wait. The old man finally sighed, "Count me as a good person to the end, anyway, you have slept and still refuse to get out of the car, I can't do it if I don't agree." ”

And just like that, a group of people went straight to the west. Under the gray-blue sky, a green tricycle drives on the uneven yellow sand road, surrounded by Gobi and sand, sparsely populated, and occasionally a few small secluded farmhouses.

And this additional bump can't stop their desire to sleep.

Alain Bu looked at the two people who fell to the side, and very calmly took out his mobile phone and clicked on the message interface, their kind elder had already sent a message.

"Have you arrived? It's time to say something. ”

"It's here!" He quickly replied.

Anyway, the president didn't say anything, so there should be no problem in agreeing, he just wanted to end this boring question quickly.

"It's good to arrive, and I'll be back as soon as I'm done." A reassuring expression was added to the back.

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