If Zhao Mingyang wants to truly integrate into this world, he must start from the bottom and find a sense of reality and existence, otherwise like the previous state, Zhao Mingyang will either have mental problems, or he will become an emotionless NPC, or he is completing a task.

For him personally, this is a very bad sign.

If a person finds that he is in a bad mental condition, he must adjust and actively choose treatment, otherwise he will suffer endlessly, and he knows better than anyone else that he has mental problems.

Zhao Mingyang can let go of everything and choose treatment first.

I don't know how other reborn people can have no barrier with the reborn world, but Zhao Mingyang has a big gap and a strong sense of tearing, maybe he is still too weak.

It's like a person who suddenly goes abroad to settle down, some people have no barriers, and some people have a hard time adapting, and it takes a long, long adjustment period.

Zhao Mingyang took a deep breath and looked at the time, it was seven o'clock in the evening, and it was not yet time to eat, and there were not many people on the night market, so Zhao Mingyang walked around alone.

There are street singers singing with stereos, and the night market street security guards patrolling are driving away, Zhao Mingyang watched carefully, one party is for the livelihood, and the other party is also for the livelihood, but the positions of the two sides are different.

If the security guard lets the wandering singer sing here, and the administrator sees that his salary will be deducted, maybe they want to listen to the song too, and the wandering singer is kicked out of the night market street, it means that there may not be any income tonight, and then he has an argument with the security guard, and begins to scold the security guard for bullying people.

Passers-by condemned the security guard one after another, why didn't they let the wandering singer sing here, but the security guard could only vent his anger on the wandering singer and resolutely refused to let him sing here.

The resident singers in front of the shops are very happy that the security guards drove the wandering singers out of the night market street, because this wandering singer comes here to sing every day, which affects their performance, after all, this group of singers who sing in front of each store has a fixed position, and they have to pay a fee to the store every month, and also to the night market street management.

The contradictions caused by different positions make the people who were originally at the bottom have no resonance, only opposition.

Zhao Mingyang chose a shop called Ah Cheng Barbecue.

There are no residential buildings near this night market street, so it is very lively, not afraid of being noisy to the residents being reported, the road is very wide, ten meters wide, so each shop puts the table at the door of the store, more than 100 meters of long street, the waiter directly on the street to pick up customers.

The street is full of food stalls with storefronts, and customers basically don't eat in the store, so they feel that there is no need to come here to eat in the store.

It has become a gathering place for people who eat food stalls, and most of them come here just to eat on the roadside.

Food stalls have always been a way to express fireworks in many film and television dramas, why?

Because here are all three religions and nine streams dining together, there is no identity and occupation at all, the customers of the meal include corporate white-collar workers, some play music, some students, and a family of several people come here to eat, and a group of low-level bastards or something.

The noisy sound, some people can't stand it, and some people enjoy it.

Zhao Mingyang walked to the door of Ah Cheng's barbecue, outside the door are several large refrigerated cabinets, inside are all kinds of barbecue ingredients, take a small plate to choose by yourself, and give it to the boss after choosing, there is no specific price, and it is easy to charge indiscriminately if the price is not marked.

After Zhao Mingyang asked the price one by one, he picked out what he wanted to eat, and took the bill recorded by the waiter, looked at the price and the things he chose, and ordered something about 80 yuan, 70 yuan barbecue plus a bottle of beer.

I have to say that the consumption here is really not low, and a string of mutton skewers costs three yuan.

took out his mobile phone and looked at it, the program that Li Yanqing made for Zhao Mingyang really worked, and automatically sent a voice message to his little cousin to tell her to get up, Zhao Mingyang recorded a lot of voices, and sent messages to other girlfriends regularly.

I'm no longer afraid of forgetting to send a message to my girlfriend asking them if they have eaten, miss you, what are you doing, etc.

Zhao Mingyang's mobile phone is not lower than the mobile phone security level of the President of the United States.

You have to enter a double password to enter the main system, and there is also a tourist mode, multiple WeChat clones, which belongs to a specific version.

"Boss, I'm adding a fried pho." Zhao Mingyang said,

looked at the phone, turned on WeChat near the person, quickly turned it off, how can there be such a professional problem.

Five minutes later.

"The old man doesn't mind sharing a table." Zhao Mingyang sat down in front of an old man with gray hair and a white beard and said, this old man is too stylish, with white hair tied into a small braid, wearing a light gray split Tang suit, a pair of black cloth shoes, and one thing to say, this is full of people.

The old man held a pipe and watched Zhao Mingyang lose: "You just came to Pengcheng." ”

"The old man has good eyesight, he just arrived here," Zhao Mingyang said.

"This is not a good eyesight, like you are young, this point to eat, basically just come from other places, after nine o'clock like Ling this age of talent, come over and put the computer on the table, while masturbating the string while typing the keyboard." The old man laughed.

"That's also the old man's careful observation." Zhao Mingyang said with a smile.

"You kid is very good at talking, I don't know, I think you have something to ask me, I come here to eat something every day, so I can see it." The old man squinted and said cautiously.

"There is really one thing to beg the old man, I just came here, I have been here a few times, but I didn't grow up in this city from childhood to adulthood, how long have you lived here, old man? I just want to know, what kind of place is this? I'm a columnist, and I've been writing a story about Pengcheng recently, but I don't know how to write it. Zhao Mingyang looked at the old man and said, he needs to cut into the topic from this point to inquire about the Xu family.

It's like when you see an introduction to a person in the media and you go to the local area to inquire about that person, it's guaranteed to be exactly the same as what the media says.

And the Xu family that Zhao Mingyang wants to inquire about is basically unknown to everyone in this place.

There are also skills in inquiry, Zhao Mingyang first locked the old man, first of all, the old man has a good temperament and is well dressed, which proves that the old age life is very good, either he has savings, or his children are good.

This kind of person has obtained a lot of news, not every old man has experienced and understood a lot, and some old people have never even been out of a radius of ten miles in their lives.

I don't necessarily have more cognition and experience than a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child.

"Columnist? Which media is it? I used to be a columnist, so we're part of the same class. The old man looked at Zhao Mingyang and asked with a smile,

"I'm doing self-media, I'll show you our account, we mainly do online, I don't know if you understand." Zhao Mingyang took out his mobile phone and showed the old man a Weibo account,

"Understand, why don't you understand, don't look at me I'm over seventy, I play all of these, I can't be out of touch with the times, let me see, are you this institution? You're catching up with the good times, and we will have such a platform, and we don't have to squeeze your head into the newspaper office," the old man said.

Zhao Mingyang frowned, it was enough to inquire about the Xu family from this old man, it is estimated that he is very cautious, if this old man is not in the media, but easy to inquire, he also blames himself for having more words, he already knew that he didn't need the identity of a columnist, just use the identity of a photographer.

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