"You must be fast! The young master seems to have no patience anymore." The man threw down this sentence, turned around and left slowly.

"I want to see him..." Dr. Yang clenched his fists, and there was a "grizz" sound between his knuckles.

Finally, the man floated a few words and had already walked away.

"Today, I will arrange for you to call and do it yourself."

Dr. Yang wanted to say something, but no one could hear it.

If you can talk to Yang Cong on the phone, you can at least be sure that he is still alive.

"Young Master" usually talks the same thing. As long as he promises to let them talk today, he will definitely hear Yang Cong's voice today.

The surroundings seemed to be quiet, but my heart was still very confused.

...

...Wu Shang came to the place where Chu Xuanchi and others landed as he wished, which is now Xiling.

But this is a completely different world...

How could he imagine that the houses of this era could be built so high, and that the people here dressed completely differently from those of them.

Men's hair is basically short, while girls mostly have long hair, some have short hair, and even colorful hair.

There are also some monks who are obviously barefoot and are also eating big fish and meat in some shops.

The roads here are very wide and the road surface is very hard. I don’t know what material it is made of.

And their means of transportation are really unheard of and unseen.

It's like walking on the road with big boxes, but its speed is incredible.

Although Meng Nantian had already reminded him that this place was a completely different world.

However, Wushang still stood there motionlessly, stunned for a long time.

In fact, his appearance surprised the people here for a long time.

Passers-by surrounded them in groups of three or three, and before they left, some people surrounded them.

A little boy stood there, looking at the world in surprise.

A long and smooth hair fell down from the back, and a strong and fair face.

He is dressed in ancient costume and a cloth bag that even money can't buy.

It is almost exactly the same as the costume dramas on TV, but they have never seen this little star, and he is much more handsome than the child stars they have ever seen.

It’s no wonder that there are many people filming now. Perhaps what attracts everyone is his handsome face.

Passersby gradually got used to it, and no longer crowded up to see it, and the crowd gradually became sparse.

Wu Shang was surprised for a while and slowly came to his senses before he realized that the sun seemed to be setting.

He looked at the shadow of the house that was shining down, and stretched out his hand to touch his stomach.

No matter where Master and the others are, we must solve the problem of food and accommodation by ourselves tonight and go to see Master tomorrow morning.

Wushang calmed down his spirit, ignored other people's gazes, and followed a group of people into a restaurant.

He came to a small table, looked around and then slowly sat down.

When the waiter saw him coming in, he came over immediately and handed him the menu.

Wushang looked at the menu a few times, but he couldn't understand any of the words on it.

Fortunately, there are many patterns on it that are exactly the same as things, regardless of image or color.

Wushang pointed to a dish that looked ok and whispered to the waiter: "That's it."

The waiter nodded politely: "A mushroom and chicken rice, do you still need soup or drink?"

"Drink?" Wu Shang looked at the waiter with a puzzled look. This "soup" should be similar to the ones on their side, but, what exactly is the "drink"?

The waiter didn't seem to understand his question, and she thought he wanted only drinks, not soup.

She immediately said softly: "Beverage, we have coffee, milk tea, orange juice, watermelon juice, sour plum juice, etc. What do you want to drink?"

The waiter really didn't know whether he should be a child or a husband, so he didn't dare to shout.

He looks a little like a child, but his aura is undoubtedly no different from that of an adult man.

Besides, she was already fascinated by him.

I have never seen such a handsome child star and his strong aura.

If he really made any drama, that drama would definitely be very popular.

"Milk Tea?" Wushang felt even more puzzled. Is "Milk Tea" mixed with milk and tea?

Before he could react, the waiter was stunned and left.

A sound came from a distance: "Table No. 25, a mushroom-smoked chicken rice, and a cup of milk tea."

Wushang ignored her, and since she came, she would be at ease.

He looked around again, then sat quietly and waited patiently.

Soon, rice and milk tea were brought up.

He really admired the speed of people here doing things.

Maybe every place has a lifestyle, just get used to it.

Until the end, he had not analyzed the ingredients of the milk tea, and he had drunk all this cup of so bad things.

"Xiao..." Wushang originally wanted to call him "waiter", but later he heard the table in front of him calling out "waiter", and those wearing the same clothes came over.

So, he also learned to call out: "Servant..., pay the bill."

"Okay."

The waiter came here with some strange paper in his hand, and those he seemed to have taken back from some other people who were eating.

Someone gave some strange paper and left. Is this lightweight thing valuable?

However, no matter how he looked at it, he was indeed just some paper, with patterns printed on it that he had never seen before.

Wushang put down the cloth bag, reached in and touched the golden leaves inside.

I just hope these things can be used in this place.

When the waiter walked up to him, he slowly took out the golden leaves.

"Is this thing usable?"

This time I changed a male waiter and his attitude was obviously much worse than the one just now.

"Little brother, have you not finished get off work after filming? How can this prop be used? Don't joke."

What filming? What props? Wushang couldn't understand a single sentence, he could only understand it and couldn't use it.

"This is gold, can't it be used?"

"Gold? Haha..." The waiter laughed and continued: "Of course it's gold, but it's fake. There are so many props like this."

"Little brother, have you not brought the money out? Call your mother and ask her to send the money quickly."

He looked down at the order: "There are 55 yuan in total."

Wushang was really confused by him, and the eyes of the people around him also looked here.

"This is true, it's really gold."
Chapter completed!