"Who is it?" asked the pickpocket's accomplice.

The pickpocket who was shocked looked around, and there were people coming and going everywhere. Where did he find the person just now? In fact, he didn't see the person carefully just now, and reached over and couldn't touch him.

Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong had already walked out of the station, and the enthusiastic taxi and motorcycle driver immediately came up.

"Where to go? Do you want to send it?"

"The security at the station is not good, so it's safer to take a bus."

Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong did not talk, because as soon as they spoke, they would make these people realize that they were from other places, and they were afraid that they would be more unscrupulous.

Zhang Jidong was not afraid of these people asking for trouble, but he didn't want to cause trouble by himself. He quickly left the station and bought a map of Manglin City in a newspaper booth. Manglin City is actually not very big, and the entire Manglin City is less than 500,000 people. The real central area is not very large. When Zhang Jidong came, he asked that there is a snack street in Manglin City, which has all kinds of snacks, and the more famous snacks in the country can be found on the snack street.

Although he held the map in his hand, Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong finally asked a few passers-by before determining the direction of the snack street. The snack street is not far from the bus station, and it only takes more than ten minutes to walk there. Walking a dozen minutes is a piece of cake for rural children.

The two of them walked to the snack street easily, and just walked into the snack street, all kinds of fragrances came to their noses. Needless to ask, Zhang Jidong also knew that he had found the right place.

After all, they are still young, and Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong's eyes are immediately attracted by various delicacies and keep swallowing.

"What should we eat first?" Zhou Qingyong asked.

"Sugar Oil Papa." When Zhang Jidong saw the red sugar oil Papa, he was so greedy.

"Okay, go there." Zhou Qingyong said excitedly. It was almost noon at this time, and the two of them still had breakfast early in the morning. At this time, they were already a little hungry.

The snack street is very lively, and there are a long queue for those who eat sugar and oil cakes. Zhang Jidong specializes in watching people queue up. Because the majority of people who buy it means that this snack is very popular.

Zhang Jidong only bought a sugar-oiled cake. The two of them came here to steal the lesson. They just had to taste all kinds of snacks.

"How is it?" Zhang Jidong asked.

"It seems to taste a little stronger than the sugar-oiled cakes in the town." Zhou Qingyong said.

Zhang Jidong nodded: "It's better, and the heat and sugar dosage are more refined."

"Will our snack bar make sugar-oiled cakes in the future?" Zhou Qingyong asked.

"Of course you have to do it. It would be strange if you don't do it if you don't." Zhang Jidong said.

The two of them ate one by one on the snack street. Before one third of them had reached one third, their stomachs were already round. They had to find a small hotel to open a room. After a night of sleep, they returned to the snack street and continued to use snack street snack street. At dinner time, the two of them had a round stomach again. Then they hugged their stomachs and went back to the hotel.

I don’t know which stall owner noticed these two children, and then Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong became two famous snacks on the snack street.

The next morning, Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong had just appeared on the snack street when they heard someone shouting in fuss.

"Come on, come on, two snacks are here."

"These two foodies are really amazing. Yesterday I ate one of each skewers here, and then ran to Lao Xiao's stall to eat a bowl of cold skin and cold noodles. Finally, I went to eat a few red bean cakes."

"It's a good thing these two little guys can hold their stomachs."

"Lao Luo, you've said a few more things. They arrived at my stall in the afternoon, ate a portion of hot skin and a portion of rice cake."

"Tsk tsk, I can really eat it. It's really half a boy, I'm poor."

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When Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong walked into the snack street, they felt that the owners of the goods seemed to be staring at them and talking about two.

"Why do they seem to be us?" Zhang Jidong was very confused.

"No way? They don't know us at all." Zhou Qingyong said.

The boss who was selling fried dough sticks on the side laughed: "Now we know you two in the entire food street."

"Why?" Zhang Jidong was a little puzzled.

"You two are great celebrities in the food street, two big foodies." The boss of the fried dough stick smiled.

Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong immediately woke up. It turned out that the two of them were eating outside had been noticed by others.

"Can I try a few fried dough sticks? The fried dough sticks here are the crispiest in the food street, and the fried dough sticks are crispy and crispy, and the most delicious. The scallion pancakes here are also the most authentic." The fried dough stick owner wanted Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong to take care of their business with him.

Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong had not had time to digest all the food the day before. Now they were still a little full of their stomachs, and neither of them wanted to eat.

"Qingyong, you ate less yesterday. You can taste these dishes." Zhang Jidong said.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qingyong shook his head repeatedly: "No, no. I have been able to hold on for a long time. Jidong, you can do more hard work."

Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong stayed on the snack street for a week and ate all the snacks on the snack street. They got familiar with every boss in the snack street and took away many unique skills from each boss.

Thanks to the young age of these snack stall owners, these snack stall owners are not prepared for their own reasons. In addition, they mainly rely on diligence and attentiveness to make snacks. They are not high-tech, and there is no question of any secret recipes passed down by ancestors. Therefore, Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong can learn a lot. Some snack stall owners even let Zhang Jidong get started by themselves, and of course the things they made are bought by Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong.

Although Zhang Jidong and Zhou Qingyong came out for a few days, they would call back every night to report their safety. Otherwise, the family would have been in a hurry after the two children came out for so long. After staying in the snack street for a few days, Zhang Jidong also went to several more famous snack spots in Manglin City. Especially those famous snack shops, neither of them left behind.

It took about ten days before Zhang Jidong decided to go home. It was a coincidence that when the two of them went to the station to buy tickets, they actually met the group of pickpockets entrenched around the station.

A ignorant pickpocket reached his hand to Zhang Jidong's pocket again, and there was no money left in Zhang Jidong's wallet. But Zhang Jidong would not allow these guys who were lazy and lazy to steal a dime from his pocket.

Before the pickpocket's hand reached into the bag, Zhang Jidong had already released the thunder in his palm. This time, Zhang Jidong did not target this pickpocket, but attacked a group of pickpockets at the same time. The group of pickpockets immediately fell to the ground like a collective epilepsy, and their bodies kept shaking and falling on the ground, and then foamed in their mouths.
Chapter completed!