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Chapter 80 Awake?

Because Xia Yike said Pei Yang's words.

Pei Yang pinched Xia Yike's little nose, "Don't grab my words."

Then he started speaking again.

"This is scallops." Pei Yang replied seriously, and said, grabbing a small piece of white jelly.

"This is Yaozhu." Xia Yike followed Pei Yang with a "serious" expression and said at the same time.

"Huh?" Pei Yang looked at Xia Yike with threatening eyes.

Xia Yike raised his little hand and stuck out his tongue, expressing that he didn't dare anymore.

Only then did Pei Yang withdraw his gaze in satisfaction.

"Straw mushrooms, quail eggs." Pei Yang took a quail egg with a spoon, and another straw mushroom.

"It's really worthless." Although Pei Yang still said the lines, but also with sincerity, there are indeed only such things in this bowl. "A small sea cucumber is cut into a pile of small pieces, tsk tsk, it's really bad."

"Let me see what this is again." Pei Yang dug out a piece of unknown stuff with a spoon, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it a few times, "A small piece of sliced ​​abalone, this boss really knows how to save money, a unique skill !"

"This should be a tendon, um, that's right." Pei Yang fished out another small piece of jelly, which was either a small piece or a small piece.

"It's all broken into scum." Xia Yike also interjected, his words full of disgust.

"It's very, very poor. If there is no benefit, there is no killing. Well, it's just the wings of the inner fish." Pei Yang fished up the last small piece and added another sentence.

"Taste the soup for the last time." Pei Yang took a spoonful of the soup and pondered for a while.

"The soup is indeed a good soup, that kind of typical thick soup." After Pei Yang finished speaking, he took another spoonful of chopsticks.

"But the things inside are indeed stretched." Xia Yike added the knife.

"The mouth is a salty mouth." Pei Yang paused, then clicked his mouth again: "It also smells of pepper."

"This 398 Buddha jumps over the wall. I think it's too expensive after removing the 3 in front." Pei Yang continued to mend the knife.

"What about 98? I think it's too expensive to get his 9." Xia Yike made a final decision, and the trainer was noncommittal.

"Next, the next one is jade belt offering treasures, 49 yuan each, starting from four." Pei Yang picked up a piece and put it into Xia Yike's mouth.

Xia Yike took a shallow bite and found that there was nothing wrong with it, so he stuffed it into his mouth: "It's a pocket, if you guessed right."

"RB Tofu." Pei Yang said first, and raised his eyebrows at Xia Yike.

Xia Yike glanced at Pei Yang resentfully, and said quickly: "I'll break open one for you to see, eggs, shiitake mushrooms, vermicelli, this thing costs 49 yuan each?"

Pei Yang glanced at the receipt and confirmed it: "It's true."

Xia Yike's eyes widened: "This is not Shen Wansan's pocket, nor Maitreya Buddha's pocket, this girl is the pocket of a fool."

Xia Yike finished speaking the scheduled lines with sufficient "acting skills", and then looked at Pei Yang: "Hey, you already know what Lao Tang said, why do you want to order?"

Pei Yang touched Xia Yike's dog's head, and then said with a smile: "The main reason is to make Niu Dao kneel down."

Xia Yike groaned and broke away from Pei Yang's "caress".

"This, we called it Beef Biscuit when we were young, but now it's called Yuanmeng Biscuit." Pei Yang and Xia Yike had a quarrel for a while before focusing on the next dish.

"36 yuan a piece," Xia Yike added.

Pei Yang cut open the cake, added minced beef into it with a spoon, and handed it to Xia Yike.

Xia Yike chewed a few mouthfuls, and swallowed what was in his mouth with difficulty: "Is the minced beef particularly dry? The salty and sweet mouth has a little bit of that onion taste."

Pei Yang gave Xia Yike a go, and Xia Yike breathed a sigh of relief: "When I was young, I ate it and it tasted very dry, but his has no fragrance, only dry, and it's still the kind of dry that is not within the acceptable range. "

Pei Yang coughed: "I said the wrong word." '

"The original words are, but the taste is not the same. I'll just break a piece of biscuit and try it."

"Tsk tsk, the bread germs are still falling out of crumbs, rustling like the texture of sand."

Xia Yi gave Pei Yang a blank look: "What you said is not the original words. What they said is that this is not sesame seed cake. Isn't this just a soft bun? The soft bun is dipped in some sesame seeds."

Xia Yike paused for a moment: "I still want to smash the biscuits on the plate."

Pei Yang really smashed the biscuits on the plate: "OK, OK, there is no problem at all, the acting is good, Ke Ke."

"It's time to conclude, you come and I come?" Xia Yike stared at him with an angry expression.

Pei Yang was about to laugh: "You've done it like this, so go ahead and talk about it."

"I can't say anything about this food at all. It has nothing to do with what I ate when I was a child." Xia Yike became even angrier, as if she had really eaten it when she was a child.

"Maybe it was fake when I ate it when I was a child, but it's also very unpalatable." Xia Yike was so angry that he choked.

"To sum up, it's the first time I've visited the store, and I'm so excited that I might as well not come, send the word ntm, don't come!"

"Finished?" Pei Yang looked at Xia Yike who was panting heavily with a smile, and handed her her honey grapefruit tea.

Although Xia Yike took the water glass, he still felt a little unsatisfied: "I've been talking about Old Tang's lines before, but now I want to talk about our own opinions," Pei Yang looked at the man who was making decisions for himself. Xia Yike smiled and didn't speak.

"Oolong Tuzhu, not good, crispy duck, not good, sea bass, disgusting, Buddha jumps over the wall, not good, RB tofu, IQ tax, well, it seems that all these dishes are all IQ tax, beef pie, It's dry and not tasty."

"So, there are no delicious dishes?" Pei Yang asked.

Xia Yi gave him a blank look: "Didn't you eat?"

"Eat." Pei Yang replied.

"Then what's your opinion?" Xia Yike asked again.

"I have the same opinion as my wife." Pei Yang said with a smile.

Xia Yike hammered Pei Yang in shame and anger: "Who is your wife, who is your wife?"

Pei Yang dodged Xia Yike's fist, and pulled Xia Yike into his arms while avoiding it.

Xia Yike wanted to break free, but Pei Yang whispered in her ear: "Hey, let me hug you for a while."

Xia Yike looked at Pei Yang's tired side face and blue eyelids, and buried him in Pei Yang's arms.

He must be really tired.

Pei Yang smelled the smell of lavender in Xia Yike's hair, and his thoughts gradually sank into it. He felt a sense of peace of mind.

……

"Hmm~"

Pei Yang stretched, but touched a soft body.

Pei Yang quickly opened his eyes and saw that it was Xia Yike.

Only then did he regain his thoughts, and he actually fell asleep in NMD Fangshan with Xia Yike in his arms.

"Are you awake?" Xia Yike raised his head from Pei Yang's embrace, his eyes soft.

"Well, I'm awake." Pei Yang stroked Xia Yike's hair gently, very gently.

(End of this chapter)