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Chapter 81 That bowl of heart-warming tofu brain

"Finally arrived!" Looking at the Chang'an city walls far away, Deng Zai couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.

"Brother Deng, don't exaggerate it, okay?" Li Xiaoke yawned and said, "You are a muscular man, not a second-spike ape. Is it good to figure out your positioning?"

Deng Zai tilted his head and glanced at Li Xiaoke, and said angrily: "You are so embarrassed to say it! If you hadn't driven the wrong way, we would have arrived in Chang'an long ago?"

"Didn't you say you're tired of driving? I'm thinking of letting you rest for a while?" Li Xiaoke looked innocent, "I didn't know that there were so many broken roads. I couldn't find anyone to ask for directions in the middle of the night..."

"I'll go to yours! If you don't know the road, you drive along the main road. You want to take a shortcut. Who gives you confidence?" Deng Zai didn't give you any face. "I should thank you for not driving the car down the mountain when I was asleep. Thank you for not killing me!"

"You're welcome, who will follow us?" Li Xiaoke was not polite at all, and accepted the praise without blushing.

Deng Zai turned his head and looked at the guy seriously, nodded, and said, "I am Uncle Li's son now..."

Li Xiaoke smiled speechlessly.

After a while of silence in the car, Deng Zai's voice sounded again: "I said Little Li, you went abroad to study and didn't learn anything other than computer technology, right?"

Li Xiaoke looked question-marked: "What are you talking about?"

Deng Zai cleared his throat and asked with a confused look on his face: "I just want to ask, why did you put your hand in my crotch when I woke up?"

Li Xiaoke showed a sudden expression and said, "Just ask this, am I asleep, dreaming of driving..."

Deng Zai's face turned purple. If he hadn't been driving, he would have wanted to strangle this soul to death!

The car continued to drive and soon drove into the city. As an ancient capital of more than a dozen dynasties, there is no need to say more about the simplicity and magnificence of Chang'an, but Li Xiaoke's attention was completely out of the wall representing a heavy history. He was only anxious about one thing: "Brother Deng, where are we going to have breakfast? I'm almost starving to death!"

Deng Zai was also hungry and had a barbecue last night. The big oil and meat were indeed real, but it was digested all night. At this time, his stomach was also protesting, waiting for the new food to fill.

You can see Li Xiaoke's anxious expression. Deng Zai just didn't want him to do what he wanted and said against his will: "Don't worry, there is anything delicious in this edge area. If you want to eat good food, you have to go in!"

It’s right, but it’s so easy for you to get in at seven or eight o’clock in the morning? The car was blocked seven or eight times, and it took more than half an hour to finish it. Finally, even Deng Zai didn’t have the patience to persevere. He still had a great life, so there was no need to die with this sword man, right?

Seeing a lively morning market in front of you, you could see many breakfast stalls inside from afar. Deng Zai swallowed his saliva and turned to seek Li Xiaoke's opinion: "Why not just here?"

Li Xiaokeliu's saliva is no less than Deng Zai, so may he disagree with this?

As soon as the two stopped the car, they immediately walked into the morning market. They looked good from a distance. When they were close, they smelled the aroma of food. The stomach was like turning on an accelerator, and they all gulped out the drums!

When you are very hungry, you will find everything delicious. How to choose what you want? Of course, you will go straight to the nearest store!

"Uncle! Come and give me a bowl of tofu brain!" Deng Zai said impatiently.

Li Xiaoke behind him pulled his clothes.

"Two bowls." Deng Zai added a bowl reluctantly.

But Li Xiaoke still pulled his clothes.

"I only eat one bowl, how much do you want to eat?" Deng Zai was angry and turned around and glared.

"No, Brother Deng, look at that person..." Li Xiaoke didn't pay attention to Deng Zai's anger at all, and pointed at a stall for him to see.

"Who?" Deng Zai followed Li Xiaoke's fingers and his pupils couldn't help but shrink. The figure standing in front of the fried dough stick stall, who wasn't Lu Bin?

"Is it him?" Li Xiaoke was a little unconfirmed and asked Deng Zai.

"It should be." Deng Zai nodded slowly.

"Then catch him quickly!" Li Xiaoke was ready to cheer him up after Deng Zai rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, Deng Zai raised his hand and stopped his eagerness to try, "Wait, don't worry!"

"What are you waiting for?" Li Xiaoke was a little anxious. Although he had no intention of inheriting his father's business, it did not mean that he did not know the impact of Lin Yunna's tied up on his father's company. The criminal was in front of him, how could he bear it?

Deng Zai glanced at him and knew that the childhood friend was anxious for his father, so he patiently explained: "The police still need procedures to arrest people. Your brother is at most an extra-staff member now, and he doesn't even have an identity. You asked me to do something with so many people. Do you believe it or not, I was the one who was arrested in the end?"

"Then you can't do nothing?" It was fine when you didn't see someone, but you couldn't move the target even when you saw it. Li Xiaoke felt as uncomfortable as knowing where the program bug is but couldn't modify it.

"Don't worry, you can find traces when you haven't seen anyone. Now people are in front of you. If you lose the person again, I will not be named Deng!" Deng Zai said confidently, with great ambition at this moment.

"Young man, do you want this tofu brain?" The old voice behind him brought Deng Zai back to reality.

"I want it!" Deng Zai turned around in a mess and asked, "Master, how much does a bowl cost?"

The old man who sold tofu brain glared: "Didn't you say two bowls?"

"Two bowls and two bowls..." Deng Zai shivered under the majesty of the uncle.

After paying the money, Deng Zai picked up the tofu brain and looked back at the fried dough stick stall. However, Lu Bin was gone at that location.

"Where is the person?" Deng Zai hurriedly asked Li Xiaoke.

Li Xiaoke also held the tofu brain with a confused look on his face: "Brother Deng, haven't you watched it?"

At this moment, Deng Zai really wanted to pry this guy's head open and pour this bowl of tofu brain into it, so as to increase his brain capacity!

"Why are you still standing there? Go and look for me!" Deng Zai didn't want to change his surname and hurriedly took action.

As a result, the old man said again: "Young man, just eat here, you can't take the bowl away!"

Deng Zai was so anxious that he had no intention of eating. He put the bowl on the small table next to him and turned around and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, the old man was furious this time: "I, Jiang Laoliu, have been here for decades. I have never eaten enough, so I don't leave without eating. Young man, are you smashing my signature!"

"Uncle, I'm really anxious..." Seeing that the old man had picked up all the spoons that scooped soup and braised, Deng Zai looked helpless, "...I'm drinking, can't I drink it?"
Chapter completed!
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