Boss Xiong immediately laughed.

"I'm sorry, today, we have prepared some dishes from your hometown. I hope everyone can have a happy meal today. If there are obviously some peppers, then we can make another dish that is lighter.

"

At that time, I felt that when this blind man was talking, he had the feeling of being a Sichuanese, which was a privilege. Although he claimed to be from the north, I felt that this feeling was very obvious.

I suddenly remembered what Mr. Ouyang told me that this blind man should be from Sichuan. He should like to eat chili very much, and he is very shrewd and speaks very boldly. So he is different from the northerners.

It's better to buy something different.

How could a northerner have such a strong local Sichuan accent? The two accents are completely different. One is from the north and the other is from the south. So I think a shrewd person like Mr. Ouyang is completely different.

Maybe they figured out the background of this information, they have met each other.

This blind bear seems to have been speaking this kind of Mandarin without even 1:30, mixed with a northern accent, with a strong local Sichuan accent.

At this point, I have a vague feeling that there is definitely something in this article. I don’t know if this person is the evil root, if he is a civet cat for a prince, or if a real work has appeared. To be honest, I just picked up a glass of wine or asked casually.

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"Boss Xiong, are you from the north? I feel like your accent sounds a bit like our southern accent, okay? It's like Sichuan."

And this um, um, was stunned by what I said, and immediately hurriedly covered up his coughing a few times: "Oh, this thing may be wrong, we have been walking around outside since we were young,

Many of my colleagues moved from place to place. Sometimes they stayed in one place for a long time, and sometimes they moved to another place. Over time, my accent has long been damaged, and it is not so obvious."

I didn't talk about anything, so I served the food directly. Of course, I heard someone on the other side talking, but I hid it deliberately.

The most important thing is that he deliberately told us about the snowy life in the north. He also talked about the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, and also talked about a lot of wild things. Anyway, the East seemed to be the kind of life in the north, but this made me feel

His identity becomes even more suspicious.

I had some doubts in my heart, so I observed it, and I felt that this jug of wine was just placed in front of me, and the one who poured the wine poured it directly on the side of me and Na Jintang, while the other jug ​​of wine was poured on the other side of Jintang.

Shouldn't a jug of wine be poured around them at the same time?
Chapter completed!