Qiao Ling'er seemed to be worried in her heart, and she looked around from time to time.

Seeing Qiao Linger's nervous look, Xiao Yang couldn't help laughing.

Qiao Ling'er opened her almond eyes and scolded angrily: "Why are you laughing at?"

Xiao Yang quickly shook his head, dared not speak, and turned his head aside.

After a while, the owner of the restaurant used a large dining stud to bring the food ordered by Xiao Yang and Qiao Ling'er to the table in one breath. Then, without saying a word, the cat went to the back of the counter and lit the remaining half of the cigarettes, sucking with great pleasure.

Qiao Ling'er looked at the food in front of her. It was not just dark food. The food in Han Dynasty emphasized "color, fragrance and flavor". On the other hand, the food in A Sanguo on the table did not look good, and it had a strange smell. As for the taste... Qiao Ling'er really couldn't speak.

"Why don't you eat?"

"I'll wait!"

Qiao Ling'er sat in a daze on the chair, staring at the food in front of her, and fell into entanglement.

Xiao Yang no longer paid attention to her, and grabbed a piece of rice with his hand and chewed it in his mouth.

He could not deny that the food in A Sanguo did have a strange taste, but under the pressure of the situation, no matter whether it is a black cat or a white cat, the one who can catch the mouse is a good cat! Similarly, being able to eat enough now is the key.

Qiao Ling'er stared at Xiao Yang and asked in a low voice: "How does it taste?"

Xiao Yang nodded only and made no sound.

Even if his vocabulary is rich in content, it is really difficult to find a suitable word to describe this indescribable meal.

Qiao Ling'er swallowed her saliva and her stomach made a "gurgling" protest. She finally bit her teeth and tried to put a piece of rice into her mouth. But before she could chew, she retching twice and hurriedly spit out the rice in her mouth.

Then she quickly picked up the water beside her and wanted to rinse her mouth, but she would never have thought that even the water in the A-San Restaurant had a unique smell, and another sip of water was sprayed out.

The middle-aged man behind the counter seemed to have already seen such things, and his eyes just glanced lightly in the direction of Xiao Yang and Qiao Ling'er, then retracted his eyes and continued to smoke.

Qiao Ling'er's face looked like earth, she waved her head on her own and murmured: "This is the most unpalatable thing I have ever eaten in my life!"

"Then it seems that I have to wait and find a place to live and have some instant noodles to solve the problem!"

After tasting the food from A Sanguo, Qiao Ling'er even felt that even instant noodles were considered a delicacy on earth.

At this time, a van suddenly stopped outside the restaurant door. As soon as the door opened, five or six people rushed out of the car.

The five or six people dressed in clothes and looked like people from A Sanguo, but they were not old, at most they were in their early twenties. They rushed into the restaurant with sticks in their hands.

The restaurant owner who was smoking a cigarette comfortably the second ago was so scared that he was so scared that he came out from behind the counter in panic and walked towards the group of people.

The restaurant owner quickly walked to the leading yellow-haired guy and said timidly: "Arigo, what gust of wind has blown you?"

"Damn it, don't you know why I came?"

The yellow-haired boy cursed arrogantly, poking the restaurant owner's forehead with his fingers.
Chapter completed!