Set up a stall at the entrance of Yuanyue, and the food will be returned 10,000 times if it is well

Chapter 181: Can I bring my own drinks here?!!

Will Fujiki be smoked in the mountains?

Looking at the man sitting at the table closest to the food truck, nibbling wildly with a pig's trotter in each hand.........

Chu Feng smiled dumbly.

I didn't expect that one day~

The people of the Extreme Dao Organization actually threatened to cover him.

Chu Feng had long heard of the great name of the Fujiki Society.

One of the three major polar organizations in Kuanjing.

Hanayama is a figure that even the Metropolitan Police Department of Yonehua Town has to treat carefully.

However, this person has excellent reviews.

Although there are gray industries under his name, he never bullies.

Hua Shan is more than one meter nine meters tall and weighs more than three hundred catties.

He was with Maori Kogoro.

It was like a skinny monkey sitting across from King Kong.

The Maori uncle in the detective, Chu Feng naturally recognized.

Xiaolan's father, a man who was shot hundreds of times by Conan with an anesthesia needle.

In fact, Chu Feng has always suspected that Maori Kogoro in the original work has long known the truth, but he has just been acting.

In fact, he did not expect that today's stall location was so close to the Maori detective agency.

"Boss Chu, the second volume of my novel has been published."

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu, who had finished eating the food, suddenly smiled and said to Chu Feng.

"So soon?"

If memory serves.

It's only been a few days, right?

Chu Feng once again ignited hope for the light novel world.

"The illustrations of Kashiwagi ~ Yingli are very good, plus the original manuscript of the novel has been written early, and it can be sent to the publishing house directly."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu's voice was calm, but there was a hint of excitement under his eyes.

But~

Just now you wanted to say Eiri Kashiwagi, right?

If Yingli Li's girl knew, it was estimated that the two would have to quarrel again.

Chu Feng muttered to himself and said with a smile: "Then congratulations in advance on your novel hot sale." "

"Borrow Boss Chu's words, I hope so~"

"However~I wrote a plot of the food truck in the second volume, as well as illustrations of this car~~"

"Boss Chu shouldn't mind, right?"

After the excitement, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu added another sentence, and a pair of snowy eyes looked at Chu Feng like this. Seven points of anticipation of three points of ups and downs, seems to be a little worried about the man in front of him to blame. At that time, out of gratitude, when she wrote the second volume of "Love Metronome", she deliberately added a plot of the male protagonist and the female duo eating in a fast food truck.

God knows what kind of mood she was in when she wrote this plot.

Originally, I planned to use this to promote the magical food truck.

Who knew that the second volume of "Love Metronome" had not yet been published, and Chu Feng was already famous

At this moment, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu was looking forward to Chu Feng's praise, and was afraid to blame her for making her own claims.

"Nope."

Chu Feng replied lightly.

The girl in front of her is also kind.

He's not that unreasonable.

Again~

This is all cut first, what else can he say.

"That's good~"

Kasumigaoka Shiyu smiled sweetly: "Next time I bring you a copy, the kind that I signed by me." "

Chu Feng nodded slightly, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and watched the three of Mu Jiuzhi Yuanguo leave.

Look at Hanayama and Maori Kogoro again.........

The two were already talking like friends at this time.

"How? I'm right, the stuff here is awesome. "

Hanayama patted Maori Kogoro on the shoulder and rubbed a handful of oil on it by the way.

That's right~

While Chu Feng was chatting with Shiyu Kasumigaoka, Maori Kogoro had already changed to the next seat of Hanayama Smoke.

"The whole body is translucent brown-red, and the soft skin is very similar to Miss Yoko's..."

Maori Kogoro subconsciously swallowed his saliva and stared at the pig's trotters in the paper bowl in front of Hanayama.

Well~

He only bought one, and he had already eaten it just now.

The wonderful taste lingered on his lips and teeth, and he seemed to be hungrier now than before he had eaten.

Hanayama glanced at Maori Kogoro strangely, and then happily divided the other party.

"Eh~ how embarrassing is this."

Maori Kogoro rubbed his hands and quickly shaved the paper bowl in front of him.

The mouth is embarrassed, and the body is more honest than ever.

"Well, that's the taste, it's delicious."

Maori Kogoro had just eaten a piece of skin.

The soft and sweet taste suddenly shocked him.

Don't look at his usual sloppy appearance.

But not the kind of person who likes to take advantage.

Hanayama's act of sharing the food made Maori Kogoro feel good.

It seems that this man with a scarred face is not like other street gangsters.

With a roll of his eyes, Maori Kogoro put down the pig's trotters in his hand and said with a smile: "Ha~ If there are a dozen cold beers now, it must be very cool to eat and drink at the same time." "

"Indeed ~ food with beer, mustache also knows how to enjoy the taste of life ~~"

Hanayama subconsciously patted Maori Kogoro's shoulder, and there was another thump.

Moving his body without a trace, Maori Kogoro's face couldn't help but twitch.

Damn~This girl's hand is really strong~

And don't call me mustache, okay?

Lao Tzu has a name, Detective Maori Kogoro!

Glancing at Hanayama's strong physique, Maori Kogoro only dared to complain in his heart.

Although he rarely has contact with underground forces, he has also heard a little about the name of the other party's fighting expert.

It's just that he didn't expect that the rumored Hua Shan Zhong was so enthusiastic.

Is it because the two have the same taste and like to eat the pig's trotters here? Maori Kogoro couldn't figure it out.

In fact, Hanayama is a pure person.

Food is one of his few passions.

But unlike other foodies.

Huashan Fu never actively seeks out food.

Just as he never actively exercised. Only the delicacy encountered in the ordinary is the real food.

Only with the belief in victory can we bring victory to ourselves.

Hanayama has always believed in these two points.

So~

He has never read food columns, and until now he does not know Chu Feng's identity

Like Maori Kogoro, if you have time to read food magazines, it is better to watch more beautiful stars.

The two confused bastards didn't realize until now that they were eating the dishes of a grand chef.

"Boss, can you bring your own drinks here?"

Seeing that Hanayama also wanted to drink, Maori Kogoro shouted into the food truck.

Can't afford 10,000 pig's trotters, beer at home is plentiful.

Anyway, it's close to home, so you can run back and forth in a few minutes.

As for the food truck's drinks?

It doesn't matter if it's here or not.

The price of the dishes alone made Maori Kogoro shy away.

Maori Kogoro's words surprised Chu Feng. It was the first time I met a guest who wanted to bring their own drinks. However, glanced at Hanayama and Maori Kogoro. After hesitating, Chu Feng nodded slowly.

Face guests who bring good luck to themselves.

He has always been more tolerant.

Just bring your own beer.

It doesn't seem like a big deal.

As long as these two goods aren't playing drunk here...