Yijun went out of the military camp and walked to the nearest city according to the guidance of the handsome insect envoy, but fortunately there are few roads in this era, just follow one road to the end. After twenty or thirty stops along the way, he finally arrived at the city gate before nightfall.

The three big characters on the city gate appeared in front of him mightily and domineeringly, good guy, I don't know a word.

Yijun rushed into the gate at the last moment before closing the gate, grabbed the insect envoy who was busy closing the gate and asked what was written on the gate, and was almost kicked out. When he entered the city, he walked aimlessly along the street, and found that the city was quite prosperous, and the shops on the street were still open at night, and the red lanterns were hung at the door of the shops, and the red lights of the street were beaming.

The most foul are the food vendors, all of whom set up large pots to cook fish soup and broth on the street, or grill fish and crabs on a charcoal stove, which attracts the aroma of smoking the whole street.

Yijun stood in front of the cauldron and admired a fat proprietress making a big spoon, his stomach rang seventeen or eighteen times, and finally mustered up the courage to come forward and ask: "Boss, do you need to hire someone to do the work?" Dishwashing, closing, soliciting customers or something. ”

The proprietress had already seen that he was not pleasing to the eye, and hurriedly waved him away, Yijun was hurt by his self-esteem, and was about to turn around, when he heard a familiar voice: "A bowl of wontons." ”

Yijun turned around in slow motion with excitement, only to feel that Yan Xingyu, who was sitting at the table waiting for food, was a little more handsome than before.

He strode to the bench across from him and sat down.

Yijun: "Hey, hey, what a coincidence." ”

Yan Xingyu: "......"

Yijun saw that his heart was overjoyed, and after a brief greeting, he raised his hand and shouted loudly to the proprietress: "Two bowls!" ”

Yan Xingyu opened his mouth and didn't say anything in the end. Yijun took chopsticks from the bamboo tube and rubbed them in his hand, Yan Xingyu's wontons went first, and the proprietress just put down the bowl, Yijun quickly stretched out the chopsticks and stirred them into his bowl.

Yan Xingyu almost couldn't control his expression: "What are you doing?" ”

Yijun moved his bowl in front of him, scooped a wonton with a spoon and blew vigorously: "I'm starving to death, you eat my bowl." ”

Yan Xingyu just wanted to kick him out, but he didn't know Yijun's identity and didn't want to cause trouble in the mainland, so he had to swallow his anger and wait for the second bowl.

Yijun devoured the soup and juice and ate all the bowls of wontons bigger than his head into his stomach, only then did he feel that his belly and back were separated, the boss came to settle the bill, Yijun wiped his mouth, and his chin gestured to the opposite side: "Find him to knot." ”

Yan Xingyu just finished eating, he put down the bowl, there was something strange in his eyes, it seemed that he had never seen such a skinless person as Yijun.

He put down his share of the meal money and got up to leave, Yijun got up with him, and the proprietress hurriedly grabbed him: "You haven't paid yet." ”

Yijun raised his head and asked her, "Who called the bowl I ate?" ”

The proprietress looked at him, then at Yan Xingyu, and Yijun asked, "Is it his name?" Should I ask him for money? ”

The hostess nodded.

Yijun asked again: "Who ate the bowl I called?" Did he eat it? Should he give the money? ”

The proprietress looked at Yan Xingyu, she felt that this logic was not wrong.

The surrounding diners and passers-by all looked at this side, and it was really embarrassing to make trouble, and Yan Xingyu had to pay Yijun.

Yijun was satisfied, trotted up and followed him and said gratefully: "Thank you, we have a life and death tribulation, and we didn't make you a friend in vain!" ”

Yan Xingyu rolled his eyes with a face.

Yijun couldn't see his expression, so he made his own decision and messed up with Yan Xingyu. He had just crossed over, he didn't understand anything, he wrote the book, he created the world, and it seemed that everything here was very familiar, but everything was very strange.

Yijun looked all the way, clinging to Yan Xingyu and walking a few streets, he had already thought about it: Yan Xingyu is indifferent, but he is not like a wicked person, this kind of cold-faced person is usually soft-hearted. He was penniless, and he had a fateful friendship with him (?). Yan Xingyu is not too ruthless to him. After a while, Yan Xingyu will definitely have to find a hotel to live in, wherever he lives, Yijun will also live, it's a big deal to stay in the same room for another night.

But Yan Xingyu walked around the city for several hours, shopping around the big and small vendors on the street and not ready to rest. Yijun was so tired that he sat down in the middle of the street and wailed: "The dinner has been digested, the night snack stall has been closed, we should go back to sleep, right?" ”

Yan Xingyu didn't look at him, and disappeared into an alley in a blink of an eye.

Yijun saw that the meal ticket was gone, so he had to stand up and keep up.