Chief don't slap in the face

If this loses face, he will become the laughing stock of Acropolis.

"Then come here less, anyway, I like to eat very much!"

The cook smiled and put the wooden bowl on the small dining table in front of the city official.

Xia Ye didn't eat bean sprouts, but the cooks liked them, so they added bean sprouts to the cold skin on their own initiative. It was crunchy and delicious.

Seeing the cold skin piled up like a hill in front of him, Wei Zuo was a little at a loss.

"Stir it and it's ready to eat."

Introduced by the cook.

"Oh!"

Wei Zuo picked up the wooden chopsticks and stirred them. Because the Liangpi was too full, some shredded cucumbers and bean sprouts fell out, but he didn't care, but thought, this thing won't eat the dead, right?

"You are blessed, you are the first person in Acropolis who wants to use Chaoge food!"

Friday laughed: "So half price for you!"

"Ha ha!"

Wei Zuo laughed dryly, seeing Wei Ziluo looking at him, he knew he couldn't escape this level, so he gritted his teeth, picked up a chopstick, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Ok?"

Then, Wei Zuo was stunned.

That kind of translucent cold skin, Q-bomb, has an excellent touch, and is icy and cool, which makes the summer heat accumulated all over the body dissipate immediately, and after that, there is that sour taste.

hiss!

Wei Zuo couldn't help it, and shuddered.

"No, it's poisonous!"

Some onlookers yelled, and just as someone was about to jump out and grab the savage native and beat him up, the city defense officer suddenly lowered his head and started eating big mouthfuls.

suck!suck!

That appearance, is simply the reincarnation of a starved ghost!

"No way? Is it really that delicious?"

Wei Zuo was so absorbed in eating that he didn't notice Wei Ziluo's questioning look.

For a while, half of the street was silent, with one eye watching Wei Zuo eat.

In less than 2 minutes, Wei Zuo ate up a large bowl of Liangpi.

boom!

Wei Zuo put down the bowl and chopsticks, turned his head, and couldn't wait to shout at the cook!

"one more bowl!"

Chapter 303

On the long street, there was silence, and the eyes of the onlookers all fell on the empty wooden bowl.

"one more bowl!"

Wei Zuo repeated a sentence, then looked at the dining table, and found a few shredded cucumbers and bean sprouts spilled outside, immediately grasped it with his fingers, picked it up, and threw it into his mouth.

"Hiss, delicious!"

Wei Zuo closed his eyes slightly, with an expression of enjoyment on his face. He never knew that the sour taste could be so delicious.

"Isn't it? Is it really so delicious?"

"I even picked up the dropped ones and ate them. Is this guy a starving ghost?"

"But this Liangpi and those side dishes are really rare!"

The onlookers were chattering about whether the food is good or not, you can tell by the reaction of the diners. As a city defense officer, Wei Zuo has seen many people, and his official position is neither high nor low. The babysitter Chao Ge found was a bit unrealistic.

"By the way, put more shredded cucumber!"

Wei Zuo squeezed out a smile: "It's better to be more sour!"

The cook brought up the second bowl of Liangpi, before putting it on the dining table, Wei Zuo directly reached out to take it, and then started to eat, the sound of sucking was so vigorous, for a while, the Liangpi trembled and the juice splashed.

"Your meatloaf!"

The meatloaf was served on a wooden plate, and the cook put it on the side.

"Ok!"

Wei Zuo hummed, and there was still a lot of Liangpi stuffed in his mouth. He knew that this way of doing it was very aristocratic, but the Liangpi was so delicious, he really didn't want to let go!

After more than a minute, the second bowl of Liangpi bottomed out.

Gum!Gum!

After finishing the soup, Wei Zuo yelled again.

"one more bowl!"

"You can try the meat pie first, which is also a specialty of our Dachaoge. There are thirteen kinds of secret spices in the meat filling!"

Recommended by the cook.

"Oh!"

Wei Zuo picked up the meatloaf, took a bite, and his mouth was filled with the aroma of the meat, as well as the oily pancake dough, which was so crunchy and delicious that it was beyond words.

"Cough cough!"

Wei Zuo swallowed a few mouthfuls, and then choked. He hit his chest with his right hand, but he still refused to let it go, and kept stuffing it.

"Give me a Liangpi!"

"I also want!"

"I want that egg-filled biscuit!"

The local tyrants in the onlookers came out and sat by the food table. They were not short of money, and they often came out to spend. However, in this barren era, there are actually not many places to spend money.