I looked at Yang Kang with a gloomy face again, and felt more and more that he was real. The silly Guo Jing next to me didn't look like a fake. Otherwise, let alone two 17 or 18-year-old children, even those of the martial arts style competition, I have never seen anyone who can show such martial arts skills. It is only possible that they come to the legendary martial arts world.

After reading online novels for several years, I have long been immune to things like time travel, and it is not difficult to accept them. I just don’t know why these two guys have come to this world and come to my house.

"that……"

I was about to ask in a tentative manner, but Yang Kang waved his hand and said, "I don't know, please ask us less, we are still confused. Xiao Wang is in a good mood today. He met a little girl with good looks and martial arts skills. He played martial arts competitions to attract brides. Who knew that he had met a fool, but before he could do anything, he came here for no reason. Where is your place?"

"I'm here? I'm China."

"China?" Yang Kang thought for a while, obviously he couldn't find a suitable answer. He said coldly again: "How far is it from my Dajin?"

This is your Dajin, but you have been destroyed for many years... Of course I didn't dare to say this, otherwise this young master would have a temper and Guo Jing might not be able to stop him. It should be the time when the two met for the first time. At that time, Guo Jing was a little worse than Yang Kang. In addition, this young master suddenly learned that his beloved Dajin was gone, and he might as well have a combat power bonus. It would be better to say less. My mind turned aside and said, "I think you two haven't eaten yet, right?"

Speaking of eating, the two of them changed their faces at the same time. Guo Jing was happy. Although Yang Kang was a little nervous, his face became a little kinder and asked, "What are you delicious here? Come bring it to me!"

There must be nothing good about delicious food. Although I am a little interested in cooking, I have always bought it for a day. Today, I ate both meals outside. Apart from the two sugars that are used as midnight snacks, there is nothing else at home. I have to ask: "Have you both eaten cold skin?"

"What is cold skin?" Although Liang skin has been invented for almost two thousand years, Guo Jing lives in a remote place. Before he could see the skills of Huang Rong, the ultimate chef, it was natural that he could not hear about the postmodern product of Liang skin, and he was immediately curious.

Yang Kang was so generous that he had never eaten this thing. In addition, he was really hungry now, so he shook his head and quickly led the two of them out to find the small shop selling cold noodles not far away.

Of course, I am used to eating this kind of cold skin. However, although Guo Shaoxia lives in a place with poor material resources, he has been a ruling class at least. Yang Kang is even more pampered and elegant. He suddenly brought them to such a small stall. I really don’t know if he is happy. Seeing that the two of them have a good attitude, I reluctantly felt relieved, led the two to find a seat, walked up to him, and said to the boss: "Come two cold skins, eat here, it's not enough to add more."

The boss is very skilled in craftsmanship, and in a moment he made two servings, and he brought them to us with a smile. Guo Jing is a good character who chews peonies. Huluhulu eats very deliciously, and Yang Kang is the one I am most worried about. When he took the first bite, my heart almost reached my throat, for fear that this thing would not be suitable for the taste and bring a bad impression on this little prince. He killed me with the Nine Yin White Bone Claws on the spot, and also took the life of the owner of the Liangpi Shop. Fortunately, he seemed to be very adaptable to this food and even loved it so much...

Five minutes later, Guo Jing was trying the seventh bowl, but it looked a little reluctant. Yang Kang was already eating the eighth bowl, and his momentum was still very strong. I had shredded cucumber on the corner of my mouth and calculated the price of the meal in my mind...

The owner of the stall smiled and came over and said, "Are you sure you don't order a few Roujiamo?"

I shook my head firmly, three pieces of cold skin and five pieces of Roujiamo. Although the former has no meat, the amount is still larger. Although I don’t care much about money, I really don’t have much money. The calculation is still very clear.

In the end, Guo Jing ate eight bowls, and Yang Kang ate thirteen bowls ingeniously. He left in the boss's surprise and joyful eyes. I was so heartbroken that I began to think about making money. No matter what these two young masters came, I must take care of them for the time being. It seems that I have to think of a way to solve the upcoming food shortage problem.

When I got home, probably because I had eaten a meal of cold skin, Yang Kang's face became more kind again, and Guo Jing kept muttering to me: "Brother Li, we just came here, and I don't know when we can go back. We will rely on you to take care of you in the future, especially this guy, who has never been reasonable. When I came here just now, an old thug just looked at your door and was beaten by him. You should pay more attention in the future."

I nodded and began to think about which old man in our area was so unlucky that he actually got into this evil star.

Just as I was thinking, the door of the yard outside opened, a few people came in. The leader was an old man with a white cloth wrapped around his head and a red hoop on his arm. I felt familiar, but I didn't see who it was. The following were all policemen from nearby us. They often deal with each other. Just as I was about to ask for the purpose of coming, Yang Kang picked up a used gas tank, ran out, pointed at the old man and cursed: "That old mao! I'm kind enough to spare you once, you dare to come and find a scene. Come on, fight me for 300 rounds!!!"

When Yang Kang rushed over with a gas tank, I knew it was in trouble.

The old man saw Yang Kang rushing over to himself, and suddenly stepped back, revealing his face. I looked closely and said, "I know this old man. This is Mr. Wang from our neighborhood committee. He greeted me when he went out in the morning. He probably thought I was not at home. Seeing that Guo Jing and Yang Kang were not very authentic, so out of the sense of responsibility of a neighborhood committee, he looked at him a few more times, and his eyes might not be very gentle, so Yang Kang beat him up as a fuss. The saddest thing is that Guo Jing, who is so real, also thinks he is an old rogue."

When I saw something was wrong, I hurriedly hugged Yang Kang, staring at the remaining gas tanks and having the intention of taking another one. As they used the gas tank as a sledgehammer, I immediately shouted at Guo Jing: "Xiao Guo, stop me quickly, these are all acquaintances!"

After saying that, Yang Kang persuaded him to Mazar (I only dared to persuade him), snatched the large gas tank and threw it into the garden where the rake was placed.
Chapter completed!