Traveling through the beast world

Chapter 92
Except that the owner who lives here has been replaced by a beast, everything else is the same as in ancient times.

Before coming to Wanshou Ji, Song Weiwei thought it was in ancient times, where beasts lived in caves and tree holes, but looking at her eyes, she was really shocked.

Sure enough, the capital is still good!

Song Weiwei was amazed in her heart. She actually saw a seller of candied haws. She pulled off the fox's ears and pointed at the candied haws, her eyes glowing.

She couldn't speak, which was what Lan Lingche told her to prevent her identity from being revealed.

Lan Lingche turned into a human and floated to the ground. When he asked what animal he wanted to exchange for it, Lan Lingche realized that there was no animal in his green pocket.

When I was in Zaocun, I accompanied Song Weiwei to the market and exchanged all the small animals I caught.

Seeing this, Mo Ran turned into a human form, and Song Weiwei fell to his arms like a feather, and he caught it firmly.

Moran put Song Weiwei down, took out a fat rabbit from his white pocket, and handed it to the peddler, who happily took it and handed her a bunch of candied haws.

Song Weiwei's hand hidden under the zebra's skin was just about to reach out to pick it up, but Lan Lingche blocked her. She picked up the candied haws and said with a warm smile, "Little Weiwei, don't worry, let's find an inn to stay before eating."

This guy actually told her not to show her hands.

Song Weiwei had no choice but to nod, looking at the candied haws and drooling.

But would it be too much of a loss to exchange a fat rabbit for a candied haws? In the 21st century, this bunch of candied haws costs at most three yuan, and this rabbit can be sold for at least 100 yuan.

Really Nima is at a loss!

Walking and watching, Song Weiwei changed another kite, and a kite actually took her a sheep.

Nima, this is too expensive!
Song Weiwei complained in her heart, and she was in no mood to go shopping anymore. Although there were many animals in the white pockets, but according to her method of exchange, it would probably bottom out soon, and it would be more practical to keep them for rations.

Song Weiwei tugged off Lan Lingche's sleeves, rubbed her stomach to show that she was hungry.

Mo Ran said, "There is an inn in front, let's go eat."

Just as Mo Ran was about to leave, Song Weiwei grabbed his sleeve, Mo Ran looked suspicious, Song Weiwei put her hand to her mouth and made a gesture of drinking, Mo Ran was stunned for a while.

She was talking about the bowl of preserved egg and lean pork porridge he cooked for her.

Mo Ran guessed right, ever since he made that bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge for Song Weiwei, she has never forgotten that this recipe is only available in the 21st century, and she wants to see the appearance of that chef.

Mo Ran said he was a leopard.

How can a leopard make preserved egg and lean meat porridge?

"Okay, I'll take you there." Seeing the excited light in her eyes, Mo Ran suddenly felt that he had shot himself in the foot with a stone.

This little female likes to see beautiful men so much, if she sees Bei Mingxuan...

Mo Ran was still thinking, Song Weiwei grabbed the corner of his clothes and walked forward impatiently.

Beiming Inn.

Song Weiwei looked at the four flamboyant cursive characters on the top of the door, they were amazing, eloquent, vigorous and powerful.

One can imagine the outstanding demeanor of the owner who wrote this word.

This is a five-story wooden building with a small area but exquisite layout. The first floor is the dining room, and the second, third and fourth floors are private rooms for guests to rest.

Looking carefully, the tables and chairs carved with high-quality sandalwood are meticulously engraved with different patterns, showing the delicacy and gentleness of the daughter's family, which shows the boss's quality and orchid heart.

Song Weiwei felt that this inn could be rated as five stars in the 21st century.

Noble atmosphere on the grade!
The business at the inn was very good, and there were no empty seats at first glance. Song Weiwei glanced at the dishes on the table, fish-flavored pork shreds, Kung Pao chicken, couple's lung slices...

Grumpy Grumpy!

Song Weiwei swallowed exaggeratedly.

They are all her favorite Sichuan dishes!
(End of this chapter)