The winner and defeat on the stage have been decided, and Mo Xiaoyu and Lin Jiaan did not continue to watch the subsequent awards and interviews under the stage.

The two continued to stroll in the figure shop for a while, and then left the lively figure shop. When they left, Lin Jia'an had three particularly exquisite figures in his hand, namely the Soraka figure that he had been interested in for a long time, as well as the additional female gun and female police figures. These heroes all have one characteristic, that is, the amount of ru is really amazing.

As for Mo Xiaoyu, he bought Xiaolin a hat with Xiao Timo on his head. Mo Xiaolin, who had a hat with Xiao Timo on his head, looked even more cute and agile.

From time to time, many young men and women around him looked at Mo Xiaolin. There was no way, the cute and elf Mo Xiaolin always attracted the attention of many passers-by wherever she appeared, which made Mo Xiaoyu quite helpless.

Look, after a while, many brave girls came to Mo Xiaolin with candies in their hands and communicated softly with Mo Xiaolin. Xiaolin's mouth was sweet, and she said one by one, which made the gathering of men and women talked more happily with Mo Xiaolin.

"I would have a sister who is so cute and beautiful." Lin Jiaan said with some envy to the girls surrounding Mo Xiaolin.

"Isn't Jiale also very elf?" Mo Xiaoyu patted Lin Jiaan on the shoulder and said.

"Get out, that kid. He is worthy of it?" Lin Jiaan quickly waved his hand and said.

"Okay, all beauties, we are leaving too. Xiaolin, say goodbye to the sisters." Mo Xiaoyu picked up Mo Xiaolin and said.

"Ge Ge, sister, goodbye." Mo Xiaolin said angrily.

Leaving from the figure shop, the three of them did not continue to stay in the mall and walked towards a hot pot restaurant in the distance.

There is one advantage of following Lin Jia'an, that is, you never have to worry about having nothing to eat. This guy always finds a lot of top food, from the top big restaurants that are famous to those remote restaurants hidden in poor streets and alleys, Lin Jia'an can always find it easily.

In the hot words now, this guy is a top foodie, and he is also a foodie with his own food books.

As soon as the meal time arrived, Lin Jiaan pulled Mo Xiaoyu and his sisters out of the bustling Pengcheng Square and walked into a city village in the distance. After walking around the village for more than ten minutes, he didn't know how many small streets and alleys he had bypassed, and finally arrived at the entrance of a hot pot restaurant.

Pushing open the imaginary tempered glass sliding door, cement was leaked inside, and the walls were simply painted with white background. In the restaurant, there were six to seven small dining tables for four and two large tables for eight. The table was also the most simple small wooden tables, and there were no gorgeously decorated tables and chairs in high-end restaurants.

Perhaps because the house is a bit long time, the posters attached to the wall have not been replaced for a long time. The paper on each poster has also turned into a yellowish color. The appearance of the stars who are dribbling and dunking on it is not very clear.

Such an extremely old-decorated restaurant is not bad at all. At just over 5 pm, several tables were already filled with them. The rich and fragrant butter hot pot smell came over me.

Many people opened their stomachs, drank beer and ate hot pot. The cold air emitted from the air conditioner also made this small hot pot restaurant extremely cool.

"It smells so good, Ge Ge." Mo Xiaolin sniffed and swallowed her saliva.

"Fatty, how did you find this place?" Mo Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"I once saw someone recommending it on QQ. I came here specifically. After eating it once, I can't forget the taste. Don't look at the place that is not very good and the decoration is relatively old, but this shop has a history of forty years, which is bigger than what I and you have to come together. And the taste is definitely top-notch." Lin Jiaan said with a chuckling.

After the three of them found an empty four-person table to sit down, the guy Anna of the Lin family had already started ordering dishes.

This guy ordered all the things like beef tripe, yellow-throated duck blood, duck intestines, and when he was about to go, he asked the waiter to serve a few bottles of beer and a bottle of orange juice.

The hot pot restaurant serves very quickly. In just five minutes, the fat man ordered everything. About 20 servings were neatly placed on the small wooden rack next to the table. The hot pot in the center began to boil, and the rich smell of hot pot was gulp.

"Come on, try it and see how it tastes, but it will be a little spicy." Lin Jia'an said, picking up several strings of duck intestines and starting to burn it.

"Jia'an Ge Ge, I'm not afraid of spicy food." Mo Xiaolin looked at the duck intestines in Lin Jia'an's hand and swallowed her saliva.

Mo Xiaoyu was not polite, so he picked up the beef and tripe that had just been boiled and placed them in the bowls of his and Xiaolin.

After taking a simple bite, Mo Xiaoyu felt the spicy and fresh smell coming from his mouth. Just as Lin Jiaan said, the taste of this hot pot restaurant is really amazing. It is worth it to be able to eat authentic butter hot pot in Pengcheng.

“It tastes delicious, it tastes amazing.”

"I'll just say that the taste of this place is exactly the same as a butter hot pot I've eaten in Chongqing before." Lin Jia'an said with a smile on his face.

While eating, I stuffed duck intestines covered with dry dishes into my mouth, and ate them with my lips.

Xiaolin, who was beside her, also picked up the tripe that Mo Xiaoyu handed to her and chewed it gently.

"Spicy, delicious. Ge Ge, delicious." Mo Xiaolin said vaguely.

After a brief attempt at the taste, the three of them began to feast on the hot pot in front of them and launched the most fierce attack on the hot pot in front of them. The beef tripe, duck intestines and beef kept hot, and the three of them were also full of oil.

Especially Mo Xiaolin, she scattered three bowls of cold ice powder alone.

"Xiaoyu, school is about to start in less than half a month, and we will be in the third year of high school. They said that the first half of the semester is to consolidate and review, and the next time they will study by themselves. The third year of high school is the hardest year." Lin Jiaan said with his tongue wide. This guy hadn't drunk much just now. After only an hour of eating, he poured almost three bottles of beer into his stomach.

"Well, I'm in my third year of high school. There is still half a month left." Mo Xiaoyu nodded and said.

He is not as resistant to the arrival of senior high school like Lin Jiaan. To be precise, Mo Xiaoyu is not too resistant to learning now. The main reason is that he inherited the original attributes of Mo Xiaoyu's academic master, and remembered all the previous knowledge points in his heart.

Of course, if it was Mo Xiaoyu in his previous life, if you asked him to study, in bad words, it would be no big difference to let him die.
Chapter completed!