Chapter 97 How Did You Eat It?

The moment he stepped off the car, Shi Ling understood why Yang Xiaoyue said this place held the secret of eternal life.

And he was 100% sure that this so-called eternal life could not be used on Yang Xiaoyue's little sister.

Because what Shi Ling saw was just one person after another

robot.

Since the failure of the arrival of the Mechanic God, the people of the Time Cult have been looking for the Mechanic God's lair, but they can't find it.

Unexpectedly, they are here.

"There are so many people setting up stalls outside the station!" Yang Xiaoyue had not seen such a scene for a long, long time.

Going out from the station entrance, you will see a street full of stalls selling various snacks.

Hot and sour noodles, fried potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes, hand cakes, steamed buns

There are countless kinds of snacks.

Yang Xiaoyue had only seen such a bustling snack street when she was a child, because there was no urban management at that time.

"The Eltria monster will probably go crazy with joy when it comes here, right?" Even Yang Xiaoyue knew the character of the greedy Eltria cat.

But the problem is

people?

What Shi Ling saw were obviously robots!

These robots are very similar to Shi Ling. They even have noses, mouths, eyes and ears, and they all eat food like ordinary people.

He even showed an expression of enjoyment.

But they.

It's a robot.

They are not carbon-based life forms, their skin and bones are all made of synthetic metal.

Light, strong and tough.

"Shi Ling, do you want some steamed buns?" Yang Xiaoyue walked up to a small vendor and asked for two cages of steamed buns.

She didn't recognize that these people were all robots.

Moreover, these robots don't seem to know that they are robots.

The only ones who can see the truth are Shi Ling and the mastermind behind the creation of this robot county.

"Let me buy a hand cake." Shi Ling wanted to eat it to see the difference between the craftsmanship of these robots and that of humans.

Shi Ling and Yang Xiaoyue were about to buy some snacks, but they were suddenly attracted by a smell.

Shi Ling looked over and saw several robots surrounding a stall.

"Wow, there are a lot of people there. It must be some delicious snacks. Look at the looks of anticipation on those people's faces."

Yang Xiaoyue immediately pulled Shi Ling over there.

Shi Ling doesn't like to join in the fun. Generally speaking, he doesn't like to eat at restaurants with lots of people because queuing makes him annoyed.

But Yang Xiaoyue is different from him.

More people means it’s delicious. What’s wrong with queuing up for delicious food?

Yang Xiaoyue pulled Shi Ling over, but she didn't know how to line up, because everyone was gathered together in front of this stall, and no one was queuing up at all.

"Sure enough, the folk customs are simple and honest." Yang Xiaoyue couldn't help but say.

"Boss, what are you buying?" Shi Ling asked directly.

There are two people behind this small stall, a man and a woman, they seem to be a couple. The woman is busy making noodles, and the man is busy baking some kind of snack.

"These are Yaozhou pretzels. They are delicious. Comrade, would you like two?" the man said without looking back after hearing Shi Ling's question.

He still spoke in dialect, and Shi Ling almost didn't hear it clearly.

Yang Xiaoyue said: "Master, give us two!"

The male boss asked: "We have white sugar, hi-sha, and bean paste. Which one do you want?"

"Boss, which one is more delicious?" Yang Xiaoyue asked again.

The boss said: "The bean paste is delicious."

Shi Ling thought of red bean paste buns.

By the way, aren't you a pretzel? Why not pretzels and saltines?

Yang Xiaoyue said: "Bring me two bean pastes!"

As soon as Yang Xiaoyue finished speaking, several other waiting robots immediately raised their heads and glanced at them.

Yes, they are all waiting for red bean paste cakes here.

The male boss said in dialect: "They are from out of town, let's give it to them. It's just two pancakes, they will be baked soon."

This was a dialect that Shi Ling had never heard of, but fortunately he could understand it.

wrong!

How can a robot like you speak such a smooth dialect?

Shi Ling suddenly became curious about the structure of these robots.

He can eat and speak such a fluent dialect. Apart from his appearance, he looks like a real person!

"Okay, okay!" The surrounding robots nodded.

In this way, two of the six freshly baked pretzels were sold to Yang Xiaoyue, which made Yang Xiaoyue happy.

"The people's customs are simple and honest. As expected, the people's customs are simple and honest. It's great."

The two people took a bite of the freshly baked pretzels. The aroma of the bean paste immediately stimulated their taste buds, and the fragrant and crispy pancakes made their eyes widen.

Good times!

And it’s only three yuan a piece.

And the cake is so big.

"I've never had this kind of cake before, no, I've never seen it before."

Shi Ling was impressed by the skills of these two robots.

The two of them walked along the snack street and soon saw an old traffic light.

Yang Xiaoyue took out her mobile phone and clicked on the navigation: "Let's go to the hotel first."

Shi Ling nodded, and then followed Yang Xiaoyue forward, chewing on pretzels as he walked. This pancake was a bit big, one could be worth three meat buns.

They passed the traffic light and then turned a corner. Shi Ling originally thought they had left the snack street.

But after turning a corner, they entered a new snack street.

"It's a good thing I didn't bring Eltoria here." Shi Ling couldn't help but say.

If they bring her here, they may not be able to move forward.

They walked a few steps forward, and Yang Xiaoyue pointed to a rice noodle shop and said: "Shi Ling, look, there are so many people in that shop, let's go and try it."

Shi Ling looked over and found that it was a snack bar called "Yang's Stinky Tofu Casserole Rice Noodle Shop", which was full of robots, and even the tables and chairs were moved outside the shop to occupy the sidewalk.

The shop was crowded, and countless robots were feasting.

They were all tasting a kind of food called rice noodles.

Shi Ling had tasted the craftsmanship of this group of robots, but he planned to taste it again.

The two entered the shop and found that there was no place to sit. They could only find the busy boss and order food.

"Two bowls of stinky tofu casserole rice noodles!"

"Okay!"

Yang Xiaoyue was a little confused: "So many people, he can remember them? What a strong memory!"

Shi Ling didn't say anything.

This is a robot, how can he not have a strong memory?

They waited in the store for a while, and finally two people finished eating and left. They sat down immediately and grabbed the seat.

No one competed with them. The pace of life of robots here seemed to be very slow. Everyone was leisurely, talking and laughing, more like humans than humans.

After a while, Shi Ling and Yang Xiaoyue's stinky tofu casserole rice noodles were served. The two tasted it and immediately showed an expression of enjoyment.

Good!

Delicious!

The soup is rich and fragrant, the rice noodles are tender and chewy, and the stinky tofu is soft and juicy.

Because it is a casserole, several flavors are perfectly blended.

Isn't this ten times better than the cross-bridge rice noodles?

The key is that it is cheap, only seven yuan a bowl.

No, didn't we come here to investigate the secret of immortality? How did we eat it?