“哎，你们知道那儿一盘回锅肉多少钱吗？”那个叫小李的少年说。
“Do you know how much is the dish of twice cooked pork?”asked the teenager, Xiao Li.
“靠，菜里有沙子。”另外一个叫小丁的胖少年突然捂住嘴说，他的指甲里还带着黑泥，“坑人啊。得找老板退钱！”
“Fuck, there’s sand in the dishes”said Xiao Ding, an fat teenager with his hands covering his mouth. And black mud was in his nails.“i was cheated.”
“人家那儿一盘回锅肉，就三百四。”小李说，“三百四！一盘水煮牛肉四百二呢。”
“A dish of twice cooked pork costs three or four hundred yuan.”said Xiao Li,“it is three or four hundred yuan. A dish of sliced beef in hot chili oil spends you four hundred and twenty yuan.”
“什么玩意？这么贵。”小丁捂着腮帮子咕哝道。
“What is it? It is so expensive.”whispered Xiao Ding,clutching his cheek.
另外两个少年对谈话没兴趣，还在埋头吃面，小李低头看着他们，眼睛似乎穿过他们，看到了某个看不见的地方，目光里有热切。
Another two teenagers had no interest on this topic and ate noodles. Xiao Li looked at them and focused anxiously on something could not be seen.
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