Chapter Seventy-One: Broken Chapters
The time to hurry was very fast, so fast that He Shang had already appeared on the bluestone brick pavement before he could react.
The smell of cow dung a few days ago seemed to still remain, and He Shang was still a little in a trance.
As a guy who has never been far away, he has left Liucheng and come to another place all of a sudden...... He Shang was a little uncomfortable.
The road is full of traffic, and even in the afternoon when there is less traffic, there are still a lot of trucks and pedestrians on the streets.
The wheels are running, and the street and roadside are all foreign. What a painful sight in the heart, if it is sad and sad, people will probably sing poems and songs to reflect the pain of leaving their hometown.
But the man-eating beast is destined to have nothing to do with the poem.
The sword had been taken out of the cyan cloth bag in his bosom, and now it was attached to his waist. After all, this is Jinsha Town, a strange place, a land destined to be not peaceful. The devil knows what happens.
It was still early, and He Shang hadn't eaten or drunk a stomach-filling meal. I just came to Jinsha Territory, so it's not good to act recklessly.
It took a lot of effort to find a roadside stall owner on the street, and it took a lot of effort to vaguely ask for the location of the nearby restaurant with gestures and repeated words.
The general direction of the restaurant is near the east, and He Shang also walked there. Along the way, he cautiously observed what he saw.
There were noticeably more people, and there were many livestock carts carrying goods. But the unusual view is that there is too much variegation.
Ordinary people wear brown clothes on weekdays, and few colors such as cyan and white appear. But what we see today......
He Shang secretly swept his eyes away, and could only say that it was a lot whiter.
Armed with a sharp blade such as a sword, he is strong or has a long breath, and most of them are holding a horse by his side. The expression on his face was solemn, and his gaze around him was also cautious.
Ranger can also be said to be a ranger hero who came to speculate.
It is really a gathering of heroes, and the rumors of immortal fate are moving! He Shang couldn't help but sigh again.
Retracting the visiting gaze, He Shang was afraid that something would happen, so he quickened his pace.
In the distance, a large square brown wooden plate hangs high, and the word "food" can be seen from afar. It's not the time to eat at night, but it's smoking white, if it's not a restaurant, where can it be a restaurant?
Hurrying away, looking up at the wooden sign, and making sure that he had made no mistake, He Shang stepped into the food shop that smelled of food.
A restaurant is not a restaurant, just as a kiln is not a green building. Generally speaking, restaurants are made by ordinary people who have capital and connections at home. Perhaps after a few generations, future generations will be able to upgrade it to a restaurant.
The insects in the stomach are chirping, and it is strange that the craftsmanship of this shop smells good. He Shang had already hurried to Jinsha because of his urgency, and he had only eaten a few mouthfuls of water today. If it weren't for the physique that far exceeds ordinary people, he would have been starved and weak.
The interior of the store is clean and bright, and there is no greasy dirt, which shows that this store pays great attention to cleaning. He Shang looked over there, several tables were full, pushing cups and changing lamps, chatting happily.
The business of this store must be very prosperous, but now it is not the right time, and it can be regarded as a vacant seat, and there are one or two tables without squatting.
He Shang touched the money bag on his waist, thinking in his heart that such a good store must be more expensive, and there was a trace of stinginess on his face.
But He Shang quickly overcame this reluctance and walked towards the vacant position.