The "old tune group" has just settled down, and the sky has become darker. The afterglow of the sunset has made the whole city covered with orange gauze.

Jiang Baimian and others changed their clothes, hid their "ice moss" and "United 202", slowly left the "Afu Gun Shop" and entered South Street.

After arriving at such a large settlement, they don’t want to eat canned food, biscuits and energy bars anymore.

"It's much more lively than before." Long Yuehong walked on the road and looked around and said.

At this time, people came and went, dressed in different clothes. Some seemed to come from the deep mountains and forests, and some wore the charm of the old world.

Among them, the vehicles were driving slowly, as if they were breaking through the waves.

The noodle restaurants, restaurants, and restaurants on both sides are almost full of people, both good and bad.

Hearing Long Yuehong's emotion, Bai Chen said simply:

"There are fewer ruins hunters coming through in winter."

After the beginning of spring, a large number of ruin hunters came from various settlements and different forces in the surrounding area, either looking for opportunities or trading harvests, so that the turbulent Wild Grass City returned to its former scene.

"It smells so good..." Shang Jianyao didn't care about this. He smelled the various food scents floating in the air and actively searched for restaurants with spaces.

Jiang Baimian glanced at the room and found that many people gathered in the corners and alleys near the central square, and didn't know what they were doing. Whenever the patrol team passed by, they would always pretend to be nothing.

Seeing that Jiang Baimian was staring at those people, Bai Chen said casually:

“Some small black markets.”

Seeing that Long Yuehong was a little puzzled, she further explained:

"The underground trading market on West Street is mainly based on bulk goods, various prohibited items and currency exchanges. Many of the items discovered by the ruins hunters from the ruins of the city cannot be classified and difficult to directly trade with the corresponding main acquirers. Entering the formal market requires a sum of supplies, and not everyone is willing to bear it.

"Some of them choose to go around the streets to promote, while others spontaneously form such small black markets, with many strange old world items inside."

Hearing this, Long Yuehong roughly understood and asked curiously:

“Will there be something valuable hidden in it?

"For example, an item that solidifies the breath of an awakened person at the level of the 'spirit corridor'?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Jianyao had already laughed out loud:

"You have read too much old world entertainment information."

Yes, those kinds of items fall into the hands of ordinary people, which is closer to curse or disaster. Once they are exposed for a long time, problems will inevitably arise, allowing people to easily distinguish their abnormalities... Long Yuehong was embarrassed to admit that she was really thinking too much.

"It's rare." Bai Chen answered his previous question, "If you have time and knowledge, you can also select good items from small black markets, and the prices are often lower than their actual value."

After walking a few more steps, Long Yuehong suddenly pressed his voice and said:

"There is someone over there observing us. As soon as I looked over, he looked elsewhere.

“There is one over there too…”

Jiang Baimian smiled:

"Yes, you can go out.

"Those who should be monitors found on North Street should be ignored."

She and Shang Jianyao, Bai Chen discovered it earlier than Long Yuehong - the peeking of the handsome man and beautiful woman is obviously different from the peeking of closely watching the movements.

While they were talking, Shang Jianyao found that a shop called "Flavor Fast Food" had two tables empty.

"Over there!" He touched his stomach and pointed the direction.

Jiang Baimian was indecisive and led a "old transfer team" to walk over and occupy a four-person table.

There are very few dishes in this fast food restaurant, only seven or eight pots lined up, each with different food stewed in it.

Below them is a table with multiple simple stoves, charcoal, coal, etc. are burned on a low fire to keep the dishes in the pot at a minimum temperature.

Shang Jianyao looked at it and identified most of the food in the pot:

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, pork belly stewed with potatoes, small pieces of braised pork, and stewed with several seasonal vegetables...

Almost at the same time, Jiang Baimian figured out what this store sells:

Grilled rice with rice!

"I want to stew potatoes with a lid." Jiang Baimian looked at Long Yuehong and others.

The "old tuner team" also has the remaining Aure, Delasse and Cas, so there is no need to rush to exchange currency.

"So too." Shang Jianyao raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth.

"I want braised pork." "I want scrambled eggs with tomatoes." Long Yuehong and Bai Chen said respectively.

After the supper was finalized, they patiently started to wait.

The hunters of the surrounding dining areas looked at them from time to time.

On the one hand, it is pleasing to the eye, but on the other hand, it is doubtful.

After all, a team with such outstanding appearance and figure is relatively rare in Wild Grass City.

Even the restaurant owner couldn't help but look at this place a few more times.

He took the plate, scooped a spoonful of rice, covered it with a layer of vegetables, and prepared four portions of rice in less than a minute.

One word, "fast"!

Shang Jianyao carefully mixed the juice of pork belly stewed with potatoes into the rice and counted how many pieces of meat there were in total.

"Three small pieces." He sighed.

Fortunately, you didn't say loudly... Jiang Baimian mixed the rice and said with a smile:

"How much meat can I get in this kind of small shop? Besides, with more meat and more expensive, many ruin hunters can't afford it."

Shang Jianyao said "Yeah" twice and focused on putting the rice grains that had been sucked in full soup into his mouth.

At this moment, a car stopped outside the door.

It was a sedan equipped with dark bulletproof glass and thick armor.

Zhao Yide pushed the door down, pretended to be surprised, and shouted:

"Get sick, are you back?"

His voice echoed in the "Free Food" restaurant, attracting the attention of the ruin hunters.

After seeing his appearance clearly, the pupils of the ruin hunters were magnified:

This gentleman looked very identifiable and had a status!

The vehicles behind him were undeserved by most ruin hunters; he was scattered around him with several suspected bodyguards; his black tight pants and a tone-colored top with gold buttons were neat, clean and new; he was slightly obese, with a rosy face, and looked unique in the generally malnourished grey soil...

Several ruin hunters at the door were even more sharp-eyed and saw the pass under the windshield of the car.

That's the pass to enter and exit North Street!

This is probably a noble master... The hunters who know a lot about the ruins of Wild Grass City lowered their heads.

Hearing Zhao Yide's call, Shang Jianyao stood up and shouted in surprise:

"So you didn't recognize us before.

"I thought you didn't recognize me as a brother!"

Brother... Hunters chewed this vocabulary of the dusty word at the same time.

That team is indeed not simple! They sighed in their hearts.

Zhao Yide's expression was stiff for a few seconds, trying to make himself surprised enough:

"Did we meet this afternoon?"

Without giving Shang Jianyao a chance to answer, he forced his redirection:

"Let's go to my house!

"In Wild Grass City, I don't allow you to eat this kind of thing."

Shang Jianyao's expression suddenly became serious, which made Zhao Yide's heart skip a little.

"No, I have started eating, so I can't waste food." Shang Jianyao explained seriously.

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhao Yide dared not refute.

Shang Jianyao immediately pointed to the side and said to the owner of the fast food restaurant:

"My friend is here, add a stool."

Normally, customers usually do this kind of thing, but after looking at the gentleman who was suspected to be a noble master at the door, the boss still walked out from behind the stove, took a square stool, and placed it on the side of Shang Jianyao's table.

Zhao Yide looked at the oily store and squeezed out a smile and said:

"Isn't this safe?"

"I'm here!" Shang Jianyao looked like "Do you don't believe me?"

Long Yuehong next to him, Jiang Baimian and Bai Chen opposite him all lowered their heads and endured their laughter and endured them very hard.

Zhao Yide took a breath silently, took out a white handkerchief, and wiped his forehead.
To be continued...