267. Suspected to be a plane merchant?

what is that?

Why isn't it a tall, layer-by-layer cage?

My xiaolongbao is a hundred times more delicious than nutrient solution!

The aliens in line were immediately shocked. Just as they were about to ask, they saw the stall owner laying out the finished products one by one on small tinfoil plates, and a strong smell of burnt aroma suddenly spread in the air.

"hiss--"

The taste is not inferior to the previous xiaolongbao at all.

It turns out to be a new food!

As an old market-goer who has "seen the world", he knew without any explanation from the stall owner that the tinfoil plate that could only hold one piece of food was for tasting, so people lined up one after another.

Cheng Xi was not idle either. He used a brush to apply a layer of oil on a half-meter-diameter pan, and arranged the pot stickers tightly one by one. Chen Xingluo is also responsible for a large pan on the stove, so that one pot of meat and one pot of vegetarian complement each other.

The food tasting was in full swing next to them, and unexpectedly the two of them heard the alien language of Jili Gulu coming from all over the world again.

All in all, it's delicious.

As for what exactly was said? It doesn't matter, just pay.

After the two poured an appropriate amount of starch water into the pot and steamed it for two minutes, the aroma became more intense in the air, and the overflowing aroma of bananas mixed with the meat filling made it even better.

A set of ten pot stickers costs 1,000 Starcoins each. Such a combination of meat and vegetables sold out quickly.

In the corner of the market not far away, there were already many diners squatting there to eat.

"Should we expand the stall?"

"No, it's not enough."

Chen Xingluo decisively refused, "Such a small profit is really not worth the trouble. It is not a long-term solution."

"..." Do you call pot stickers worth 1,000 interstellar coins a small profit?

Cheng Xi twitched the corner of her mouth, "Then let's try our luck?"

The so-called trying your luck is naturally to look for plane merchants in the huge interstellar market. After all, only they can be added as friends, and whether the "shrimp soldiers and crab generals" wandering in the market can be seen next time remains to be seen.

Fortunately, they got lucky tonight.

After walking around the market for half an hour, the two met a suspected plane merchant.

Why is it suspected?

Because the man had a serious Asian face, wearing a gray shirt and military green trousers, and a pair of military green canvas shoes. The tall man of 18 or so was huddled on a very small horse. Poor outside.

What was in front of him was a half-meter-long salmon that was struggling with its tail swaying. The fishy smell emitted made the surrounding stall owners and tourists shy away.

"Unfortunately, this plane merchant may not be of help to us."

Cheng Xi had a dull look on his face and looked the man up and down several times to make sure of this.

At this glance, you can tell that he is a lucky person who came out of a special era. Maybe he is still suffering from famine, and there is a high probability that he cannot even fill his stomach.

But...it's better than nothing.

At least the salmon was good!

Cheng Xi quickly regained his composure and pulled Shen Xingluo closer to the fish stall.

"Brother, how do you sell this fish?"

"Hey sister, I can understand you!

! "

The man changed from the decadent energy he had a second ago and jumped up from the pony. His long legs were about to come over and give him a hug. Fortunately, Shen Xingluo was faster than him. He took a step forward and pulled Cheng Xi behind him, with a pair of black eyes. Staring at him coldly.

"This... please respect yourself."

"No, no, I'm sorry, sister, this makes me so excited, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"