Qiao Du and the little witch came to the gate again.

The people who had gathered here had already dispersed, because according to Qiao Dui, it was definitely impossible for the school to hold classes today, and everyone went home for the holidays.

I don't know if Bai Lian will thank himself.

But Qiao Du didn't do these things for Bai Lian's gratitude, he was just a passing hero.

As mentioned before, the Foreign Chinese School affiliated to Jiangcheng University is a day school, therefore, there are many snack bars and small restaurants near the school.

"Well, it looks delicious."

Standing in front of the freezer at the fried skewer shop, the little witch hesitated and didn't know what to choose.

There are so many things.

"Why don't you have some green peppers?"

Qiao Du pointed to a whole large green pepper.

"This isn't spicy."

"Don't be embarrassed!"

I don't know if it's because of the prejudice of the island people themselves, or if the green peppers over there are really not good, in various film and television works, the island people have quite resistance to the green peppers.

Qiao Du is going to break the prejudice today.

He stuffed two green peppers into the basket.

"Bananas are also delicious when fried."

Pointing to the banana in the freezer, Qiao Du said.

"Huh? Fried bananas? What kind of dark cuisine is this? There's no way I'm going to eat this in my life, absolutely impossible. ”

The little witch was stunned and shocked.

Qiao Dui casually put two bananas into the vegetable basket.

"You're all about yourself."

The little witch scoffed at Qiao Dui's behavior.

After taking a bunch of food, Qiao Du took the vegetable basket and handed it to the boss.

"Why didn't anyone come today, and it doesn't seem to be a holiday."

The boss took the vegetable basket handed over by Qiao Dui, and muttered to himself, "The main source of customers here is students, and today at noon, the business of the whole street is relatively deserted, which is surprising."

"It's because the school found Cao Cao."

Before Qiao Du could finish speaking, she was covered by the little witch maiden.

"Cao Cao?"

The boss was puzzled.

"Cao Cao must also like fried skewers, right?"

The little witch hurriedly snorted haha.

"Indeed, if Cao Cao could eat our fried skewers back then, he would definitely not have died of a headache."

The boss nodded.

The shop was empty, and Qiao Du and the little witch found a random place to sit down.

The fried pot is sizzling, for the little witch, this kind of thing is quite wonderful, in Wajima, everything is wrapped in batter and fried into tempura, but the fried skewers here obviously don't need so many operations, and the high-end ingredients only need the simplest cooking method.

The boss quickly brought a plate of fried skewers.

Looking at the fried chili peppers that were brushed with sauce and sprinkled with chili powder and exuded an attractive fragrance, the little witch couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"Want to eat?"

Twilight sat across from her and asked.

"It's not that you can't taste it."

The little witch turned her face away.

"If you want to eat, say it out loud, say, I want to eat!"

Qiao Du said earnestly.

"Wait a minute, what kind of joke were you talking about, I'm going to call the police."

The little witch complained.

"But it's really delicious."

Qiao Du used chopsticks to pull a whole green pepper off a bamboo skewer and put it in a plastic bowl and handed it to the little witch.

"Well, then I'll take a bite of it."

She picked up her chopsticks and took a small bite.

"Uh-huh, it's hot."

Before she could taste the taste, she first felt the hot food she had just caught.

Soon, though, the smell of fried green peppers spread.

"Mmmmmm

At this time, she was much more honest and did not have a hard mouth.

Deep-fried rice cakes, fried tofu slices, fried cabbage, fried chicken thighs, croquettes, and the two of them soon began to eat all kinds of fried skewers on their plates.

The owner of the skewer shop served fried bananas again.

This fried banana is similar to the fried thing in the little witch's cognition, it is the type of paste wrapped in a layer of batter on the outside, with the experience of green peppers, she did not shirk too much, but generously picked it up and took a bite.

"Surprisingly, I didn't expect it to be quite delicious!"

The little witch exclaimed.

"I'll just say it."

Qiao Du also took a bite of his own hand.

"We also have a lot of parents here who come to eat secretly."

Seeing this, the boss said while taking care of the oil pot.

"Why do parents want to steal food?"

The little witch was puzzled.

"Because my parents were also students when they were young, they would come to the food stall after school."

The boss explained.

The students ate all kinds of snacks in the mobile carts at the school gate, and now that they have grown up and have their own children, they inevitably eat a little secretly when they pick up and drop off their children from school.

And if the students find out that their parents have eaten it, then for the sake of equality, the students will definitely eat it too, so they will eat it secretly before school is over.

Therefore, some people ridiculed that the food stalls have changed several owners, and the people who eat are still the same.

"That's good."

The little witch sighed that she usually didn't have the opportunity to eat snacks, so she went on a mission with her sisters, and when she stayed outside, she had the opportunity to go shopping and drink, but that was also a rare situation.

After lunch, Qiao Du and the little witch looked at the schedule.

The little witch is a supernumerary and does not need to follow visitors to those meetings with the island culture.

Joe Twilight is fine, and the person who received Lubyanka's entertainment will complete the task.

"Why don't you go to an art exhibition?"

The little witch proposed.

With the arrival of representatives from various countries, the cultural exchange summit in Jiangcheng was also officially opened, and various art exhibitions were held one after another.

"There are also exhibits from our side in this art exhibition."

She smirked.

It's probably the same psychology as a little girl who wants to take her boyfriend to see the specialties of her hometown.

"Then go."

Qiao Du thinks that it is also excellent to see more of the world, and going to the exhibition can be a bright fish, why not do it.

The two bought tickets online, walked half and half eaten, and walked to the door of the art museum.

This is a small art museum, located on the banks of the Lingjiang River, with several posters hanging on the outside, with the name of the exhibition written on it, what is the modern art exhibition.

On weekday afternoons, there were not many people watching the exhibition, and after checking the tickets, the two quickly entered the exhibition hall.

The so-called modern art, Qiao Du didn't know much about it, but it was always a work of art, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw a painting hanging on the screen at the door.

This painting is colorful, but it also looks deep, in layman's terms, it is colorful black.

The note on the side reads that this is a modernist artist from the Wasteland Group, who is trying to present the color of "darkness".

How much art is in this, Qiao Du doesn't know, he just feels that this picture is a little familiar.

"Isn't this what the Chosen Game looks like when it travels through a foreign land?"

Qiao Dui said in a word.

The reason why I eat fried skewers is because I eat fried skewers! It's a pity that there are no fried bananas here, unfortunately.

(End of chapter)