Chapter 90 Four Tones 02 Dinner

Yanjia Lane is very long.

After all, Hongjing is an ancient city, so the classical and modern here are always strangely intertwined. Then Yanjiaxiang is probably the bridge connecting the classical and the modern.

This may be too literary. In fact, a year ago, Yanjiaxiang was also an ordinary dilapidated street. Later, it was transformed into this small and fresh look.

When he arrived at the door, Xing Conglian said that he would go home and change his clothes. It was not good to go shopping in a police uniform, so Lin Chen took Dynasty and took shelter from the rain in the shop opposite his house.

Opposite their house is an antique shop.

Lin Chen doesn't know, since when did he become accustomed to using the concept of "their home" or "our home". In fact, No. 3 Yanjiaxiang is not his home, he just lives in that house temporarily. He was a tenant who didn't have to pay rent, but it was strange that from the first day he moved in, he and Xing Conglian had never mentioned the rent.

It is also strange that they both take it for granted that they do not need to give money.

Lin Chen stepped up two steps, lifted the feng shui curtain hanging at the entrance of the antique shop, and a scent rushed to his face.

Wang Chao was closing his umbrella beside him, and when he smelled the slightly exuding fragrance, the young man took a few breaths on his nose, and then subconsciously licked his lips.

The owner of the shop is an old couple who are over seventy years old. Rather than selling antiques, it is better to rent a shop at will to care for their years. Therefore, there is nothing in the shop, except for a few pieces of porcelain in the Bogu cabinet.

Those porcelains seemed to be very valuable, but it was also possible that they were completely modern imitations, and he couldn't see the value of those things anyway.

Very casual, very casual and very suitable for an old couple who punished the neighbors.

People gather in groups, probably.

When they entered the shop, the shop owner, the old man, was sitting cross-legged on the bamboo tumble to drink tea. When he saw them entering the house, the old man greeted him with a beaming smile and greeted him to sit down on the side of the bamboo tumble, and then shouted at the dynasty, "Yo, Mr. Wang, Want to play chess?"

"It's not going down, we're going to take shelter from the rain, and we're going out to eat later." Wang Chao sniffed, waved at the old gentleman, and walked around the store familiarly. He pretended to look at the china for a while. , then go straight to the corner of the store.

There is a small coal stove under the flower window there, and a pot of dried bamboo shoots and roasted pork is being stewed on the coal stove.

The heat and fragrance are dense in the twilight of the rainy season, which can especially evoke greed in people's stomachs.

The old lady was sitting in the rocking chair by the fire, holding a palm fan in her hand, fanning it gently. When Wang Chao entered the house, the corner of the old lady's mouth was already smiling, but she pretended to close her eyes and shake the fan without saying a word.

Dynasty walked around the window twice like a headless fly, and then simply squatted beside the pot.

Seeing him so greedy, the old lady opened her eyes with satisfaction and asked, "Want to eat?"

But Dynasty did not answer the question immediately, but looked back at him.

His eyes were full of desire, Lin Chen looked at the old man helplessly, picked up the tea the old man had just poured for him on the table, took a sip, and nodded.

After the young man got permission, he hugged the old lady's thigh and shouted, "Grandma Gao, I haven't eaten lunch, I'm so hungry, so hungry."

"Go to the kitchen and get the bowl yourself!" The old lady happily patted Wang Chao's head with her palm fan and sat up straight.

It is similar to describe it with electric light flint or wind and wind. In short, the old lady directly picked the best meat and gave a big bowl to the dynasty, and the dynasty quickly cooked a whole bowl of dried bamboo shoots and roasted the meat with the superb speed of playing the rhythm master. It was upside down, and at the end, before Xing Conglian went out, he went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Recalling the last time they ate in the store and the last time they were in the store, they probably all succeeded mainly by relying on the dynasty's profound skills in selling cuteness and the thickness of the shameless skin.

Lin Chen sighed, stood up from the bamboo slump, and said goodbye to the shopkeeper.

"Thank you, Grandma Gao, your cooking is 10,000 times better than Aunt Zhou's!"

When going out, the young man said this while blowing a kiss to the old lady.

