The two rushed out of Qingliu University and sped through the city.
"Wang Xiaohai, I feel that if we continue at this speed, the police will be here soon." Yunmei said.
"Don't worry, they can't catch up with me." Wang Xiaohai replied, speeding up the motorcycle.
"But there is a Skynet surveillance system."
"It's okay. This motorcycle isn't mine. I'll just throw it away after riding it." Wang Xiaohai said, "And I can also maliciously frame Qian Feng. Kill two birds with one stone."
"But if you're scared, I can slow down the car." Wang Xiaohai thought for a moment and added.
"I'm not afraid. Drive as fast as you can! Humph!" Yunmei said.
Wang Xiaohai ran across half of the city in just half an hour, leaving all the sports cars and hovercrafts far behind his motorcycle.
"Hey, there are so many people on the street ahead. It's so lively." Wang Xiaohai slowed down his motorcycle and said, "Let's go take a look."
The two men parked their motorcycle on the side of the road without even locking it, and headed towards the long street filled with people.
"This looks like an industrial area." Wang Xiaohai observed the buildings on both sides. "They are all factories."
"So many snacks and delicacies!" Yun Mei didn't hear what Wang Xiaohai said, "There's a hot noodle stall, beef and mutton skewers, and there's a shaker up front... This is simply a foodie's paradise."
Wang Xiaohai's perspective was different from Yunmei's. He saw many beautiful young ladies in factory uniforms, walking in groups, singing and laughing.
"Pervert, why are you staring at girls?" Yunmei discovered the problem.
"Sorry, I've been single for too long." Wang Xiaohai turned his gaze back and said, "Tell me, what are we going to eat?"
"Malatang," Yunmei said, "I had it once when I was a kid, but I haven't had it since. I still remember the taste."
"What? Malatang is a very common snack and you can buy it anywhere." Wang Xiaohai said.
Yunmei didn't reply.
"I understand. You must have been autistic since childhood, or been locked up in prison, so you can't buy delicious food." Wang Xiaohai joked.
"Prison? I guess so."
As they were talking, they walked to the Malatang stall. Beside the stall was an auntie wearing a rather worn apron. Although the apron was old and a little faded, it was still washed very clean.
"Auntie, give us two bowls." Wang Xiaohai said.
So the aunt selling spicy hot pot handed Wang Xiaohai two large aluminum bowls covered with a white plastic bag.
Wang Xiaohai handed one of the bowls to Yunmei, and then went to the stall to choose vegetables and meat.
Potatoes, leeks, cabbage, cauliflower, pig lungs, pig liver, beef, beef offal, bean curd sticks, chicken legs...
Wang Xiaohai also swept five skewers, and the bowl was almost full!
"You are a pig! You eat so much." Yunmei rolled her eyes when she saw it.
"Hehe." Wang Xiaohai laughed and handed the selected bowl to the aunt, "Please help boil it and add some soup." As he said, he picked up a small bowl next to him and filled it with spicy sauce and hot and sour sauce.
While waiting, Wang Xiaohai found a barbecue stall next to him, so he stood up and went to check it out.
"Not bad, there's quite a lot of stuff. Beef, mutton, pork, rat meat, centipede meat!" Wang Xiaohai picked up a chicken leg and handed it to the boss, "Grill this for me."
"This... is difficult to bake." The boss was a little embarrassed.
"Why?" Wang Xiaohai asked curiously.
"Because it's made of paper, it will be gone once it's baked." The boss answered honestly.
"How dare you sell a paper painting!" Wang Xiaohai scolded, "Aren't you afraid of getting beaten? The painting is actually quite realistic, even fooled me."
"These fake ones are meant to be sold to people who pack them up and take them away after dark. They usually don't pay much attention to them." The boss said with a bitter face, "It's a small business, and this is the only way to make money."
"Xiao Ben, you can't make money by hiding your conscience!" Wang Xiaohai said, "You should be honest in doing business and not take shortcuts."
"But the opportunistic businessmen in Qingliu City have all made fortunes, while the honest people have gone bankrupt," the barbecue owner said. "Look at that shady clothing factory in this industrial park. The boss is making a fortune every day, has thousands of employees, and yet hasn't paid them in six months."
"Did the boss run away with his sister-in-law?" Wang Xiaohai joked, remembering a song he had heard.
"No, the boss is quite young, about the same age as you. I heard he is a young master from a family, his name is Wang Dahai." The barbecue owner replied.
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