"By the way, where are we going now? Shall we put our luggage first? How about I take you to the hotel? " As he drove, he asked Yang Song this question.

Yang Song took out his mobile phone and turned it on. Uncle Chen didn't send a message. He didn't know where the hotel was, so he couldn't go.

Originally, Yang Song knew that he would go to the military area command tomorrow, so he could let the snake go back first. However, Yang Song heard Chen Jianguo call before he got off the plane and turned on his mobile phone. Such a person can't do without a telephone.

The meaning of the phone call is to ask him to go to the branch office of the company. Originally, he said that he would send his friend to the company first, and then he would talk about it two hours later. It happened that the snake had already arrived, and Yang Song asked the snake to follow him.

"Well, I haven't had lunch yet. Why don't we have some delicious food first! I want to eat Kyoto snacks, fried belly! Do you know where to eat? " Yang Song seldom came to Kyoto, even if the place to play, he did not really care, after all, watching TV is enough.

There are mainly snacks here. Since he opened his own shop, Yang Song often checks the food in various regions, especially in Kyoto. Several kinds of food here are particularly attractive to Yang Song.

What roast duck! The donkey rolls! Fried noodles with soy sauce! Burst belly! Stew and fire! Another thing, Yang Song especially wants to try it. It's bean juice. It's said that many people feel sick, but many people like to eat it.

When talking about snacks, Yang Song felt that his words suddenly increased.

"In fact, it's not only the fried tripe, but also the stew and fire in Kyoto. I'd like to try it. You can take me to a more authentic place, and I'm also curious about the bean juice!"

"So much. Do you want that much for a meal?"

It's a bit unexpected. Why does Yang Song look like he wants to eat a lot of things? However, it seems that Si she really knows such a place. She smiles confidently: "when it comes to food, I really know a lot. There's a shop where stewed pork and fire are the most authentic in the whole Kyoto City. They also have a fried belly, which tastes good. Let's have a try?"

"Go! I'm starving to death! " Yang Song didn't eat in the morning. The plane took so long. Now it happens to be a hotel. Of course, he is hungry.

"No problem! Let's go now With one foot of the gas pedal, the snake sped forward. Not to mention, being said by Yang Song, the snake felt hungry a lot.

An hour later, she took Yang Song to a fly house. It was in an alley. Although the time has passed by, there are still so many people in line!

Yang Song stepped forward excitedly. He smelled the smell of stew and fire inside. He closed his eyes and felt it. It was different from his last stew. The taste was more mellow.

The snake looked at it, as if there were many people standing in line, and said to Yang Song, "there are so many people now. Let's change the house and eat some other day."

"No, no, no, just this one. The smell of stew and fire has aroused my greedy appetite. I can wait and wait in line." Yang Song doesn't want to change places now. The health of this fly house is very good. Although the surrounding rooms look shabby, the environment inside is still very good.

Yang Song doesn't want to give up such a treasure restaurant. What is queuing? It's right here.

Fly house, why is it a fly house? Is there a lot of flies in this shop? In fact, it's not. It's a description that this shop is not so big. It's a small shop. It's usually the kind of shop that has been handed down or opened for decades.

Many of the restaurants with brilliant lamp walls outside are not even delicious. The cooks inside are usually made by the boss himself. There is no saying about the craftsmanship. Yang Song is attracted by the aroma, so he has to wait!

After waiting for nearly an hour, Yang Song's stomach didn't know how many times he called. Finally, it was their turn. After sitting down, Yang looked around. There was only a simple menu on the wall, which seemed to have been pasted on for many years.

"Auntie, I want an extra large bowl of stewed pork, and three more fires!"

After that, she sat down and yelled at the snake.

The landlady took a look at it, but it was a snake. She said with a smile: "xiaorou is coming? Are three fires enough? "

"That's enough. We'll have four more! Sheep food letter! omasum! Tripe kernel and sheep powder Dan The snake didn't notice what the landlady called himself, so he ordered four kinds of belly burst.

Yang Song was not polite and called out to the boss's wife: "elder sister, I'd like to have a large portion of stewed pork, two fires will be good!"

"No problem! Come in a minute The landlady is very busy now, not only Yang Song, but also many customers are waiting.

Now that the order is over, Yang Song looks at the snake with a bad smile and asks, "xiaorou? Didn't expect that's your name? When you started, you were not soft at all

It was only at this time that she reacted. The landlady called out her nickname, which was not very nice. But after careful consideration, what happened to Yang Song? Are you still worried that he stabbed the villain and cursed himself?"What's wrong with xiaorou? My real name is Wei rou. I've been eating in this restaurant since I was a child. The boss's wife has known me for a long time. The title of "Si she" came into Longya

"Forget it, I'll call you snake!" Yang Song shook his head and said that he couldn't accept the title: "I've fought with you. In the face of you like this, I still can't call you xiaorou."

"Whatever you want!" It's no wonder that the snake is no longer strange. Its name is not the point.

While waiting for the food to be served, the snake pondered for a while, hesitated for a long time, or asked in a low voice: "how was the last time you were injured?"

Yang Song a Leng, did not expect that she still think about this problem, subconsciously touched his shoulder, said with a smile: "it's OK, it's already good, my body recovery ability is very strong."

The wound recovered in less than a month. It was a bit amazing. The snake was quite surprised and asked, "is it really OK? Don't be kidding. This kind of wound can't be cured for two or three months. "

"Don't worry. I'll show you the wound if it's not inconvenient now." Yang Song seldom made a joke and pretended to take off his clothes.

She was a little embarrassed. Before she had time to say anything, she saw the boss's husband coming with four plates of pork belly! Hastily said: "the thing is on, let's eat first!"