When he got downstairs, Zhou Xingguo got into the radio station's car, using it as a public car for private use.
Based on the principle of politeness and considering that they were not as familiar as the three of them, Zhang Yixing waited aside, thinking of letting Wang Weiyuan and Han Shiyao choose their seats first.
But Wang Weiyuan suddenly pulled Zhang Yixing lightly.
Zhang and his party looked up in confusion and saw Wang Weiyuan tapping the passenger seat with his chin and saying in a low voice: "Sit in front!"
Yo!
I know!
Zhang Yixing smiled playfully and went to open the passenger door.
But Han Shiyao took the lead and opened the door and got into the passenger seat.
Wang Weiyuan suddenly felt a little disappointed.
What a young man!
All your worries are on your face!
Zhang Yixing's aunt smiled, patted the passenger window, and said to Han Shiyao who was sitting inside: "Sister, I'm a little carsick, can I sit in the front?"
Han Shiyao groaned, quickly got up and came out, smiled and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were carsick!"
Zhou Xingguo also expressed concern: "Yixing, why did you suddenly get motion sickness?"
Zhang Yixing had a dark look on his face, scolding Zhou Xingguo for being a solitary student several times, and explained: "I don't know, I just felt a little dizzy all of a sudden!"
Zhou Xingguo frowned and thought for a while, and soon realized, "That may be because he is not accustomed to the local environment. I will just drink some tea later!"
The four of them sat in the car and turned a few corners as they rode, arriving at a somewhat winding and remote street.
There are scattered open shops on both sides of the street, and they look quite old.
Zhou Xingguo stopped the car and led the four people into a mutton restaurant.
The mutton restaurant is not big, there are only six tables inside, and they are all full of people.
Zhou Xingguo didn't seem to notice it, and walked directly in with the three of them. After passing through a door frame, he discovered that there was a cave inside.
The mutton restaurant is actually connected to the community behind it. After passing through the floor, there is an open-air venue. Many small tables are placed in the yard, and a group of people are eating barbecue here.
Zhou Xingguo found a small table, then searched around for Maza, and said, "Sit with Maza. Hey, where is Maza?"
After a lot of searching, several people finally gathered four matzas and sat down at the table one on each side.
After serving the food to the people next to him, the waiter finally made some free time, came over with a pen and order, and asked Zhou Xingguo, "What should I eat?"
Zhou Xingguo said casually: "Let's have a roast leg of lamb, um, about four pounds."
"Are there any more?" the waiter asked while taking down the order.
"Here comes a plate of peanuts, here comes a plate of edamame, they're gone!"
"Want some wine?"
Zhou Xingguo wiped his mouth, struggled for a while and shook his head, "Oh, forget it, no more, just four bottles of Jianlibao!"
"Okay, come right away!" The waiter took down the order and left.
A few minutes later, "right away" came.
I only came with a plate of edamame and peanuts, and four bottles of Jianlibao.
The four of them ate and waited.
Because Zhou Xingguo and the other three were already familiar with each other, and only Zhang Yixing was a new entrant, both Wang Weiyuan and Han Shiyao were very interested in him.
The two asked him questions one after another, and they were very surprised that he had published so many articles at the age of seven.
During the conversation, Zhang and his party got to know the two of them somewhat.
The two came from junior high schools in the city. Although the schools were not the same, they both studied at the Municipal Children's Palace and were frequent guests on the city's radio and television stations.
Zhang Yixing rarely watched city radio stations in his previous life, and he is even less interested in watching TV in this life.
The black and white TV set at home was basically occupied by Zhang Xiuxiu to watch "Windmill" and "Animation City", so Zhang and his party had not watched the programs hosted by the two.
Zhang and his party used to spend most of their time with a group of seven-year-old children. Today, first there was Zhou Xingguo, and now there are two junior high school students, so they were very interested in chatting.
Wang Weiyuan and Han Shiyao chatted with Zhang and his party as if they were children at first. When the roasted leg of lamb was served, they were already communicating with Zhang and his party as if they were communicating with their peers.
Zhou Xingguo was secretly amazed as he watched from the side. Only then did he realize that this little guy Zhang Yixing was really very precocious!
The roasted leg of lamb is lying on a metal plate, the skin is roasted to an orange-yellow color, exuding an alluring aroma.
Several people stopped talking and their attention was attracted by the food.
Zhang and his party were no exception. They hadn’t really had a big meal in a long time.
Zhou Xingguo distributed knives, forks and dipping sauces, and said like giving an order: "Let's eat!"
Four knives cut into the leg of lamb almost at the same time.
Zhou Xingguo originally thought that Zhang Yixin might not be used to using knives and forks, but when he saw Zhang Yixin's familiar movements, he put away his thoughts and devoted himself to helping him cut the meat.
The skin of the lamb leg is crispy and the meat is tender. When it is cut, it makes a crispy sound. The oily tender meat inside is exposed, and the hot aroma is even more fragrant.
Zhang Yixing pursed his lips, took out a piece of mutton, dipped it in the seasoning, and put it in his mouth. The meat was spicy, and it was really fragrant.
"Hmm, it's delicious!" Wang Weiyuan exclaimed.
Even Han Shiyao gave up her image as a lady, and her knife movements accelerated significantly.
By the time I was full and full, there was no trace of meat left in the roasted lamb leg.
Zhang Yixing let out a long breath and touched his belly. It felt so comfortable!
After settling the bill, the four of them got into the car and left.
After a few turns, we returned to the radio station building.
Han Shiyao suddenly said: "Brother Zhou, I want to go shopping and then go back!"
Zhou Xingguo hummed, "Okay, I've been rehearsing hard these days. Just relax, but don't go back too late. By the way, Weiyuan, you're coming too. You're familiar with this place. Take Shiyao around for a walk. Don't go back too late." It’s too far to go, I’ll buy some food for my mother, so I won’t accompany you!”
Wang Weiyuan agreed with excitement: "Okay, Brother Zhou, don't worry!"
"By the way, you two will lead Zhang and his party. It's his first time in the city. You two will be the hosts."
Wang Weiyuan's excitement was suddenly gone.
Zhang and his party happened to see Wang Weiyuan's expression change in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but feel happy.
Alas, it has become a light bulb!
But I really want to go shopping. It’s a rare opportunity, not to mention that I just saw a magazine kiosk on the roadside.
No, I am not doing it for myself, but for your own good. Puppy love is wrong!
Zhang Yixing was upright and after thinking about the truth, he put away his guilt and decisively opened the door and got out of the car.
He just gave up when he saw the opportunity, and deliberately walked faster to keep a distance of seven or eight meters from Wang Weiyuan and Han Shiyao.
Because Han Shiyao walked slowly, Wang Weiyuan walked slowly, and Zhang Yixing couldn't walk fast.
After finally arriving at the magazine kiosk, Zhang and his party looked at the dazzling array of magazines hanging on the glass wall, "This one, this one, and this one...!"
The owner of the magazine kiosk is an aunt, and she is busy getting magazines.
Wang Weiyuan and his two men finally came over at this time, and waited for Zhang and his party with peace of mind.
When the aunt had already picked up seven or eight books, Han Shiyao couldn't help but persuade: "Yixing, you bought too many!"
Wang Weiyuan also echoed, "Yes, just buy a few copies and then buy them after reading them!"
"We don't have so many there!" Zhang Yixing shook his head and continued to point to the hanging magazines and said to his aunt: "Plus this one, well, except for these few, I want all of them!"
Wang Weiyuan: "..."
Han Shiyao: "..."
Auntie: "...do you have enough money?"
