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Not long after, the second dish was served.

Spicy roast duck!

The duck skin is roasted to reddish brown, with a shiny surface, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It is full of fragrance. The smoky aroma blends perfectly with the aroma of the meat. It is then sprinkled with a layer of fried chili powder to add a salty and spicy flavor. They complement each other, making people salivate and leave endless aftertaste.

The only regret is that there are no burritos.

People in this world seem to have not yet discovered the infinite charm of duck meat wrapped in a burrito.

Even so, Fang Zhixing and Xigou were very happy eating and couldn't stop eating.

The third dish is boiled fish.

The fish is spiny fish caught in the Xiaoqing River. It is not only tender and delicious, but also has few spines, making it especially suitable for eating.

"Susuo~"

Fang Zhixing was so high that the wind was blowing.

The thin dog also ate until it was full. He only regretted that he was young and had a limited appetite, so he could not eat as much as Fang Zhixing.

"Hiccup~"

Fang Zhixing put down the flowered porcelain bowl, wiped his mouth, and let out a loud burp.

The three dishes were eaten thoroughly, and the dishes were completely cleared. There was not even a drop of soup or a drop of oil left.

Seeing this, Xigou said scornfully: "Look at the way you eat. You licked the plate clean. Isn't it embarrassing?"

"You know nothing!"

Fang Zhixing patted his belly and said happily: "It's shameful to waste, but it's glorious to save!"

The thin dog was ashamed to be with him, so he looked at the smooth plate and said speechlessly: "I'm not a human, but you are a real dog."

Fang Zhixing snorted: "You're full, aren't you? You talk a lot of nonsense."

During the quarrel, two figures walked into the restaurant huddled together.

They are two men!

One of the men was very young, about fifteen or sixteen years old. He was as thin as a woman. His face was smeared with makeup, and he was wearing a thin-waisted floral skirt and embroidered shoes. If you don't look carefully, it's really hard to tell the male from the male.

The other middle-aged man is strong, bald, looks like Lu Zhishen, muscular and powerful.

The two men held hands and were as close as each other.

"Master, you are here!"

The shopkeeper and the waiter rushed forward to greet him, nodding and bowing.

The bald man was none other than Mr. Chen’s only son, named Chen Yusheng.

"Well, how's business these days?"

Chen Yusheng walked into the hall with his hands behind his back, looking careless.

"Oh, if we go back to our boss, although the business is not easy, our revenue is not bad..." The shopkeeper followed behind and reported seriously.

Suddenly, Chen Yusheng stopped, turned his head, glanced at Fang Zhixing and Xigou, frowned, and said displeased: "What's going on? Why did the dog come in?"

The shopkeeper quickly explained: "My boss, that dog is not a wild dog. It was raised by the guest officer."

The waiter added, "The guest officer likes that dog very much and is willing to feed it meat."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Chen Yusheng couldn't help but look at Fang Zhixing carefully, then focused on Xigou, turned his head, and then turned back sharply.

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something extraordinary, he walked over quickly, staring straight at the thin dog, looking at it non-stop.

"Chuang, what are you doing?"

The thin dog was suddenly stared at by a bald man. He was startled and growled.

Fang Zhixing frowned slightly and glanced sideways at Chen Yusheng. His muscles all over his body twitched slightly and he instantly entered a fighting state.

"Is this your dog?"

Chen Yusheng asked without looking at Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows and responded: "It's my dog, what's wrong?"

Chen Yusheng's eyes lit up and he said bluntly: "I'll buy it, you give me a price."

Fang Zhixing was stunned for a moment.

"What, buy me?"

The thin dog was surprised and said: "What does this broken back mean? Doesn't he like to eat dog meat?"

Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "I won't sell my dog."

Chen Yusheng tilted his head, looked at Fang Zhixing, took out a golden bean from his arms, slapped it on the table, and said proudly: "I'll give you a golden bean."

"No amount of money is needed to sell it."

Fang Zhixing was resolute. After that, he got up, left his seat and walked out.

The thin dog follows every step.

Chen Yusheng watched him off, his eyes slightly narrowed, his expression uncertain for a while.

After a while, a man and a dog were walking down the street.

Fang Zhixing sent a message: "Is anyone following you?"

Xigou replied: "I didn't notice it, how about you?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head slightly.

Xigou muttered: "It's strange, what does Brokeback see in me?"

Fang Zhixing was also very surprised and looked carefully at Xigou's whole body.

The current thin dog is only a few months old. Even though it has hyena blood, it does not show any difference from ordinary dogs.

Suddenly, Fang Zhixing squatted down and said, "Xigou, open your mouth and show me."

The thin dog opened his mouth wide and whined, "What did you see?"

Fang Zhixing took a closer look and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

I saw only the two longest fangs of the thin dog, which were a bit strange in color, white and red.

Most of the root of the tooth is a normal milky white, but the tip of the tooth is red, as scarlet as blood.

When the sun shines on it, it is as translucent as ruby.

Fang Zhixing thought about it carefully. The bald man came in from outside the door, and the sun shone into the hall from the door.

Standing in his position...

"I see."

Fang Zhixing smacked his tongue and said, "Xiao Gou, you have red fangs."

The thin dog was stunned at first, then thought about it and suddenly said: "I have fangs, the red fangs should be them."

Fang Zhixing mused: "That Brokeback's eyes are really sharp. Just after looking at you a few times, I realized that you are unusual."

Hearing this, Xigou couldn't help but said proudly: "Hmph, it's because you look down on dogs and can't discover my brother's charm."

Fang Zhixing rolled his eyes, went to South Street, and quickly found a clothing store.

"Boss, do you have any clothes suitable for martial arts practitioners?" Fang Zhixing asked.

The boss was a middle-aged fat uncle. He glanced at Fang Zhixing and said with a smile: "I have all kinds of clothes. Do you have money?"

Fang Zhixing had to shake his money bag.

When the boss saw this, he immediately became enthusiastic and introduced: "Martial arts practitioners are very open and close, and the most suitable style of clothing for you is short fighting clothes..."

After a while, Fang Zhixing put on a black bat-patterned short-sleeve outfit. Wearing it, he looked clean, low-key and luxurious, and looked brave.

Considering that his body can continue to grow and become stronger and stronger.

Fang Zhixing deliberately asked for a larger size. It was slightly loose on his body, but it would not affect his movement.

The boss was a nice person and gave me a ribbon as a gift. He also helped Fang Zhixing comb his hair, tie it up and tie it with a ribbon.

In an instant, the image of a young martial artist appeared on the page, his heroic spirit was overwhelming.

In one word, handsome!

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but feel good and very satisfied.

The thin dog looked envious.

In my previous life, I had fantasized about martial arts dreams countless times, about traveling as a young man, being romantic, going out with a smile, and enjoying the beauty of thousands of miles away.

Seeing this, the boss quickly started selling: "Sir, would you like to add a short coat to prevent wind and rain?"

"Rainproof?" Fang Zhixing said, "Take it and take a look."

Not long after, he added a bright yellow jacket to his short playing uniform, adding a lot of heroic temperament.

"A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle!"

Fang Zhixing sent a message and asked, "Xigou, how do you feel?"

Xigou turned his head and said, "It's boring! Stop being such a jerk, it's just a waste of money."

Fang Zhixing chuckled and said, "Really, I wanted to buy you one too, but let's forget it."

"Wangwang!!"

After a while, a man and a dog came out of the clothing store.

Fang Zhixing's temperament changed drastically, and he looked like a young knight-errant.

And Xigou was also wearing a floral dress, which was very cool, and he thought it was in line with his taste.