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Dazai and I have not been to Chinatown for the first time, but anyway, it has been more than a year.

Hand in hand again, a little in a trance, but when you turn your head, the handsome young man gives you a sense of reality.

He is real.

"Are you still eating sukiyaki tonight?" I looked at the bustling streets, and suddenly my interest in sukiyaki was not so great.

"Then eat it tomorrow." Osamu Dazai knew what I was thinking, and pointed in front of him: "Eat snacks today until you are full."

I pursed my lips and pulled his sleeve: "Then let's go."

For formal dinners, I like to go to the Chongqing Restaurant in Chinatown. I have lunch at the headquarters, and I will also ask the secretary to run errands to bring lunch boxes. The food inside is more spicy than spicy curry, but Osamu Dazai can't eat them.

In short, it's shasha, I pulled out a small piece of meat in my favorite spicy chicken, but I didn't dare to eat it.

According to him, eating the food at Chongqing Restaurant is more painful than committing suicide.

I asked the restaurant owner, Chongqing must be a place as hot as a desert, otherwise how could such a dish be made?

The boss said that Chongqing is a hot and humid mountain city, not hot, but very humid, because people want to keep out the cold, so they cook such hot and spicy dishes.

He smiled and told us about his hometown, such as two mountains 100 meters apart in a straight line. If we really want to go, it will take two days to walk.

"Why?" I was a little puzzled.

The boss said that because Chongqing is a mountain city, several floors have been built up and down in the city, and the locals can't understand the navigation.

Osamu Dazai looked knowledgeable: "Isn't that the same as a science fiction movie?"

The boss spoke a few words of Chongqing dialect to us.

I am silent, this tone is like arguing.

Osamu Dazai was puzzled: "This is different from the Chinese I learn."

The boss laughed and said that in their country, in some places in the south, each village has a different dialect.

We learn Mandarin.

I opened my eyes wide. Isn't it very difficult to learn Chinese?

Can flower growers understand all dialects?

The boss said that it is not that exaggerated, because the flower growers have their own translators in their ears and can understand most dialects.

Back then, I didn't have the translation ability of 【World Shared Village】.

"Qianli, grilled cold noodles." Dazai Osamu ran over with a cardboard box, the cold noodles brushed with sauce, wrapped in eggs, embellished with green onions, exuding a tempting aroma.

He poked a piece with his fork and stuffed it into my mouth.

My eyes lit up, I took the cold noodles in my mouth, the aroma exploded in my mouth, my mouth lingered, and it was warm after I swallowed it, much more delicious than the food eaten in high-end restaurants.

"Growing flower snacks are really amazing," I exclaimed.

Osamu Dazai also took a bite, his cheeks puffed up: "It's just that the name is weird."

"Hey, where?"

"Grilled cold noodles, but how can it be called cold noodles after roasting? This food is obviously teppanyaki." Osamu Dazai was confused.

I couldn't explain it either, so I proposed to ask a flower planter why.

Osamu Dazai agreed, and we entered a restaurant.

When ordering, Osamu Dazai pointed to the couple's set meal, fried dumplings, boiled dumplings, and a platter of steamed dumplings.

Only the couple set meal can eat so many flavors in one go.

The lady who ordered the food shook her head: "Only couples can order this."

"We are lovers." Osamu Dazai took my hand and held it up.

I also nodded to cater: "We really are, can we order?"

"This..." The young lady was a little embarrassed: "There are too many pretending to be couples, and the number of platters is limited."

Osamu Dazai pulled me decisively and kissed me. I didn't hide or dodge, with a gentle expression and interlocking fingers.

Then we successfully ordered the couple's set meal while the young lady's face was reddish and she screamed in a low voice.

"There are many ways to eat dumplings." I looked at the three-color platter and poked it with my chopsticks.

When the meal was served, there was only one big plate. Three kinds of dumplings made in different ways were arranged in the shape of a heart. There were seasonings in small rose-shaped plates. Two people each got a bowl of rice.

