With Pinxixi in hand, I have a supermarket in the Changzheng!

Compared with the surrounding stores, that store stands out like a crane among chickens.

The exquisite doorhead is carved with intricate and beautiful patterns, and the decorative objects also look very sophisticated.

It's obvious that a huge amount of money was spent on this decoration. Just by looking at the facade, anyone can guess that eating here is not cheap.

There was a waiter standing at the door of the store, shouting to attract customers while sizing up the passers-by with his eyes.

But when his eyes fell on Zhou Yue and his group, he just glanced at them casually and then looked away.

There was no intention of inviting them into the store at all. It seemed as if he was afraid that they would ruin the style of the store if they went in.

Zhou Yue understood immediately and curled her lips secretly.

They must have seen that they were dressed shabbily and thought they were not the kind of people who could afford to spend money here, so they didn't even bother to say hello.

However, her curiosity was aroused. The decoration was so luxurious and the waiter looked down on people. What on earth did the store sell?

They stood in the street, the alluring aroma from the store filling their noses.

Zhou Yue knew that this was a place that sold food, but she was not sure what exactly was sold.

She turned her head to look at Sister Chunyan and the others, then walked towards the waiter standing at the door.

"Brother, what kind of food do you sell?"

When the waiter heard Zhou Yue's question, he looked Zhou Yue up and down with disdain in his eyes.

"Hey, we sell Wula Manchu hotpot here. Why don't you come in and eat?"

There was a strong suspicion in his tone, as if he was sure that they couldn't afford it at all.

After hearing the name, Zhou Yue became more interested.

Zhou Yueke has eaten a lot of hot pot, including mushroom soup hot pot, beef oil hot pot, light oil hot pot, tomato hot pot, and even beef tripe hot pot.

But she had never eaten this Ula Manchu hotpot and had never even heard of its name.

Zhou Yue took Sister Chunyan's hand and prepared to take her into the store.

"Sister Chunyan, how about we go in and take a look?"

Sister Chunyan seemed to be startled and shook her head like a rattle.

"Ayue, why don't we just forget it? This is not a place we can afford to eat. The food here is too expensive!"

Although we intercepted a large ship last time and obtained several boxes of silver dollars.

But when it comes to spending money, Sister Chunyan still doesn't spend it lavishly and counts every penny carefully.

Now when she goes out, Sister Chunyan also brings some money with her, but this is money from the base and she is reluctant to spend it.

Comrades of this era are like this. If the money is for the organization and everyone to use, they are willing to spend it, no matter how much. But if it is for themselves to spend, they are absolutely reluctant to spend it.

Zhou Yue also understood what Sister Chunyan was thinking, so she had to give up.

After all, even if she went in to take a look, Sister Chunyan wouldn't be willing to eat it. She would go in to smell the fragrance and then come out.

Zhou Yue smiled helplessly, took Sister Chunyan's arm and left.

"Well, when we have money in the future, we will definitely come here for a big meal!"

After leaving the store, they came to a noodle restaurant. Although they were just eating noodles, Zhou Yue was very satisfied.

These days, having a big steamed bun to eat is a happy thing, let alone eating noodles.

"Wow! There's blood sausage in this noodle. I haven't eaten blood sausage for a long time!"

When Zhou Xing saw the big bowl of noodles with several slices of blood sausage served, his mouth widened with joy.