My Draw Game Has Come True - Chapter 306

New York, commonly known as Xinxiang.

This place is undoubtedly one of the most prosperous cities in the world. The history is not so long, but it makes Song Luo feel foreign.

Before that, Song Luo had never been to Citiland. The cities of Citiland that he had arrived before were filled with the atmosphere of a war. It was not so much the Citiland in his impression as the Citiland in the doomsday movie.

Although it is also very exciting, this is not the Citiland Song Luo wants to experience.

In other words, the city in Song Luo’s memory was uncomfortable.

There were hot blonde girls walking in front of them, and they kept making noises. From time to time, girls came to chat up, wanting to start a dewy relationship with Song Luo.

In this regard, Song Luo refused and expressed no interest.

I really don’t need to be interested in anything, after all, these things are nothing to me.

I have seen many girls, and some are prettier than them. Moreover, with Song Luo’s status as a fifth-level extraordinary person, if you want, there is no shortage of beautiful women.

But Song Luo has always kept himself clean and guarded like jade.

Because he knew that he had a more important mission, and he couldn’t be rude in terms of private life. After all, it was a subject of severe crackdowns. If he messed with this, he would be finished.

For a while, Song Luo was at a loss, not knowing where to start.

It turns out how important it is to have a local knowledgeable guide.

Bored, Song Luo began to walk in the direction of Chinatown, intending to see how his compatriots were doing on the other side of the ocean.

Also try the summer restaurant in Citiland.

After all, Song Luo has often heard on the Internet before that the summer meals in Citiland seem to be different from those in China.

No matter where the food is, after entering an unfamiliar area, it will be mutated to adapt to the taste of the local people.

For example, some Western dishes in Xiaguo have actually been adjusted, which are different from the foreign versions.

What fortune cookies, General Zuo chicken and all sorts of unheard of dishes should be fun anyway.

If it doesn’t taste good, spit it out and you’re done.

Song Luo didn’t hide any traces, and he could also feel that someone was following him, but there was only one person, who seemed to be a third-level extraordinary person.

No way, this is the oppression brought by the fifth-level extraordinary to Citi Nation, which made Wu Hua Qiguo pretend that nothing happened, and let a third-level extraordinary person stare at Song Luo’s trail as if nothing had happened.

Other than that, they have nothing else to do.

“Report the report, the target is heading to Chinatown!”

After seeing Song Luo’s trace, the third-level superhuman who had been following Song Luo immediately reported to the walkie-talkie, daring not to hide anything.

After getting the news, there was a long-lost silence on the other end of the walkie-talkie, followed by a long sigh: “Keep in touch.”

After all, there is nothing to say about IE.

Indeed, they had nothing else to say.

Song Luo went to Chinatown, what could they do?

They didn’t even dare to make arrangements in advance, because they were afraid that Song Luo would see something, which would affect Song Luo’s perception of them, and thus suspect that they wanted to deceive Song Luo.

Song Luo incarnates Zuo Yuan. No one knows Zuo Yuan’s information or what Song Luo is thinking. They dare not make any moves, worrying that Song Luo is a moody guy. and then experienced an inexplicable catastrophe.

In this case, give him an authentic New York, and treat him as a tourist.

When all the dust settles, there will naturally be nothing to do.

…

New York’s Chinatown has dozens of streets, in which 700,000 or 800,000 Xia people or Xia descendants live, radiating around like a small town in New York.

But at the same time, it is also influenced by the atmosphere of New York, and the two complement each other.

After entering Chinatown, Song Luo felt a strange yet familiar atmosphere.

Familiarity is because there are familiar words beside the streets on both sides, and some classical buildings that are imitations at a glance are located here, which are even more ‘summer-style’.

And the stranger is…

The real Xiaguo city will not have such a feeling at all, as if it should be integrated into it, it looks a bit weird.

And there are more Asian faces on the road. Although there are still half of whites and blacks, compared to other streets, this place is not bad.

Song Luo was a little surprised when he saw a shop with an English sign, which should be translated as “Authentic Cantonese White Cut Chicken”, so he walked over and planned to visit the door.

Being able to label it in English shows that this restaurant is at least for foreign tourists. Song Luo also wants to experience the difference between the domestic version of white cut chicken and the special foreign version.

As soon as he entered this restaurant, Song Luo saw the familiar round table and square stools.

The dining table was covered with a tablecloth, and huge peony flowers appeared in front of Song Luo.

There are big red lanterns above their heads, and in the center of the lanterns is a light bulb, but it is not dark yet, and there is no light.

The cash register is a traditional old-fashioned counter made of wood. At first glance, it looks a bit like a former Hong Kong movie. UU reading www. uukanshu.com,

Behind the counter, an old man with glasses pushed his glasses and seemed to be flipping through some books, while beside the old man, a white girl was casually playing with her mobile phone.

It can be seen that this restaurant does not seem to have a lot of traffic, and it belongs to the bad players in Chinatown.

“Ding dong.”

When Song Luo pushed open the door and entered, the wind chimes tied above made a jingling sound, which immediately attracted the attention of the old man and the girl. They raised their heads in unison. The girl immediately put down her phone, walked over, and asked with a smile. Said: “What would you like to eat? This is our menu. If you feel any discomfort recently, our chef, Master Wang, has learned traditional medicine and can help you… um, massage your bones and reconcile yin and yang.”

The last few sentences seemed a bit blunt, but they were still spoken by the white girl.

Song Luo glanced at the old man who was reading a book behind the counter, nodded slightly, and said casually, “Serve all the signature dishes on the menu.”

After that, Song Luo smiled at the old man again, and said, “Senior, do you have the kind of food here that caters to foreigners? Give me a copy, too. It’s hard to come to Citigroup. I also want to taste what it’s like for foreigners to eat our summer vegetables.”

After hearing Song Luo’s words, the old man put down the book and stood up, a little surprised, but also a little surprised: “Lady, at this time, everyone’s gadgets are running back to China, why are you rushing here? ?”

Although the old man’s words were as neutral as possible, Song Luo could still hear some Northeastern flavors.

Wait, isn’t this a Cantonese restaurant?

White-cut chicken is orthodox in the Northeast, right?

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