Zhao Feng showed no expression, smiled and nodded at the manager, then turned around and took the lead in.

"A cute casual restaurant? It's more interesting than the name." The young man with yellow hair sneered when he saw the sign.

"Hey, look at the notice board, the business hours are three hours a day? Damn, egg fried rice is 280, milk is 80, damn, isn't this obviously deceiving people?" The blue-haired man cracked his mouth, Said: "Brother Feng, this restaurant sells food so expensive, I wonder if our charges will be doubled?"