2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

The dormitories in the Special Branch are all single rooms. Although the area is not large, they are fully equipped with beds, tables, chairs, sofas, TVs and other furniture. In addition to independent bathrooms, there is also a small kitchen. The conditions are better than most single apartments on the market.

The cafeteria on the first floor only provides Chinese cuisine, and the dishes provided are surprisingly rich, covering all kinds of tastes from all over the world, but there is no local South Vietnamese cuisine.

"If you want to eat, just turn left and go up the street in front of you. The food is more authentic than our cooks." The aunt who is serving food said so.

After returning to the dormitory with a full meal, Yan Muyun suddenly felt that this kind of life seemed quite good. Not to mention the generous income, free food, clothing, housing and transportation that are above average to a certain extent, as well as a series of other benefits, it is no wonder that some people voluntarily go to foreign countries to develop in unfamiliar places.

Changan came to see him at night, saying that he wanted to convey the words of captain Xing Xiuxian: "Captain Xing asked me to emphasize to you again that you can go out for a walk these two days, but try not to run too far. Calculate the time for the arrival of the alien species. Just recently. When I notify you, it's best to be back within ten minutes... at the latest, and no more than twenty minutes at the latest, otherwise I'm afraid the alien will react if you wait too long. Get rid of our tracking. After all, shape-shifters can be said to be the type with relatively high IQs among alien species. Especially after three advents, when they have a sufficient understanding of our world, it will become particularly difficult."

Yan Muyun naturally agreed to the other party's instructions. In the final analysis, the purpose of this operation organized by the college to integrate resources and contacts was just to help him further obtain the ability of the shapeshifter. As the only beneficiary, he must cooperate as much as possible if he can.

The guard booth is a small house with two floors, inside and outside. Lao Zhang sleeps in the bedroom on the inner floor at night. It is said that the living space inside is larger than the staff dormitory.

"That's it, you guys have a mission here, don't you want to delay it?"

"By the way, why don't you go have breakfast? Are you waiting for someone?"

After all...strictly speaking, these two can be considered the same age, right?

About five minutes later, Lao Zhang raised his chin and signaled: "Your friends are coming down."

I found a Nanyue Pho restaurant in the city and tasted the local authentic soup noodles.

Yan Muyun glanced behind him with a guilty conscience, and when he saw no one coming out of the dormitory stairs not far away, he covered his mouth with his hand and leaned forward and said softly: "I want to ask you something. It is said that it is from South Vietnam... .Hmm... It can be considered a 'traditional delicacy'. It should be relatively rare. I don't know the name. Let me describe it to you..."

Yan Muyun turned around and looked around. Yan Long and Ye Buyu walked out of the corridor one after another, and somewhere on the third floor, a dark face was revealed looking down.

...

Yan Long and Ye Buyu, who were engrossed in eating rice noodles next to them, also raised their heads and looked over curiously.

"Do you know what this is?"

"If you don't delay, don't delay. I'll definitely be back in time."

However, Yan Muyun chuckled and gave it away: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, life must retain a sense of mystery to bring surprises."

Then Wei Min grabbed the railing and jumped directly from the third floor to the ground. He landed just in front of Yan Long. He turned around and showed his white teeth and gave a thumbs up: "I'm not the slowest now." .”

A night of silence.

Yan Muyun chuckled: "That's right, you probably don't know where I went to university."

"Hmm...huh? Why do you ask that thing? Can you get used to it?" Lao Zhang's eyes widened as he listened.

Early the next morning, Yan Muyun got up, washed up, and went downstairs happily. However, he did not go to the cafeteria. Instead, he stood directly in front of the door and said, "Old Zhang, I want to ask you something."

"Oh, okay, thank you."

"The past is too painful to look back on." Yan Muyun waved his hand: "Hurry up and eat some noodles. After eating, let's walk around for a while. Later I will take you to find truly unique South Vietnamese delicacies. I guarantee that you have never tried anything like this in your life. of."

"The empire that never sets on the dark culinary world, the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland... It seems that only Great Britain is left now. It seems that Northern Ireland has become independent a long time ago?"

"Yes, it's that small island country that only has fish and chips." Yan Muyun bared his teeth and said, "The food there is really unpalatable. The cafeteria sometimes provides Chinese food, with four different dishes that look completely different. , the texture and taste are almost the same, and I can’t stand it after a few mouthfuls. The reason why I can still maintain a weight of more than 200 kilograms there is basically due to the Chinese restaurants in the city center, and Indian restaurants. South Vietnamese or Thai restaurants support it.”

"Huh... you say it." Lao Zhang held the tea cup and blew on it, took a sip, and narrowed his eyes into thin slits, obviously enjoying the cup of hot tea in the morning. In his hands, there were clean plates and a porcelain bowl with a layer of porridge left on the bottom. Someone from the canteen must have helped bring breakfast to him. He had already finished it.

Yan Muyun chuckled: "I've only seen it on a video before, but I don't know if it's real. It's a rare trip to learn something even if you don't eat."

"fish and chips."

"You used to weigh more than 200 pounds?" Wei Min grasped the key point.

"where?"

"What are you looking at? You are the slowest." Yan Muyun waved in greeting.

After the four bowls of noodles were served, Yan Muyun was not in a hurry to eat, but he was the first to take out a green leaf that looked like an onion but not an onion from his bowl. Without waiting for anyone else to answer, he explained on his own: " This is lemongrass, also called lemon grass, which is used in many dishes in South Vietnam. This also forms the characteristics of most dishes in South Vietnam. It has a sour, sweet and refreshing taste, and it is almost effortless to eat. "

"What is it?" Wei Min asked.

"Oh, this young man, what the fuck." Lao Zhang said in a straight tone.

Lao Zhang was also happy, shook his head and put down the tea cup in his hand: "Okay, you young people like some strange things. But this thing only existed in the villages of South Vietnam in the past, and it should be relatively rare recently. I have heard of it , there is a small shop in the old neighborhood on the outskirts of Xicheng that sells it, the specific address is..."

Wei Min lowered his head and took a sip of the soup. He found it really sweet and sour, refreshing on his lips and teeth, which opened up his appetite. He couldn't help but ask, "I didn't expect you to be quite particular about eating?"

"As I said, it's a rare trip to experience the local customs. My friends and I have agreed to go out to eat something different today."

After going back and forth like this, the two men, one old and one "young", actually chatted warmly together, like old friends they hadn't seen for many years.