Chapter 13 Recognized again

After coming out of the inn, Li Zhongwu walked slowly and slowly on the sidewalk, heading towards the bookstore he found last night.

Although the bookstore probably wasn't open at this time, he planned to have breakfast when he saw a breakfast shop on the street, and then go shopping for a while, it would be time for the bookstore to open.

When he entered the city last night, it was already dark and he couldn't see many things clearly. Now it was getting brighter and the scenery on the street was very different from last night.

He suddenly noticed that the tall buildings on the street were only on both sides of the street.

A little further away, at a glance, he couldn't see a tall building. When he passed an alley, he saw that behind the alley, there were all low houses with one or two stories high.

This discovery made him stop subconsciously and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

He noticed that the low-rise houses and the high-rise buildings on both sides of the street were very different in architectural style.

The high-rise buildings and shops on the street are mostly made of concrete and have flat roofs, while the large group of low-rise buildings behind the alley are almost all ancient Hui-style buildings with white walls and black tiles.

why is that?

Are the residents of this city not rich enough? Can’t afford to live in buildings?

He frowned slightly, remembering the information he had read while surfing the Internet at the Internet cafe last night.

Data shows that this city named Tianfu City has long been officially designated as the film capital by the Great Yan Dynasty.

Pork ribs and chicken soup for breakfast?

It seems that the ratings of this "Martial Arts Champion" competition in Dayan should be quite high, and its influence seems to be quite large as well.

Is it bone soup noodles and chicken noodle soup?

With some expectation, Li Zhongwu looked up at the signs of the breakfast restaurants and walked over.

Now that I think about it, those days were really hard.

Li Zhongwu looked blankly at the stores further away, suddenly wanting to take out a pack of instant noodles from his pocket, borrow a bowl from one of these breakfast shops, and borrow some boiling water to make instant noodles.

Finally, I grabbed some chopped coriander and sprinkled it into the bowl.

Li Zhongwu stared blankly at the store names on these wooden signboards, and his whole body felt bad.

B: "Isn't that right! Alas, but there is nothing we can do about it. There are many strong men in the Shenfeng Kingdom. Once these strong men practice martial arts, they are not only very capable of fighting, but also very resistant to being beaten. Physically, they are stronger than us, the Great Yanren."

Much more. Our masters from Dayan may not be able to injure them even if they hit them ten times, but these perverted strong men can seriously injure us as long as they hit one of our people. This innate difference in physique is not

General martial arts skills can make up for it. I advise you not to bet next time. If you want to bet, just hold your nose and bet that the strongman will win! Don't get stuck with money!"

Girl: "Mom, Da Su, Xiao Su was attacked by gangsters at Wutong Lane Food Street last night. Have you read the news?"

After walking a few dozen meters further, he saw several adjacent breakfast shops on the street, and there were already diners eating in several shops.

There is not even a noodle shop or steamed bun shop.

For example: "Huo Yuanjia", "Ma Yongzhen", etc.

The boss handed the big bowl to Li Zhongwu.

The breakfast shop in his memory was not like this!

But he clearly saw that there were already many diners sitting in these restaurants with their heads down eating. It was just getting light now. If you were eating at this time, you must be having breakfast.

Li Zhongwu, who was eating with his head down, calmly listened to the chatter of several diners in the store. He wanted to increase his understanding of the world in this way.

Later, after he entered high school, he lived on campus every day and had breakfast outside every day, so he finally no longer had to eat rice early in the morning.

But reason still stopped him.

A: "Damn it! In the latest "Martial Arts Champion" competition, the winner in the end was the strongman from the Shenfeng Kingdom. Our masters from Dayan all lost again, and one of them was beaten to death in the ring.

Yes, I lost a lot of money again! Hey, did you place your bet this time? Did you win any money?"

This time he walked a hundred meters further, and sure enough he saw several breakfast restaurants on the street.

"Here! Chenghui 15 gold!"

…

He looked at the shop signs in front of him again in disbelief. He wanted to try harder and find a noodle shop, even a steamed bun shop.

When the girl said this, one of the two middle-aged men sitting diagonally across from Li Zhongwu looked curiously in the direction of the girl, then glanced at Li Zhongwu casually, and then looked away.

He smelled the aroma of pork ribs and chicken soup.

He had just watched Oleg, the strongman from the Shenfeng Kingdom, win the "Martial Arts Champion" competition on the TV in the hotel room last night. Unexpectedly, when he went out for breakfast today, he heard someone talking about this event.

