Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1237, Section 1126: Best Friend

I hastily ate two breakfasts.

Filled with resentment, Liang Yue and her group stormed the Harvest Festival.

Since we're already here, we definitely have to go to the harvest festival.

This year's harvest festival is the same as in previous years.

It's still in that wetland park outside the city.

It only takes about twenty minutes by taxi from the hotel.

Tianhan is really a small city.

This year's harvest festival was well organized; at least the transportation was very smooth.

There are many taxi stands, and you can get off right at the door and leave without any traffic jams.

A head full of osmanthus branches.

Tickets checked to enter the venue.

Sigh, the venue is the same as in previous years, nothing has changed.

As usual, there were food stalls everywhere, one strange game after another, magical and exciting performances, and all sorts of local products.

And a huge crowd of people.

My cheeks and legs are tired...

The Middle East exchange group that I mentioned a few months ago has finally arrived.

A group of foreigners set up a bonfire in an open space and roasted a huge camel.

It's been baking for ages and it still isn't done.

Then, when they arrived at Tianhan, the foreigners' style changed.

A huge fire is used to roast only one camel, a sheep is stuffed inside the camel, a chicken is stuffed inside the sheep, and a fish is stuffed inside the chicken—what a waste!

I don't know who started it, but someone took a stick, poked a sweet potato in it, squatted far away, and started roasting it over the fire.

Before long, a group of people were squatting around the fire.

They all held sticks, the ends of which were poking sweet potatoes, and stretched their arms toward the fire.

There was also a camel in the middle of the fire.

At first glance, it looks like summoning an evil god.

When the great shamans came over, performing the Yu Step and singing and dancing prayer songs, it looked even more like the real thing.

It's as if the next second, dark clouds will gather in the sky, lightning will flash and thunder will roar, and a green skull will emerge from the clouds.

Hmm, roasted sweet potatoes are quite delicious.

And that famous, secluded little tavern, which's like a hidden side quest, is also here this time.

This includes the squirrels that will always find you no matter where you hide, even if they're just trying to freeload.

He was bloated and fat, eating a lot of oily food, and he had a large family with him.

Liang Yue and her friends found the hidden quest and even achieved an accomplishment.

They got a squirrel that had been freeloading drunk, and now it was sprawled out on its back, fast asleep, its tail twitching back and forth...

Then hundreds of tourists lined up to take photos.

The nude photos of her sleeping in a nude position immediately went viral, which is cause for celebration.

But alas, the harvest festival gets boring after a while.

Liang Yue and the other six went in around 8 a.m. and came out around 6 p.m.

Carrying large bags and small packages, they didn't go back to the hotel, but went straight to Jiweilou.

Even if we couldn't book a table for the evening feast, it's still good to just sit nearby and smell the aromas.

Also, the chubby girl was wailing in the group at noon.

They said that since this morning, the store has been like a battlefield. The hot pot line started forming at 10 o'clock at noon, and their manager, Sister Hong, gave them two bonuses.

But the chubby girl said in the group chat that she probably wouldn't live to see the day she received the bonus...

My best friend is working so hard that we couldn't even have hot pot for lunch, so I have to help her boost her sales performance tonight.
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It might be because stir-fried dishes are more expensive at night.

It's also possible that there are relatively few six-person tables, and most tourists come in groups of two or three, so they don't need large tables.

After getting a number, I only waited in line for half an hour.

Liang Yue and her group sat down at a large square table that could only seat eight people.

Still on the second floor.

We ordered Mapo Tofu, Maoxuewang (a spicy Sichuan dish), Twice-cooked Pork, Boiled Sliced ​​Pork, and a bowl of lemongrass and cured pork rice. The dishes were served quickly.

Xiang Boming took a bite, and um, it was delicious. No wonder everyone around him was silent and just eating like pigs rooting for food, regardless of age or gender.

However, Xiang Boming and his group had seen it before, and after tasting it, they knew that these dishes were not made by Chef Xu, but by other chefs.

Sigh, I didn't get the hidden dish, what a pity.

That's to be expected. There are over a hundred tables on the first and second floors. If Master Xu were to cook them all, the old man would be exhausted and his spatula would be smoking from all the swinging.

I had just tasted all the dishes when I heard faint sobs coming from the side.

Xiang Boming thought his girlfriend, who was a bit dim-witted, was up to something again.

Turn around and look.

Liang Yue was looking around, tilting her head and staring at her big eyes, just like a normal person.

Following the gaze, one could see Er Ya beside Liang Yue, sobbing and wailing, heartbroken.

What's going on? Is this?
This girl is always carefree. She was quite energetic this afternoon when she was trying to catch the goose feathers. She spent forty yuan and threw fifty rings, even though she didn't catch any goose feathers.

But I wasn't sad. I bought a rattan doghouse and cheered myself up.

By the way, she doesn't own a dog, and neither does her boyfriend.

I'm planning to get a doghouse just for this.

Er Ya is a carefree and eccentric girl, much like Liang Yue.

Why would I be sad?
"Waaaaah~~ How am I supposed to face the takeout braised chicken rice when I get back?!"

"My favorite dish when I was in school was braised chicken rice. The braised chicken rice sold in the third canteen was especially delicious."

Wasn't the previous sentence about takeout?
"Her roommate delivers food, brings meals, and picks up packages on campus, earning two yuan per order. She can deliver right into the dorm building, straight to the bedside." Er Ya's boyfriend knew this clearly and helped explain it to her.

Everyone else: "..."

Having graduated for many years, I never knew that students nowadays have so many side hustles.

"The Mapo Tofu that cost 89 yuan was also delicious~~"

Er Ya cried and talked, while scooping up a full spoonful of Mapo Tofu and taking a big bite.

She can do three things at once without touching anyone else.

So that's what made you sad.

After traveling and seeing the world, I discovered that my tongue has become smarter and can sense differences. I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to the way it was before.

The abyss of evil has opened its mouths, sending out a passionate call.

"Jump down~~", "Jump down~~"

Er Ya is crying as she plans to jump in.

Then, Liang Yue grabbed her and pulled her close.

"When you get back, order a braised chicken rice dish. Point to the rice bowl and tell your tongue and stomach, 'Look carefully, this is what you should eat!'"

Liang Yue's tone was very serious and resolute.

Xiang Boming, however, was struggling to suppress his laughter.

Talking to your own tongue and stomach—is that something a human being could even conceive of?

Well, my girlfriend, who's a bit slow on the uptake, actually came up with this idea.

Xiang Boming quickly came up with a joke to change the subject and cover for his girlfriend.

There's no other reason than practice makes perfect.

He's always the one who cleans up after Liang Yue when she acts up in the group chat.

Just as I was about to speak.

Look up.

Er Ya actually believed it, and just as confidently agreed, "Okay, I'll say so when I get back. I don't believe it! I've eaten everything since I didn't have any living expenses at the end of the month. I ate steamed buns with pickled vegetables without hesitation, and a little braised chicken with rice—what's there to be afraid of!"

The words were spoken passionately.

Xiang Boming was speechless.

Then look at Er Ya's boyfriend, he looks completely calm.

They've clearly gotten used to it.

Sigh, no wonder these two act like best friends the moment they meet; they're both a bit off their minds...

(End of this chapter)