After bidding farewell to Pakistan's leader and completing all the necessary formalities, Gou Dan's final task was to say goodbye to the Special Forces soldiers from his former dormitory.
Back when he had first arrived in Pakistan, he couldn't communicate with the people around him, so these rough-edged soldiers had been the ones closest to him. Now that he was leaving, he naturally had to give them a proper farewell.
Around six or seven o'clock, Li Gou Dan found the restaurant the brothers had chosen. He heard it was a very authentic local establishment, and by the time he arrived, most of the dishes had already been served.
Pakistan's cuisine was somewhat similar to A San Country's. They enjoyed spicy food, and their curry dishes made with pepper, turmeric, and other ingredients were famous throughout the world.
Gou Dan glanced at the table. Just like before, all the dishes were stews. Whether it was meat, fish, beans, or vegetables, everything had been stewed until thoroughly tender, which was very different from the big-pot stir-fried dishes back home.
But Gou Dan actually didn't dislike stew. On the contrary, although stewing various meats and vegetables together made the dish look a little like vomit, once he blocked out the visual impression, the taste was still quite good.
When the soldiers saw Gou Dan arrive, they hurriedly made room for him. Gou Dan wasn't polite either. He casually took a seat where someone had been sitting and boldly picked up a chunk of chicken with his hand and began gnawing on it.
A soldier beside him quickly handed him another small meat patty made from starch and minced meat. Gou Dan grinned, picked it up, and took a bite, then grabbed a piece of lettuce and stuffed it into his mouth.
At that