Does the old man need to be so fast?

After the Pharaoh left, Fengxi also walked out of the restaurant. However, after walking out of the street, she found that the street was connected by four streets.

Which direction is the next street??

Finally, the wind Xi or in helpless, bear the eyes of others, find a person to ask how to go downstairs Pavilion restaurant.

However, every time she asked how to get to the pavilion, those people's eyes were very strange to look at her, some words stopped.

I didn't pay much attention to the wind.

Under the guidance of others, Fengxi finally came to a very simple street.

But soon, Fengxi felt headache, because the houses in this street are all in the form of pavilions.

There was no sign, and there was no figure in the street.

What's going on??

Did she find the wrong place??

Standing on the street in the wind, contemplative looking at the cold and clear street, suddenly came a voice full of masculinity.

"Little girl, are you looking for a restaurant?"

Smell, wind Xi turn head, see, do not know when, standing beside her a face full of beard dregs, look very strong man.

At this time, he was grinning and asked her with his white teeth.

The wind Xi looked at him, frowned, but still nodded and asked faintly, "Well! Which Pavilion is this, uncle? "

However, as soon as she said that, she saw the man with a grin on his face. His smile was stiff, as if the corner of his mouth was pumping.

Uncle, uncle??

However, soon, the husha man returned to his happy expression and looked at the wind Xi and said.

"This is the first time a little girl has come to the pavilion?"

"Well!" The wind Xi answered quietly.

"Hehe, seeing that you are here for the first time, I'll show you the way."

With that, the husky man walked towards the cold street.

The wind swept around my eyes. Naturally, I couldn't feel the strangeness.

But, this footstep, pour also very casual follow up.

The street is really silent. The gate is open, but there is no figure inside.

Finally, following the man who led the way, the wind came to the door of a small pavilion in the last corner.

The man took the lead in pushing open the still closed door.

However, as soon as the door was opened, a stream of dust came to his face. Looking out, the tables, tables and stools inside were covered with a thick layer of dust, with spider webs.

I can see from this that I haven't cleaned it for a month.

Needless to say, it's absolutely impossible for this to be what the Pharaoh called "loft".

Husha man quickly waved the dust, went in and sorted out the old table at the door.

Then, as if he didn't feel anything different, he took out an apron and put it on his body.

When I feel that I'm almost finished, I turn around and stand at the door with a bright smile on my face. I greet the wind that is still standing at the door.

"Little girl, come in and have a seat. Do you want something to eat? In our loft restaurant, the service is high and the food materials are good. As long as you can think of, I have all kinds of them. You can order them. Of course, the premise is that you can afford gold coins. However, for the sake of being the first guest today, if you only order grade B food, you will not charge your service fee. How about that? "

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