Half an hour later, we finally arrived in town.
These blocks are very different from the countryside, with bright lights and bustling people everywhere.
Although we all wore the green uniforms of the Karen State Border Guards and had two AK47s in our hands, we did not dare to enter and exit various places with arrogance.
For fear of being seen by someone interested, it would attract the attention of the park's senior management and cause unnecessary trouble.
"Let's go get something to eat first. I want to eat Chinese food."
I rubbed my growling stomach and wanted to find a Chinese restaurant for dinner.
"You can only try your luck outside the casino. There are not many Chinese shops here."
Abu took us to a sparsely populated area and said that there were indeed relatively few Chinese doing serious business here.
Because of chaos, survival is impossible, so things are rare and valuable.
After walking for a long time, I actually couldn't find a decent Chinese restaurant. Finally, I finally found a fast food restaurant in the old neighborhood with a sign saying "Yunnan Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles."
"I get angry when I see this name, you know? It was after eating a bowl of Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles in Kunming that I was brought to Kokang..."
I stood outside the store and felt like I was in another world.
The screwdriver smiled and dragged me inside, "Go in and take a look, maybe you can find something."
The noodle shop is more than ten square meters wide, and the decoration is a bit old, but it is still clean. There are six long tables on both sides of the wall, and on each table are chili sauce, peanut butter, and Shanxi mature vinegar from China.
Looking at it, there is indeed an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
At eight o'clock sharp.
As soon as we entered, we first looked at the clock on the wall.
"Welcome to the shop, what would you guys like to eat?"
It says it's a Guoqiao rice noodle shop, but it actually sells fast food. The owner is a dark, thin man in his fifties. He greeted us in Yunnan Mandarin with a big smile.
For some reason, it was dinner time, but the shop was extremely deserted. The boss and his two employees were sitting there chatting and fighting.
When he saw us coming in, he immediately collected the cards and stood aside to welcome us with a smile.
Could it be another black shop?
After thinking about it, it was unlikely that the shop next to the wolf's den could be hacked.
Is there a little white rabbit here?
Hehe, the screwdriver and I count as two.
"Stir-fried beef, stir-fried pork with chili, steamed sea bass, and a three-fresh soup. Now let's serve a bowl of cross-bridge rice noodles. Can we make these?"
We walked to the innermost seat and sat down, and Abu spoke to the boss in blunt Mandarin.
The four dishes he ordered were all the names of the dishes that Screwdriver and I had agreed upon in advance.
"Yes, yes, please wait a moment. The rice noodles will be on the table soon."
The boss's two male employees immediately went to work in the kitchen after hearing this, while he poured us tea and handed us cigarettes with a smile on his face.
Tea is a relatively popular drink in Yunnan.
Tobacco is also the relatively affordable Yuxi brand from Yunnan.
For me and Screwdriver, the grade is not important, what matters is the Chinese taste.
Abu, a local guy, would never have tasted authentic Chinese food if he hadn't been "hanging around" with us.
Fortunately, he also loves chili peppers, so he can easily solve all problems.
As a province in China where you can eat chili peppers, you can’t have a meal without spicy food.
Without adding chili pepper, the chef can't stir-fry the dish.
The same goes for the Yunnan boss’s shop. There is no soul in cooking without adding chili!
Therefore, when we were eating the light and delicious Guoqiao rice noodles, we smelled the pungent spicy smell wafting from the kitchen next to us.
The conditions here are poor, so don’t imagine installing a Chinese brand range hood.
Open the door for ventilation, economical and economical.
"Boss, this chili pepper of yours is probably Dehong shabu-shabu pepper, right? It smells so full!"
I put down my chopsticks and asked in a Chongqing accent.
A soldier who does not know many languages in a foreign country is not a good "soldier".
"This soldier is really good. You guessed it right. By the way, do you drink? I'll treat you to Heqing dry wine. It's rare to meet a fellow countryman."
The boss picked up a bottle of wine from the counter behind the cashier and walked over.
I raised my eyebrows, "Are there a lot of Chinese people here?"
"More is more, but there are very few Chinese people who are as iconic and low-key as you!"
"oh?"
This is very interesting. Are you complimenting us on how handsome we are?
Abu smiled and said, "Sorry, you can't drink during working hours. The captain will behead you."
"..." The boss's face changed suddenly, and he immediately said with a smile: "Then put it here, you can drink it whenever you want."
"Here comes the beef!"
While talking, a male employee came with spicy stir-fried yellow beef.
Then there is the fried pork with chili pepper and the so-called steamed seabass, which is replaced by boiled grass carp.
The last bowl of three delicacies soup is actually Yunnan mushroom, egg dumplings, and cabbage soup.
It tasted good and I was very happy to be able to eat Chinese food. After finishing the rice noodles, I had two big bowls of rice.
I don't dare to eat meat in the park, but the meat from the shops outside is fresh and safe.
Even the "zombie meat" shipped from China is more reassuring than the "meat" from KK Park.
Especially for screwdrivers, I guess I have never had a decent meal since I came to the park. I ate until I was full and still stuffing meat into my mouth.
Abu is a local and has free access to the park. He eats much more politely than us. Seeing that we were like reincarnations of starving ghosts, he put down his chopsticks after eating a bowl of rice.
"Boss, your craftsmanship is good. I will come to eat next time."
The screwdriver's mouth was bulging, and his voice changed.
"Hey, you can just eat if you like." The boss sat on the stool next to me, smoking a cigarette and looking me up and down.
I put down the bowl and chopsticks and couldn't help but ask: "Boss, why are you always staring at me?"
The boss looked around and lowered his voice: "Young man, I think you look familiar. Are there any old friends serving as soldiers in other special zones?"
"..." I was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what he meant.
There is a saying that there are also Chinese people working as mercenaries or soldiers here.
It shouldn't be difficult to find a few people who look similar to me.
Seeing that I was lost in thought, he took out a pack of Furong Wang cigarettes from his pocket and said in Hunan dialect, "I am from Hunan."
"!!!"
I am completely stuck, I have no skills in writing, and I am not qualified to open a store and do business abroad.
"You..." When the foodie Screwdriver saw this, the food in his mouth suddenly no longer tasted good.
Throw away the chopsticks and immediately enter combat mode.
The two male employees had been standing at the door smoking, nothing unusual.
The boss looked at me and asked calmly in his hometown dialect: "Is this dish salty?"
"It's not salty. I feel like the three delicacies soup doesn't even have salt in it..."
When I said this, it suddenly dawned on me.
Yan, Tongyan, could he be Yan Yun's spy?
"What do you mean?" The screwdriver didn't understand our "code language". He was about to pull the trigger, but immediately let go.
"I recognized you as soon as you came in. You are very recognizable and easy to recognize."
The boss laughed loudly, took out a jade pendant from his arms and said, "The young master has specifically told me that if he finds this store by chance, his requests will be granted!"
