In a neat and orderly neighborhood, countless restaurants and shops are run; merchants use dazzling neon lights and harsh shouts to attract passers-by and sell their own food.

For a moment, Sean felt dizzy and felt a sense of "All hearing is better than seeing".

The guide manual of [Li] has a detailed introduction about [Food is the Sky]: In most living areas of this space city, there is a dining area called [Food is the Sky], which contains most restaurants and taverns to meet the daily needs of residents.

But no matter how gorgeous the text on the manual is or how tempting the pictures are, they cannot bring you the feeling of being there in person.

"The [Food is the Sky] in District 7 is particularly different because it is the most ignited and humane."

Wang Yi patted Sean on the shoulder and signaled him to follow him and not stand there.

Sean was still scanning the surroundings, wishing to see all the scenery in an instant. He was patted on his shoulder and was shocked. Then he realized that the two of them suddenly came out of the secret passage, which was already eye-catching. If they stopped in place, they would have brought their own billboards.

Although he had disguised himself seriously and had changed into Wang Yi's old clothes, even if he encountered each other face to face, the other party would probably not recognize this homeless man who looked in his thirties as a wanted criminal worth two million.

However, at this point, two homeless people in the Ninth District who suddenly emerged from the secret passage will inevitably attract attention.

Wang Yi knew Sean's concerns very well and said, "Don't worry, no one cares about us. District 7 is adjacent to District 9, and people here have long been used to people from District 9 suddenly coming out of somewhere. As long as they don't cause trouble, no one will come to provoke you."

After a pause, Wang Yi smiled again: "After all, no one knows when he will use these secret passages."

"Hmm?" Sean was shocked when he heard this. What does this mean?

Unfortunately, Wang Yi's attention was attracted by the big pot placed on the street not far away. It was a large cooking pot with special characteristics of this galaxy. The pot was boiling with brown soup, meat pieces, soaked cakes, and spices rolled in the soup, emitting an attractive aroma.

However, Wang Yi only stayed in front of the pot for a moment, then shook his head and patted Sean's arm to indicate that it was not this house.

After walking a few steps away, Wang Yi said heartbrokenly: "I have fallen, and the miscellaneous cooking in this family has fallen! There are obviously fewer meat pieces and the spices have begun to lack weight. Relying on being a local, I started to cheat and play tricks... The most famous specialty food in District 7 is "Ma Family Micellaneous Cooking", which is smashing my own signature!"

Sean was uncommon to comment on whether Ma Jia Zaizhu was degenerate, but it was obvious that Wang Yi was in high spirits at this time and did not need Sean's response.

"Forget it, go to the front house, there should be no mistake." After Wang Yi said that, he pulled Sean and walked along the street for a while, and found another large cooking pot placed on the street.

Obviously, the characteristic of this "Ma Family Miscellaneous Cooking" is this big pot. This time, Wang Yi walked to the pot and finally showed no disappointment. He smiled and gestured to a Gungen boss behind the counter, and then pulled Sean to sit on the empty table next to him.

This skillful attitude fully demonstrates how veteran Wang Yi is. However, as Wang Yi sat down, Sean felt that his mind seemed to be not on the dining table at all. Although Wang Yi was trying his best to hide it, his erratic gaze and anxious heartbeat all exposed his true thoughts.

He is paying attention to a miscellaneous cooking shop across the street - I have to say that there are really many miscellaneous cooking shops in District 7 [Food is the Day].

However, Sean looked around and saw only a prosperous miscellaneous restaurant, which was no different from the one he was in. Both the boss and the customer were just ordinary people who came to District 7 to enjoy delicious food. So, what exactly was Wang Yi paying attention to?

He took huge risks to come to District 7. What is the purpose of?

It's impossible to cook just for a bowl of miscellaneous things, right?

However, the boss Gungan served the dishes very quickly. Within two minutes, two bowls of steaming "Ma Family Miscellaneous Cooking" were brought to the table, interrupting Sean's thoughts. Sean took a pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks on the dining table, stirred them in the soup bowl, and then picked up a piece of tender and juicy piece of meat.

Before the entrance was heard, the commentary from Wang Yi was heard.

The doctor's attention seemed to be back on the table, and was noticeably more excited than before, that the talkative traits were doubled out.

"The most authentic 'Ma Family Miscellaneous Cooking' should use inferior canned Bansau meat, because when the first generation of colonists invented this dish, a exploration team searched all the food warehouses in a desperate situation, found a pile of abandoned inferior canned food, and made a steaming pot of mixed cookies that could inspire people... Then they discovered the rich vein located in [Kun], completing the most critical step in colonization: getting rich."

After a pause, Wang Yi smiled and said, "Guess what happened later?"

Sean put the meat on the chopsticks into his mouth, savored it carefully, and then said: "If, according to the general situation of history that I know, the first generation of colonists would quickly fall into the parcel of luxury after getting rich, and when their taste buds were finally paralyzed by the rare and delicious food, they would miss the food they once were poor. But time has changed."

Wang Yi almost laughed out loud: "Awesome, you're right. When the 'Ma Family Miscellaneous Cooking' was initially restored, the group of rich people who were looking forward to vomited half of the time on the spot. Later, after several improvements, the inferior canned meat was replaced with mature meat, and even changed from Bansa meat to [Qianzhen Pork], and the spices were changed again and again... In the end, the pot of mixed meat was finally changed to the level that could allow the rich to eat, but it was no longer different from the food that rich people enjoy daily, and it was completely different from the original mixed meat."

Sean liked this kind of historical story the most, and gradually became fascinated by: "What happened later? The reputation of 'Ma Family Miscellaneous Cooking' could not be like this, right?"

"Later, the chefs who improved mixed cooking for the rich accidentally found the best ratio, using relatively cheap but not inferior cans, and put them on..."

Wang Yi suddenly stopped talking about this.

This kind of storytelling method that is neither up nor down is undoubtedly the most annoying to the audience. Sean only felt that the meat in his mouth was no longer fragrant. But soon, he discovered that Wang Yi was not intentionally insincere.

He was distracted again.

What attracted Wang Yi's attention was still the miscellaneous cooking shop across the street, and this time, Sean also saw the reputation.
Chapter completed!