The package also comes with twice the drink, which is a milkshake with milk foam, strawberry flavor, very girlish.

One bite, it is stuffed with cabbage and meat, mixed with rice, it greatly satisfies the taste buds.

"I heard that we are planting flowers, and there are more than ten ways to cook dumplings." Osamu Dazai put down his phone, and popularized science with a smile.

"how come?"

"It's true. There are fried dumplings, fried dumplings, boiled dumplings, steamed dumplings, pot stickers, fried dumplings, slightly changed bread fillings, and there are many kinds of wontons, wontons, and steamed buns."

I was shocked: "I really want to eat it all."

"It's decided. When the situation subsides, let's go eat authentic flower-growing food."

"Agree!"

After dinner, the sky got darker. At the end of October, winter is gradually entering. I wonder if I am used to staying in the tropics. I think this year is extraordinarily cold.

Although it is late autumn, I can already exhale light white air. I am still wearing a thin windbreaker, and so is Osamu Dazai.

With a thought, I loosened the scarf around my neck a little, and tied the other end around Osamu Dazai's neck.

The two walked arm in arm, feeling much warmer.

As for the eyes of others, who cares?

"Go to worship Guandi." I suggested that the Guandi Temple in Yokohama Chinatown is a famous place.

"Okay." Osamu Dazai agreed, because he would agree to anything I said.

"Guandi is planting flowers. It is said that he is a god who protects wealth."

"There is no shortage of money for thousands of miles." Osamu Dazai asked.

"Of course, I have started to do charity. There is no place to spend the money." At the gate of Guandi Temple, I suddenly thought of this: "However, it is better to go in and pay homage."

"why?"

"Because I want to raise Dazai." I replied seriously: "Water diving is a very expensive hobby, and the tickets for the Tsurumi River are super expensive."

"Qianli." Osamu Dazai complained, "I said it was the last time... No, I didn't fall on purpose at all."

I cough lightly, who told you to commit suicide.

And won't I be allowed to poke afterward?

Do you believe me if you say it wasn't intentional?Um?

I haven't bothered with poisonous mushrooms yet.

When kneeling, something went wrong, because the scarf was sold to Alice by Mori Ogai. It was a little short for me and Osamu Dazai to keep warm, and the two futons were a little far apart.

In the end, it was Osamu Dazai who moved the futon, and we bowed together. When the two got up together, they were both laughing in a little embarrassment.

We bought some things and went back to the car early to wait for Sigma and the others. From a distance, we saw three small ones, bah, one big one and two small ones, Sigma, Atsushi Nakajima, and Izumi Jinghua, from high to low come over.

From the beginning, the three of them have eased up visibly to the naked eye.

Except for Quan Jinghua, who was holding a rabbit doll in his arms, the remaining two men looked a bit embarrassed, with seven or eight rabbits hanging on their bodies evenly.

"Did you go to the doll shop?" I was in the driver's seat, a little shocked.

"Brother Sigma is so powerful." Atsushi Nakajima spoke first, his eyes sparkling: "The doll that Jinghuajiang and I can't catch, Sigma can catch it with just one click!"

Sigma didn't speak, but with a smile on his face, it was obvious that they got along well.

I smuggled a message asking what happened to Sigma.

Sigma said that it is enough to pay the owner of the claw machine to adjust the strength of the claws.

Really simple solution.

"What did you eat?" I asked.

"Ochazuke." Atsushi Nakajima said.

"Soup tofu." Quan Jinghua said.

Sigma sums it up: "I had ochazuke at a yutofu shop."

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The author has something to say:

Alright, Qianli is going in soon!Our goal is to go in first than Tuosi! (no)

Because he is a dangerous power user, he was turned into a child by Okura Yeko, and then he hung several power suppressors and chains on his body.

By the way, turning into a child and throwing himself into Zai's arms shouldn't cancel the ability, right?It should be solved by meeting Okura Yeko, right?I really want to see Young Zai, the hateful disqualification in the world.

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