Zhao Cheng seemed to be taken aback by Zhang San's voice, and hurriedly retracted his chopsticks.

"What's the matter, brother, you won't cry if you don't want to eat, right?"

"Since you like potatoes, eat more!"

Zhao Cheng picked up the dishes with potatoes around him in a bit of a panic and gave them to the photographer.

In the live broadcast room, laughter has become a sea of joy.

[(funny) Is it possible that the photographer really likes to eat potatoes?] 】

[(covering his face and laughing) These Wolong and Phoenix Chicks, I really died laughing, the photographer probably doesn't want to see potatoes in his life after eating this meal, right? ] 】

[Hahaha! Why are these people so effective together? 】

[It's understandable that No. 23 doesn't know the inside story, but Brother Lu's ability to understand, I can only give full marks! ] 】

[If everyone hadn't watched it, I felt like the photographer would have picked up the meat on the ground and eaten it!] 】

【……】

[Popularity+1+1+1+1+1......]

[Popularity+1+1+1+1+1......]

At this point, the potatoes in the photographer's bowl had become a small mountain.

He showed a smile that was uglier than crying, gritted his teeth and looked at the few people in front of him, and said viciously:

"I'm really.... Thank you! ”

The three of them waved their hands at the same time: "You're welcome!" ”

……

For half an hour, Lu Chen's mouth was full of oil, and the dishes on the table were already empty plates.

The waiter on the side looked at the few people in front of him who couldn't hold it anymore with shocked faces, and these dishes were about ten people.

The four people in front of them actually ate it cleanly, and they didn't even let go of the potatoes as a side dish?

What exactly are the stomachs of these four people made of?

In fact, most of these dishes are eaten by Zhao Cheng and his photographer.

Because the two of them were tired under the sun all day today, they did all manual work, and they didn't eat three meals in the morning, noon and evening.

The amount of food is staggering.

Both of them looked a little guilty, and Zhao Cheng even took out the money from his hand and prepared to pretend to pay.

However, Lu Chen, who was sitting on the side, opened his mouth first.

"Waiter, calculate how much we have!"

Zhao Cheng rolled his eyes, hurriedly took out the broken change, and said politely:

"I'll do it! Anyway, we ate a lot of them! ”

There are some five and ten yuan of change, and according to his experience, the waiter will definitely not look down on these broken changes, so the meaning is fine.

Besides, all this money is added together, and it is estimated that it is not enough to live without this meal.

As Zhao Cheng expected, after seeing this pile of broken change, the waiter showed an unnatural look of disgust on his face, and walked directly towards Lu Chen.

"Sir, it's five hundred and eight in total, just wipe it on your five hundred!"

Lu Chen nodded, took out a wad of red "Grandpa Mao" and handed it to the waiter, burping.

When Zhao Cheng saw Lu Chen giving money, his hanging heart finally let go, and he was going to slip away after eating.

"Look at how embarrassed you are, obviously we ate too much, and it ended up breaking your bank!"

"In this way, if you meet you next time, you must let me treat you to a meal!"

Zhao Cheng was very familiar with the polite words, but the smile on his face seemed to have betrayed him.

Lu Chen didn't care about this, he just nodded and agreed.

"Then the next time you meet, will you treat you to dinner?"

The two tacitly knew that since they were both guests of the program group, in addition to sleeping, there were basically cameras next to them with the live broadcast on.

If you want to avoid one side, you can do it completely.

And Zhao Cheng also has this intention in his heart.

This meal is really profitable!

Zhao Cheng stretched comfortably and left with the photographer.

Looking at the backs of Zhao Cheng and the two gradually leaving, the photographer was a little indignant.

"Brother, these two people are obviously taking advantage of you, isn't it just a matter of five yuan?"

"As a result, they came to us, and our man took advantage of five hundred!"

He and Lu Chen ran for a day, and although they didn't get any guests, they could also experience a little bit of hardship.

For this reason, I must have some regrets in my heart.

However, to his surprise, Lu Chen seemed extraordinarily calm.

Instead, he waved his hand unexpectedly and stopped his next complaint.

"Don't always look at people with colored glasses, you see, don't people feel sorry to go, and leave us some money?"

Lu Chen looked towards the position where Zhao Cheng was sitting just now, and the photographer followed Lu Chen's gaze.

I found some money scattered on the ground, and one of the red "Grandpa Mao" was very conspicuous.

"They still have money?"

The photographer was a little stunned for a while, how could this not match his first impression of Zhao Cheng just now!

"Maybe, people just want to do their best, but they are embarrassed to give it to their face?"

Lu Chen slowly picked up the money and counted it.

Good guys, there are really a lot, there are about two hundred in total, and they all account for almost half of the cost of this meal.

The audience in the live broadcast room also expressed their amazement.

[(Shocked) I'll go!] That the twenty-third actually gave money? It doesn't look like it's going to give money! 】

[I always don't think he's a good person, but people actually give money, I'm sorry I shouldn't judge people by their appearance! 】

[Maybe I was just overly complacent before the 23rd, but it's actually pretty good? 】

[(laughing and crying) Hahaha! What are you making up for your brains! I just came from the live broadcast room on the 23rd, and he lost his money, and he laughed at me! 】

【……】

On the other side, in front of the hostel near the food stalls.

The photographer looked at Zhao Cheng in front of him with some guilt, and seemed to be a little reluctant.

"Brother... Wouldn't it be nice for us to eat so much and leave? ”

When Zhao Cheng heard the photographer's words, he shook his head, without the slightest shame on his face

Chronic disease.

"What's wrong, I saved forty yuan and had a big meal!"

"But ......"

The photographer wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhao Cheng.

"I said that next time we meet, we will invite you back, and besides, this is about the final 50 million grand prize!"

"It's really not good, I won the lottery, I'm just compensating him well, no, now we're real competitors!"

After Zhao Cheng finished speaking, he walked into the hotel, touched his trouser pocket and said to the photographer:

"Hurry up, stop grinding, take out the money and have a good night's rest!"

The photographer looked at Zhao Cheng blankly: "Brother... Isn't the money with you? ”

"You... Didn't you take it? ”

Zhao Cheng took out all the change in his pocket, but it seemed that a lot was missing.

The photographer shook his head, as if he had thought of something.

"No! It can't be dropped, right? ”

"Dropped? Impossible! I have zipped it in my pocket, and I haven't taken it out in the middle, how can I fall off? ”

Zhao Cheng was a little confused, and suddenly, the two looked at each other as if they were in their hearts.

Say in unison: "Food stalls for dinner!" ”

In the food stall, the photographer looked at the scattered change in Lu Chen's hand and was puzzled.

A conclusion was finally reached.

"Brother, do you think it's possible that the two of them accidentally got rid of it?"