"I can't say. You know, you should ask Brother Yue. We'd better find a place to eat quickly. We have to leave for Qinling in a while!" Zhuo Yun shook his head, and then explained seriously.
Zhuo Yifan nodded with deep understanding, but he snorted coldly in his heart. Zhuo Yun was the only one left now, and he wanted to see how Zhuo Yun would deal with him! He didn't believe that Zhuo Yun really said this.
That's so simple. Could it be that he was so full that he wanted to take himself into the mountains overnight to meet the elders of some branch?
Zhuo Yun then drove the car out of the parking lot and parked directly in front of Zhuo Yifan.
"Get in the car! I guess this car isn't as good as your car, brother, but it's still okay to make do with. Don't laugh at Third Brother!" Zhuo Yun said with a smile to Zhuo Yifan.
Zhuo Yifan looked at the Porsche in front of him, smiled and nodded:
This sentence is purely a compliment. In fact, to the children of the core members of the Zhuo family, what does a luxury sports car mean? The Zhuo family has enough money for them to squander!
After Zhuo Yifan got into the passenger seat, Zhuo Yun asked happily:
"Since I've come to Xijing, I naturally want to eat local food. I heard that the mutton steamed buns here are good!" Zhuo Yifan asked with a smile.
"You're quite a smart kid. You know a lot, don't you? You know all about mutton steamed buns? But those are things that ordinary people eat. Are you sure you want to eat that one?" Zhuo Yun asked hesitantly.[
"The more ordinary something is, the more delicious it is. Compared with the exquisite-looking dishes in high-end hotels, they actually taste just like that, and are not even as delicious as ordinary home-cooked dishes!" Zhuo Yifan
He shook his head disapprovingly and said.
"Okay, brother, since you are so elegant, I will take you to eat mutton steamed buns today!" Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yun could only nod with a wry smile.
Not long after the car drove, Zhuo Yun stopped at a roadside stall. In his opinion, what Zhuo Yifan just said was just pretentious at best. The things on this kind of roadside stall did not matter to him.
He had eaten it once, and it tasted terrible. He didn't believe that Zhuo Yifan would really like it. But this was his own choice, so Zhuo Yun simply went more thorough.
Zhuo Yifan didn't expect Zhuo Yun to choose a roadside stall. It would be better to find a small restaurant than this environment, right? There were many words, but judging from his meaning, he obviously wanted to make himself sick? This did make Zhuo Yifan feel uncomfortable
A feeling of dumbfounding.
"Are we here?" Zhuo Yifan asked curiously.
"Don't you want to eat mutton steamed buns? I heard that only the chefs on the roadside can make the most authentic taste." Zhuo Yun explained seriously.
"Then I want to see it!" Zhuo Yifan nodded brightly. Before Zhuo Yun greeted him, he had already opened the door and got out of the car, found a seat and sat down directly.
Several customers who were eating at the stall looked at Zhuo Yifan and Zhuo Yun with expressions of surprise on their faces. Looking at the Porsche again, I really didn't expect them to eat here!
Even the master at the stall was stunned. He didn't react until Zhuo Yifan called him.
"What do you two want to eat?" A middle-aged man in an apron asked cautiously with a smile on his face. It is rare to see rich young men like Zhuo Yifan and Zhuo Yun driving sports cars in his stall.
