It is where the place where I cross the Tianjin world a day is called Tianjin.

Tianjin Guard at the bottom of Jiuhe River, three floating bridges and two passes.

Along the way, Xinhao saw the various colors of big cities through the car window, with bright lights and wine. Old Shen sat in the passenger seat and looked at Xinhao through the rearview mirror, his eyes full of worry. He was not sure to take Xinhao out to see whether the world was good or bad to him, but Baiyi had to listen to what he said.

The car was turning around and arrived in the downtown area. Mr. Shen paid to get off the car and took his two children to an inconspicuous shop.

"Old man, why are we here for? Didn't we agree to go and eat good food? Don't tell me that this is good food." The shop in front of me was in a mess. No matter how Xinhao saw this broken store, it couldn't connect with the delicious food.

"Shut up and follow me." Old Shen was annoyed by Xinhao and scolded Xinhao.

"Oh" Xinhao grimaced at Old Shen's back, obviously dissatisfied.

Mr. Shen walked to the store, picked up the curtain and walked in. Although Xinhao was extremely reluctant, he still led the boy into the store.

The shop looks exactly the same, but the tables and chairs are surprisingly clean. It seems that the owner of this shop loves cleaning.

Not long after the three of them came in, one person came out from behind. The man was about the same age as Mr. Shen, but his mental outlook was not a little better than Mr. Shen. The old man nodded at Mr. Shen: "Is it still the same old thing?"

"Well, I'll give you three copies of the same thing." Old Shen nodded, found a chair and sat down, and put the hiking pole aside.

"After so many years, I've still been holding it?" The old man asked casually when he saw the hiking pole.

"Of course, the only thing he gave me must be kept well. When people get old, they will be hungry."

"Okay, okay, let's go cook now and wait." The old man smiled helplessly, turned around and went back behind, and soon he heard the sound of fire.

"Old man, do you know this boss?" Xin Hao felt confused when he heard the conversation between the two of them. What is the only thing? Who is that person? He has heard the three words "that person" more than once.

"I know you, an old acquaintance." Mr. Shen said something and never mentioned it again. Xinhao knew it was boring, so he stopped asking questions.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, during this process, a man in a suit and tie came in from outside, followed by a bodyguard, who looked a little imposing. He walked in and looked at Xinhao and sat on the table next to them. He didn't call the old man, but sat quietly until the old man came out with three bowls of steaming noodles.

"This is your thing, I want to eat it, Xiao Ming, what are you eating?" The old man put down the bowl, turned around and saw the young man on the seat, smiled at him, and said kindly.

"It's still the same. I have a bad appetite recently. They recommend me to eat something that doesn't irritate my stomach. Please trouble you." The young man named Xiao Ming smiled at the old man and took out a bank card from the suit. "This is what Xiao Ming respects you, and I hope you can accept it."

"This, alright." The old man knew that refusal was not a solution, so he had to accept the bank card with peace of mind and turn around and go back to cook.

Mr. Shen took a few sips of noodles and smacked his lips: "It's delicious, it hasn't changed in so many years. Xinhao, drink it quickly. If the tea is cold for a while, it will be bad." He looked up and saw Xinhao staring at Xiaoming blankly, reminding him that this Xiaoming is not as good as he looks on the surface.

"Ah, oh." Xinhao lowered his head and took a few sips, then nodded constantly. The tea is so fragrant, much better than what I ate in the hotel before.

"When making this tea, when pouring it half a bowl, sprinkle a layer of sesame seeds, then pour it over, and then sprinkle a layer of sesame seeds. In this way, the taste will start from the beginning to the end. Nowadays, people just sprinkle a layer of it on top. In fact, the taste is only on top." Mr. Shen drank very quickly, and after a bowl of noodles, he saw the bottom, wiped his mouth, and popularized knowledge with Xinhao.

"Oh, no wonder it's so fragrant." Xinhao nodded, picked up the bowl, and drank the bowl of noodles and tea in one go. Old Shen covered his face: "It's embarrassing to grandma's house."

After dinner, the three of them stood up and left. Old Shen put the money under the bowl. From beginning to end, Xiao Ming's bodyguards were watching them. After the three of them left, Xiao Ming said: "Come on." The bodyguard nodded and took the order out.

