I Just Want to be a Shenhao Quietly

After getting off the plane, Nie Qingqing looked a little restrained, holding Lin Xian's small hand, a little tighter.

Seeing this, Lin Xian asked, "You seem to be very nervous? It's your first time going out?"

"Um!"

Nie Qingqing nodded: "It's the first time I've left Jinling."

Leaving Jinling for the first time?

A good girl is not as good as you are!

Lin Xian looked at her with a strange expression.

"I don't know the way, so I don't dare to go far."

Nie Qingqing explained in a low voice.

Oh, it turns out to be an idiot.

In the past few days, the temperature in Yangcheng has returned to normal.

In the evening, even wearing short sleeves makes it feel hot.

After walking out of the airport and waiting for a while, a Bentley stopped steadily in front of the two of them.

"Mr. Lin, we meet again!"

The driver got out of the car, greeted him with a smile, and enthusiastically helped him open the door.

Getting in the car, the driver asked, "Mr. Lin, are you going back to the hotel directly?"

Lin Xian thought, "Let's go to West Street first!"

When her long-lost daughter was found, no matter what she wanted, she had to notify Liao Jie in advance.

Otherwise, Liao Yingqi didn't know what to think when she saw that her own father was so down.

It is estimated that Liao Jie himself does not want to use this look to see his daughter.

The West Street during the day looks a bit cold, and there is absolutely no liveliness at night.

Lin Xian led Nie Qingqing and walked into the convenience store with ease.

In the convenience store, Zhong Bo was sitting by the window, eating a takeaway.

"Zhong Bo!"

Hearing this, Uncle Zhong turned his head, and after seeing Lin Xian, he couldn't help but wonder, "Liangzi, you haven't left yet?"

"Leave, come again!" Lin Xian said with a smile.

Zhong Bo sighed: "Hey, I really have no choice, otherwise I will definitely make you a soup with yellow croaker."

I have to say that Uncle Zhong was moved by Lin Xian's perseverance.

This kind of diners who are obsessed with food is the greatest compliment to a chef.

Just like a painter, no matter how well you paint, no one appreciates it, what's the use?

Chapter 71: Dead on the Street!

"Zhong Bo, I have found Master Liao Jie's daughter."

Lin Xian's words made Zhong Bo stunned, and he didn't even notice that the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground.

After a long while, he finally regained his senses and said excitedly, "Aren't you kidding me?"

Lin Xian said seriously: "No kidding, her daughter's name is Liao Yingqi, right?"

"That's right, that's right, it's Liao Yingqi!" Zhong Bo swallowed and nodded hurriedly.

The relationship between him and Liao Jie was more than just a teacher and apprentice.

After all, as a descendant of the Manchu-Han Quanxi, it involves secret recipes, but even his own daughter will not pass it on.

So it is said that they are masters and apprentices, but they are more like father and son.

A teacher for one day, a father for life.

Not just talking about it, the apprentice really has to fulfill the duties of a son.

If the master does not have a son, the apprentice will be responsible for old age and death.

The older generation of craftsmen pay attention to this.

In his heart, Liao Jie's daughter is equivalent to his granddaughter.

After Jiruilou lost, he spent a lot of money over the years, and specially invited people to find Liao Yingqi, but there was no result.

Zhong Bo grabbed Lin Xian's hand and said excitedly, "Where is she now?"

"I have asked someone to bring her to Yangcheng, and she will arrive tomorrow at the latest."

Lin Xian paused for a while, then continued: "Do you want to inform Master Liao Jie about this first?"

"I want to tell him not to let Yingqi see him like this."

Zhong Bo said, and walked quickly to the warehouse in the back.

The warehouse of the convenience store is not large, only less than 20 square meters, and it is full of goods.

In the corner of the warehouse, there was a folding bed. Liao Jie was sleeping soundly on the bed at the moment, and there were rows of empty wine bottles beside the bed.

"Liao Jie, wake up!"

Zhong Bo stepped forward and shook Liao Jie a few times.

However, he didn't mean to wake up at all, after smashing his mouth, he turned over and continued to sleep.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhong raised his hand and gave him a slap in the face.

"Snapped!"

The slap was very hard, and the sound was extraordinarily loud.

Liao Jie was agitated, suddenly sat up, covered his face, and looked at them blankly.

Uncle Zhong said angrily, "I'm still sleeping, get up quickly, and dash to the street!"