Song Xuan's strange behavior
No wonder the black market doctors were so repulsive and distrustful of outsiders like them. If it weren't for Song Xuan leading them, people from outside the Black Gold City wouldn't be able to enter at all.
Liu Xia had experience in modern society. Although he was surprised, he was also worldly-wise. Following Song Xuan's recommendation, he ordered a large bowl of the signature Henan braised noodles. When he turned to look at Ding Ruotong and wanted to ask her what she wanted to eat, he was amused by her reaction.
Although Ding Ruotong arrived here earlier, unfortunately, she had been busy taking care of two patients. She would hang around in the hospital every day and eat some dry food provided by black market doctors to fill her stomach. Instead, she stared at everything in the store with her big blue and white eyes, curiously.
Especially those customers who were already slurping noodles, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva as they looked at the noodles covered with sauce as they were sucked into their mouths.
"Order a big bowl of noodles for Atong as well." Liu Xia pulled the curious Ding Ruotong to sit at an empty table, poked her cheek and signaled her to wait and not look around, so as not to attract unnecessary attention from other guests.
After all, the two of them had just arrived and did not have any mechanical prosthetic limbs, so it would be better not to attract other people's attention.
Song Xuan seemed to be very familiar with the restaurant owner. He ordered the main course and three dishes with ease, then took home three sets of chopsticks and spoons and some free pickles.
A wall-mounted air conditioner and two tattered fans were hanging on the wall, blowing air with a wheezing sound, but still could not dispel the stuffy atmosphere in the room.
By the time all the food they ordered arrived, Song Xuan was already so hot that he felt like he had been fished out of water. Sweat was almost running down his temples, and his purple-dyed hair was wet with sweat and slightly stuck to his forehead, but he still wrapped his body tightly.
Liu Xia had long been suspicious. Why would Song Xuan, who always took care of his image, behave like this? As she reached out to take the large bowl of noodles, she noticed a slight change in his expression. "Are you hiding something from me?"
Song Xuan was slightly stunned, but his expression didn't change much. He naturally placed the braised carp on the plate in front of Liu Xia, and arranged the remaining shredded potatoes and stir-fried vegetables. Only then did he put the plate aside and sat down.
"How could I hide something from you?"
"We're partners now, and we can also be considered friends." Liu Xia glanced around, then leaned over to Song Xuan, who was sitting to his right, and whispered, "I heard the doctor say that replacing the mechanical heart requires very valuable supplies, but he doesn't trust outsiders. This is my request to you. Now that you're awake, you should take me with you."
Song Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned to look at her. His dark eyes were wet and looked a little innocent. "Let's talk about this after dinner. This noodle shop is really delicious. Every time I come back from the contaminated area, I always come here and order a bowl first."
Liu Xia thought about it and decided that she was indeed not in a hurry. Her impatient personality was caused by her previous rush to "recycle garbage", which made her unable to stop for a moment. Even though her body in the real world was dead now, she could not change this habit in a short time.
I picked up a long, flat noodle that was still steaming and took a look. It was covered with a rich light brown sauce, and there were a lot of vegetables and meat in it. The noodles were chewy and full of salty flavor. Although the weather was hot, I still couldn't resist the flavor of these noodles.
Then I tasted the braised carp. It still had a rich salty and fragrant taste, but the meat was surprisingly tender. I didn't even taste the fishy and smelly smell that is unique to mutant meat.
It is really rare to eat such delicious food in the wasteland. It is disgusting to think about the expensive luncheon meat I ate before, which smelled of preservatives. People living here are really lucky.
I don’t know how the city’s managers have achieved this level of self-sufficiency.
It’s a pity that Xiao He is still in a coma. If he could eat these delicacies, he would probably be so happy that he would talk non-stop.
Even Liu Xia hadn't eaten freshly cooked food for a long time. Every time he returned to the real world, he would encounter very urgent things to deal with and had no time to go out to a restaurant.
The people living in the City of Black Gold seem to live in two different worlds compared to the scavengers in the garbage area.
But why don’t people from the garbage area come to the City of Black Gold?
Are there any special requirements?
Liu Xia ate noodles while observing the guests around him. Judging from the mechanical prostheses, most of the people sitting here belonged to the hunting team. Everyone's mechanical prosthesis was in a combat-oriented form, and the only difference was the quality of the metal material of the prosthesis.
The three of them chatted casually for a few words, then covered their heads and swept the dishes on the table. Liu Xia had always encountered various dangerous things, which made him unconsciously stay alert in any environment.
But it was obvious that she was worrying too much this time. The people in the noodle shop were either busy eating or chatting about the preparations for hunting mutant centipedes in the contaminated area. The public security was surprisingly good.
Liu Xia looked around, and her tense nerves gradually relaxed. Every diner here maintained a perfect distance, not curious about others and not inquiring, as if they were all abiding by some kind of tacit understanding.
"The pollutants have been making moves again lately. I heard Governor Qi is recruiting a hunting team with high salaries." The red-haired burly man at the next table chewed a clove of garlic, lowered his head and slurped a large mouthful of noodles, and continued to his companion, "Should we try our luck?"
"Go ahead. If you can join the official hunting team, the supplies you get will be much better than those of our civilian hunting team. If you can get Governor Qi's approval and join the Royal Guard, you won't have to worry about the rest of your life."
The strong man's companion was a young man with dreadlocks and half of his face replaced with a metal prosthesis. He was also very interested in this selection. The two hit it off and started chatting enthusiastically.
Several waves of people came in and out of the noodle shop, many of them discussing the recruitment of members for the Governor's Hunting Team. Obviously, this selection was a rare opportunity for the civilian hunters of the Black Gold City.
The boss is a middle-aged man with a round face. He always has a smile on his face and his thick eyebrows make him look very honest.
When the robotic arm passed by Song Xuan's table carrying an iron tray piled with empty bowls, it saw that the bowls and dishes in front of the young people were so clean that you could see their reflections in them. They even drank the soup in the bowls cleanly. A few smiles appeared in the corners of his eyes out of joy.
"Song boy, you're not feeling hot even with all these clothes on, but the two girls you brought have good appetites. Is this enough for you? I'll go to the kitchen and give you some more noodles, free of charge."
Song Xuan awkwardly brushed his wet hair, then opened his half-open shirt a little further. He turned to look at Liu Xia with a searching look, and after receiving a hint of "enough," he shook his head and said, "No need, Uncle Wu. We've almost finished eating. Your braised noodles are still as delicious as ever. I never tire of them."
Boss Wu chuckled, his voice softening unconsciously: "You are a good talker, don't be polite to me."
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