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The group then strolled around the streets together, with Liu Zhi, Xu Fei, and a few others walking in front, chatting and laughing, appearing quite lively.

However, most of the time it was either Xu Fei showing off, or Liu Zhi and the others flattering him.

Either Liu Zhi goes on a rampage, spouting his own profound theories.

Yan Liang occasionally tried to say a few words, but Liu Zhi immediately refuted him with a single word.

"I know a restaurant with really authentic food, but it's a bit out of the way. We'd better take a taxi there," Liu Zhi suddenly said.

"Then let's take a taxi, it'll save us from walking." Xu Fei said matter-of-factly.

The rules in the inner city prohibit private individuals from owning gasoline-powered cars, and all taxis are electric vehicles, but these vehicles are not very spacious and can only seat a maximum of three people.

There were nine of them, which was just enough for three cars.

Liu Zhi flagged down a car at the intersection first, and Shen Zitong followed closely behind. Yan Liang's eyes darted around, and he quickly scanned the crowd before squeezing into the car as well.

Seeing this, Zhao Dele followed Liu Zhi's example and flagged down a car on the roadside. He then turned to Tu Nan and the other two and said, "Two of you come with me in this car."

The three exchanged a glance, and Zhang Lin said, "You two go up first."

"Alright, Zhang Lin, you can ride in the same car as the other two," Zhao Dele immediately arranged.

Zhang Lin nodded without saying anything more.

Liu Zhi and Zhao Dele's cars drove away from the intersection one after the other, taking the lead.

Zhang Lin looked back and saw that Xu Fei was looking at the street scene to his left and Zhou Wei was looking at the shops to his right, neither of them seemed to want to hail a taxi. Left with no other option, he had to flag one down himself.

Seeing that Zhang Lin had stopped the car, Xu Fei and Zhou Wei tacitly looked away and got in without saying a word.

The car moved smoothly and quickly. This was Zhang Lin's first time taking a taxi in the inner city, and he couldn't help but feel a bit excited. But when he thought about the fare, he couldn't help but click his tongue in disbelief—this price was really not cheap.

Upon arrival at their destination, the driver asked Zhang Lin for 100 yuan as fare.

"Dele, how much is the fare? Let's split it among the three of us." On the other side, Tu Nan asked Zhao Dele.

"One hundred yuan, we'll talk about it when we get back," Zhao Dele replied casually.

"Brother Zhi, how much is the fare?" Shen Zitong asked, addressing Liu Zhi.

"It's just a small amount, no need to pay." Liu Zhi waved his hand generously, appearing exceptionally magnanimous.

Yan Liang remained silent, only grinning as if it were the natural thing to do.

Zhang Lin didn't quite understand the ways people in the inner city got along. In his mind, no matter how much money was spent, if several people went out together, they would naturally split the cost equally; or it would be a matter of you treating this time and me treating next time, based on reciprocity.

Zhang Lin turned to look at Xu Fei and Zhou Wei beside him. Seeing that the two of them got out of the car and went straight to Liu Zhi and the others without any intention of splitting the fare, he simply didn't bring it up again, thinking that he could just let them take a taxi back.

The group met at the restaurant entrance, and Liu Zhi led them inside, familiar with the place.

Looking at the exquisite and luxurious interior, Zhang Lin couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Is it expensive here?"

When he left the outer city, the people in the settlement did give him some money, but he didn't have much on him. If it was too expensive, he would rather not eat it.

Upon hearing this, Xu Fei and the others glanced at Zhang Lin in unison, their eyes revealing a strange and inexplicable look.

Liu Zhi quickly smiled and said, "It's not expensive at all, it's only two hundred yuan per person at most."

Upon hearing the price, Zhang Lin, Tu Nan, and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief; they could still afford it.

The group was quite large, and upon seeing this, the restaurant manager quickly led them to a private room and handed them the menu.

"Let's each order one of our favorite dishes so we can try a variety of flavors," Liu Zhi said, handing the menus to everyone.

Zhang Lin and his friends grew up in the outer city and weren't particular about food. They took the menu, flipped through it casually, and each ordered a dish.

When it was Xu Fei's turn, he slowly took the menu, glanced at it casually, then suddenly frowned, pursed his lips, and asked loudly, "Who ordered this 'Ants Climbing a Tree' dish?"

"I ordered it," Zhang Lin replied.

"This food is awful." Xu Fei said with a look of disgust, his disdain almost palpable. He casually flipped through a couple of pages, ordered a dish for himself, and then tossed the menu to the next person.

Zhang Lin's face immediately darkened, and he felt a surge of displeasure.

It's just a meal together, everyone orders a dish, it's not like we're not splitting the bill, why would someone say something like that?

"So you're planning to treat us to this meal?" Just then, Soguli suddenly spoke, his voice calm but carrying an invisible sense of pressure.

Xu Fei looked up at the sound and met Suo Guli's cold eyes. Looking at the scar on his face, he felt a sudden chill and his face stiffened. He didn't dare to say anything more.

Liu Zhi and the others opened their mouths, exchanged glances, and wisely kept quiet.

The meaning behind the "suoguli" couldn't be clearer—since it's a split-the-bill system, with one dish per person, you don't have to order what you don't like, but there's no need to belittle other people's choices; if you really don't like it, you can treat yourself, no one's stopping you.

Xu Fei remained silent, and Suo Guli didn't press the matter further. The brief, tense atmosphere in the private room gradually dissipated.

Zhang Lin turned to look at Suoguli, his eyes full of gratitude, but Suoguli didn't seem to care at all.

Liu Zhi handed the menu to the waiter and added, "Another bottle of baijiu, please."

The dishes were served one after another, and Xu Fei seemed to be deliberately going against Zhang Lin, not touching the "ants climbing a tree" dish even once, and looking at it with a disdainful expression every time he saw it.

Zhang Lin was speechless for a while, so he simply buried his head in his rice and ignored him.

Zhou Wei, sitting to his left, suddenly spoke meaningfully, his tone carrying a hint of condescension and a strange pity: "How about it? You probably haven't had this dish in the outer city, have you?"

That expression, that tone, made Zhang Lin feel extremely uncomfortable. He glanced at the steamed fish and spicy crayfish on the table, thinking to himself: There are plenty of these things in the outer city, how come I've never eaten them before?

Before Zhang Lin could speak, Zhao Dele, sitting to his right, burst out laughing, his tone relaxed: "You've eaten them before? Of course you have! We used to catch these fish and shrimp in the muddy ponds when we were kids."

He had one more thing he didn't say: "We just thought it was dirty and didn't eat it. I didn't expect that people in the inner city would like to eat this kind of thing."

Zhou Wei's face froze instantly. He turned his head away, slightly displeased, and said nothing more.