Don't play with LEGO when you get off stage in the middle of the night.

In the alley, one could smell the fragrance of meat.

Xie Yiren swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and it seemed that she was a little greedy. Zheng Ren smiled and held her hand. He rubbed his fingers on the back of her hand, indicating for her not to be anxious.

"This shop must be old," Su Yun observed carefully and turned around to ask.

"This little brother's eyes are really bright. It's been more than a hundred years." The middle - aged man let them in and introduced,""My surname is Zhang. I'm Zhang Weiyu, Zhang Captain."

"Hello, Mr. Zhang." Zheng Ren said as he nodded.

"Please come in, please come in." Zhang Weiyu greeted them neither humbly nor arrogantly and allowed Zheng Ren and the rest to enter the room.

Xie Yiren walked in happily. The smell of mutton was even stronger inside the house, but she couldn't see a large pot or any other ingredients. There was only an empty house with a table and a circle of chairs.