"Xiao Ming, this is not great." The old man walked out from behind with a bowl of noodle tea. In fact, he had been standing at the door for a long time and had not come out, just looking at them.

"Tianjin is a bit messy, it's okay to find someone to watch them. My godfather, it's my thing, don't do this business, go back with me." Xiao Ming has only now called the old man's godfather. He didn't reveal his identity just now, thinking that it's better to have less than more things.

"Forget it, I have been here for so many years and I have gotten used to it. I can't adapt to it when I rest. And I also want to see if that young man can accomplish that." The old man sat opposite Xiao Ming, narrowed his eyes and looked at the people coming and going outside the window.

"Okay, godfather, if you change your mind one day, call me and I'll pick you up and go home." Xiao Ming sighed, picked up the bowl, and drank the noodle tea.

After the three of them came out of the store, Mr. Shen took them to eat a lot of food. What made Xinhao strange was that Mr. Shen did not take them to eat the famous Shibajie Mahua and Goubuli buns in China.

After hearing Xinhao's question, Mr. Shen laughed: "Do you know that although Tianjin produces this mozzarella, people don't eat it. Because they eat too much and don't want to eat it, it has become a must-buy for tourists to travel to Tianjin."

"As for Goubuli buns, I'm my own, I don't want to eat them. I don't want to eat them because of this name. Goubuli has two meanings. One means Goubuli's buns, and the other means that people who don't eat this bun are dogs. It's obvious that they are cursing people. If you want to eat them, I'll take you there."

"No need, I ate a lot and I'm full. Let's go back. Bai Musheng should be waiting for us." Xin Hao patted his stomach and said with satisfaction.

"Okay." Mr. Shen went to find a taxi, but it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening. It was the bustling time in the downtown area. Not to mention the car, he couldn't even get in with a three-wheeler.

"Really." Mr. Shen took out his cell phone and dialed a number, "Hey, Xiao Li, I'm in the downtown area of ​​your house, come and pick me up, and send it to you." After that, he hung up the phone.

Not long after Mr. Shen put down the phone, he saw a young man hurried over: "Director Shen, sorry, I don't know how negligent you are."

"Why are you so fast? You're not here nearby?" Mr. Shen was a little surprised. After only a few minutes, why did this person come so quickly?

"You really guessed it right. This weasel has been making a big fuss recently. We are here to catch weasels."

"You are very brave, even a weasel dares to catch it?" Mr. Shen raised his eyebrows and thought to himself when the person from the Tianjin Branch got so brave?

"There is no way. Many people were affected. The things at home disappeared for no reason. The pet died without understanding. There were no less than dozens of reports a month. The police sent out several times, but they returned in vain. Later, the police chief had to hand over the case to us. We scattered many people to wait at the designated location. It was only the third day. By the way, Director Chen, have you sent someone? You will be here today."

"I don't remember sending someone." Old Shen was confused when he heard this. He didn't remember sending him to the Tianjin branch. Moreover, he had just packed his luggage and had never taken care of anything special.

"No, forget it, everyone, I'll send you back to the hotel first, and I'll see you tomorrow when I have time." Xiao Li smiled, thinking that it must be Mr. Shen, who has a bad memory.

"good"

In this way, Xiao Li sent the three of them back to the hotel, and then hurried back to continue squatting.

"Oh, what are the people in the branch learning from the police to do? Don't you know that you can't even squat with yellow hair?" As he went upstairs, Mr. Shen sighed and knocked on the elevator under his feet with a hiking pole. It was obvious that his helplessness and regret were ineffective.

"I think it's better for us to deal with things like yellow skin. After all, this thing is one of the five great immortals, and it's a bit evil."

"No need for you. Since they said they had specially sent people there, let's leave this matter to them for a headache first. We'll have fun in Tianjin tomorrow and the next two days. We'll go to a party on the third day, and then you can see a few people."

"Yeah, I understand." Xinhao nodded. Two days after tomorrow, he probably would have arrived with his dagger and Tang Dao.

The matter of controlling knives also made Xinhao's head hurt for two days. Finally, Mr. Shen said he would go to a special dedicated line. Only then did Xinhao feel sick and had no Tang Dao, and he was in a loss of confidence.
Chapter completed!