A few people chatted and laughed here for a long time. After they were full of wine and food, they didn't expect that the clerk gave them a fruit plate.

Mango sour dish into a beautiful flower shape, next to a stack of jam like sweet chili sauce, eat with a little, sour with spicy, spicy with sweet, do not have a taste.

Zhuang stopped the waiter who was about to leave.

Laughing, he took out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to him.

People here love to smoke. When they see the good cigarettes handed by Zhuang, they dare not want them.

"It's OK. Take it." Zhuang Bi patted him warmly on the shoulder.

"Well, what can I do for you?" The shop assistant is also very good at it. He is aware of the fact that he is short handed.

"There's nothing for you to do. Just answer me a few questions."

"Er... OK, OK, I'll tell you whatever I know."

After knowing Zhuang's conditions, he readily took the cigarette.

"Do you have any small organizations here? It's a group that likes to follow tourists' things when they are not clean. "

"This..." the shop assistant hesitated and looked at Zhao Dao. He probably knew Zhuang's intention. For a moment, he didn't know whether to say it or how to say it.

"It's OK. You can talk about it so that we can avoid risks. After all, we all have old, weak, women and children here. It's easy to become their target, right?"

Zhuang's words really can't find fault. The shop assistant took a look at this group of people. In addition to Zhuang's bad looks, other people were gentle and did have a pair of fat sheep.

If you don't wake up, you may be killed.

The assistant said slowly.

There's a gang here that's rampant, right.

They often go in and out of the railway station and near the scenic spots, and their main business objects are the single tourists.

Generally, from the beginning of leaving the railway station, someone will always follow, and may change a few waves of people without leaving any trace in the middle of the way, until the hand is taken unconsciously.

Generally, when tourists perceive it, they have already run away, and they have no idea who did it.

"Do these people have any characteristics?" Zhuang asked casually.

"Most of them are young people who have nothing to do. If you see a group of people in a scenic spot, you don't look at the scenery, you don't take pictures, you like to wander around the crowd, and you can see the tourists who are alone. They are basically the people of this group. No doubt, we local people call them a liar."

Zhuang Shu nodded clearly: "do they have any background?"

"Well, I haven't heard of it."

"Since there is no background and they are all young people, why don't you local people deal with it and tolerate it everywhere? Are you not afraid that they will ruin your reputation?" Director Zhao asked in silence.

The clerk shook his head in embarrassment: "it's because they are young and are not afraid of death when they fight. Many of us have suffered from them. Anyway, they don't fight against the local people. That's it."

It turns out that it's none of your business. It's a surprise to everyone.

The little brother of the shop assistant showed a professional smile again.

"What else do you want to ask?"

"No more." Zhuang shook his head.

"OK, then I'll go out."

"Well, thank you, man."

"You're welcome. I'd like to come back next time."

The last group left in the crowd of shop assistants.

From the food festival, people are not in a hurry to go back, especially around the next market for a while.

The markets here are different from those in the city. Although they are all roadside stalls, each vendor has his own aesthetic. What they sell is not only things but also art.