Fang Fei casually loosened the horse's reins and walked straight in without caring about the horse. The room was also dark, with three or two wooden tables and a few wide stools. There was no light yet, and only the light of the setting sun shone in from the window to maintain the atmosphere.
Get a little light.
"Sir, what would you like to eat first?"
"I want the meat outside..."
"Braised pork? Okay, how much do you want?"
"Let's have one of the same."
A plate of salted dried peanuts, a plate of smoked asparagus, a plate of pork head meat, and a plate of braised duck. Each portion is a small amount. Fang Fei put a chopstick to her mouth. It was too hot and the braised pork had changed slightly.
However, since she entered the temple, she has never tasted the taste of meat for seven or eight years. She only felt that it was fragrant and delicious. After one bite, she couldn't help chewing and said loudly: "It's delicious, it's so delicious..."
The waiter looked at her drowsily, this mixed customer, how delicious is this braised pork?
She was completely unaware of other people's glances. She quickly ate a few plates of food and said with satisfaction: "Servant, where is the guest room? I'll go and have a rest first."
The waiter had a smile on his face and stretched out his hand: "Sir, the rules of the shop are to pay for the meal first. Here, this meal costs thirty yuan."
Fangfei was stunned, give me money? What money?
She grew up in the palace and had never used money. After arriving in the North Kingdom, she lived in the temple, let alone using money. She almost never saw any money. Even when she escaped with Andre, it was because the prince was there.
Dry food and water were prepared in the carriage. Neither of them had much life experience. They only occasionally caught some game when sleeping outdoors at night, and they never stayed in a hotel during their desperate escape.
She was so surprised. Do you want more money? Where can I get the money?
When the waiter saw her face full of astonishment, the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He looked up and down at this "guest officer", who was wearing a gray singlet and had her hair tied into a high ponytail. She was probably a woman, but she also looked like
The little boy who herds horses; let’s say he is a boy. The fingers on her exposed hands are as slender as the tips of onions. This guy who is neither male nor female can’t even take out thirty coins?