The only difference is that some stores have more diners and some stores have fewer diners.

But the next second, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Li Zhongwu in surprise.

When Li Zhongwu heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the two middle-aged men from the corner of his eye.

A: "Fuck! I would rather not place a bet than bet on the white skin of Shenfeng Kingdom to win!"

With this thought in his mind, he changed direction and continued walking along the street sidewalk.

The aroma of food wafts from the store.

But I saw the names of the shops on the signboards: Pork Ribs with Rice, Chicken Soup with Rice, Beef Soup with Rice, and Laosan Don with Rice.

Li Zhongwu smelled the aroma of chicken soup and looked at the pieces of chicken on the crispy rice. He finally felt better and suddenly felt that such a breakfast was not bad.

Walking into the store, Li Zhongwu took out a hundred gold note and said to the store owner who was standing behind the soup bucket.

The breakfast shop here seems to only sell rice-related foods.

Li Zhongwu stopped at the entrance of the alley for a moment, then continued walking along the street with doubts.

Girl: "Ah? You really haven't seen the news? The video of the crime scene last night was reported by the news. In the video, Da Su and Xiao Su were not accompanied by bodyguards. Da Su was beaten with a stick by the gangster in order to protect his sister.

, seemed to be injured, but they were very lucky, there happened to be a mysterious master beside them at that time, and he saved them..."

This time, the names of these breakfast restaurants are: Grandma Rice Balls, Xiaocui Fried Rice Cake, Rice Cake Soaked in Chicken Soup, Pork Ribs Rice Bowl, Pork Ribs Soaked Rice, and Authentic Bacon Rice Dumplings.

Woman: "Oh? Is this happening? Your dad and I went to bed early last night and didn't watch the news. What's wrong? Da Su, are Xiao Su injured? Who is so bold as to attack them? There are bodyguards around them.

Protection, you shouldn’t be injured, right?”

Especially when he eats dry rice with pickles in the morning, he often chokes and rolls his eyes. He has to drink boiled water quickly, and even needs his parents to pat his back hard several times before he can swallow it.

Why is it not soaked rice or rice bowl?

A: "Isn't that right! Damn! I actually guessed that the strong man will win in the end this time, but as a great Yanren, how can I swallow my breath and bet on the white guy to win? Damn! We are big

How many times have Yan’s masters failed to live up to their expectations? Every time a strong man from the Shenfeng Kingdom comes over, some of our masters will lose and some will die. It happens like this every time. It’s really a fool’s errand!”

But no!

Gold is larger than silver, and 10 silver equals 1 gold, which is not complicated.

With this thought in his mind, he finally walked towards the store not far away that sold fried rice dumplings in chicken soup.

This incident reminded him of some movies and TV shows with similar plots that he had watched when he was a child.

So, this Shenfeng Country... was a country established by the descendants of those white people?

…

With these thoughts running through his mind, Li Zhongwu's attention shifted to the chat between two women not far behind him.

The white strongman swept away many masters...

B: "Ha, fortunately I didn't place a bet this time. In the last "Martial Arts Champion" competition, all the masters in Dayan lost to that Oleg. I learned my lesson in this competition and didn't

I dare to bet again. Now it seems that I didn’t bet again. Otherwise, I would lose money and be angry. Hehe, you must be very depressed now, right?"

Reason told him that he had just arrived in this strange world and should not stand out. If there were no instant noodles in this new world, then if he took out instant noodles in public, it would definitely attract a lot of people's attention.

——Let’s walk forward! There should be a noodle shop in front of you. Even if there isn’t a noodle shop, there will definitely be a steamed bun shop!

But these four breakfast restaurants in front of me...are they really breakfast restaurants?

He finally understood the currency of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, when he came to this future world, there would be a similar plot, and it was also a plot that was happening in reality.

Two male diners diagonally opposite were chatting:

Or...this whole city, and even the entire Great Yan Dynasty, has this kind of breakfast tradition?

He believes that as long as he stays in this world for a few more days, he can find answers to many questions.

Is it because these four non-mainstream breakfast restaurants happen to be gathered here?

When he saw these store names, he was stunned.

He glanced at the silver banknotes as change and stuffed them into his pocket.

"Bring me a bowl!"

There is a box of instant noodles in his carry-on space.

It is also the only film and television capital in Dayan.

This does not conform to his principle of keeping a low profile.
To be continued...