"Then eat it again next time, grandma keeps it for you!"

The old lady looked at them, smiling from ear to ear.

...

When Xing Conglian came out, the rain was a little lighter.

He changed into a long black trench coat and put on the simplest smoky gray T-shirt. This was a very ordinary attire. Maybe Xing Conglian was in good spirits because he had slept well in the past few days, or maybe he didn't have time to wear casual clothes. There are many, so when it is rare to change it, it is slightly surprising.

Of course, it's also possible, Lin Chen thought, maybe he was in a good mood, so he felt that the man standing in front of Zhumen with an umbrella was particularly pleasing to the eye.

Black trousers, low-top leather boots, he looked at him from head to toe, and there was a rare kind of inexplicable vanity.

Even Chao Dynasty said impatiently, "Boss, you are just going to swipe your card, do you need to dress like this?"

"What's wrong with me? Isn't it just plain clothes!" Xing Conglian ruffled his hair and asked strangely.

"No, this dress must be expensive, right!" Wang Chao leaned over and touched Xing Conglian's windbreaker, smacking his lips.

"Last year, the counter was discounted, and I bought it for 500 yuan."

"I do not believe!"

"Probably because I have a good temperament?" Xing Cong patted the dynasty on the shoulder and said with relief, "You can't deny that there are people in this world who can wear ordinary clothes with high-end texture just because you wear children's clothes on your body no matter how good the clothes are. Ah young man."

"I'm 179, your sister in children's clothes!" Dynasty retorted dissatisfiedly.

As if the self-esteem of a man was bruised, Wang Chao said, and handed him the umbrella, then jumped on Xing Cong's back and forcibly looked at the collar of the windbreaker.

The next moment, the boy's screams sounded.

"Damn it, it's really a golden deer, what's wrong with you, boss, it's too miserable!"

Wang Chao jumped off Xing Conglian's back, took two steps back, pointed at Xing Conglian's windbreaker with an unbelievable look, and said, "Boss, why are you having such a miserable life? Precious metals plummeted, how could you fall here!"

Xing Conglian didn't bother to care about him, so he brushed off his windbreaker very calmly, and said cherishly, "What's wrong with Jinlu, there are thousands of domestic famous brands and counters, so be careful!"

Lin Chen looked at Xing Conglian's clothes, the two obvious oil paw prints, and couldn't help squinting.

I saw that Wang Chao was still very distressed in his performance. He turned around and hid under the umbrella, shaking his head sadly, while trying to stay as far away from Xing Conglian as possible: "It's too miserable, it's too miserable, I'll pick it out for you later. Two pieces of clothes, just as condolences to the lonely old man."

Lin Chen was dragged by him and walked two steps quickly, and Xing Conglian's angry shout came from behind him: "Dynasty, did you put a handprint on Lao Tzu?"

"It's not me, which eye did you see what I did?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Xing Conglian grabbed the flesh on the back of his neck.

Xing Conglian dragged the people out of the umbrella without hesitation, pointed to the surveillance camera at a small intersection they had just passed, and said, "Wang Xiansen, please see clearly what is there, please don't quibble?"

"Are you sure you can adjust to the full video?" Dynasty looked at the camera and said disdainfully.

Thinking of the young man's skills like no one, Xing Conglian was stunned again: "Why are your hands and mouth so oily!" He looked at the young man's face and said suddenly.

"I ate a bowl of dried bamboo shoots and roasted pork."

"Where to eat?"

"Grandma Gao gave it to me!"

"Grandma Gao across from our house?"

"Yup!"

"You didn't tell me sooner!" Xing Conglian was heartbroken, wishing he could go back and eat a bowl.

"I deliberately didn't tell you!"

"..."

Lin Chen held an umbrella and watched them fight all the way.

Although there was no one other than them on the old street in the evening, it might be the sound of footsteps around him, or it might be that the dynasty and Xing Conglian were too noisy, but he didn't feel lonely and desolate at all.

How should put it, it seems that the cold rainy season has become moist and gentle.

The only problem is that the 10-minute trip will be a lot longer because of this, but it's not bad.

...

By the time they reached the main road at the other end of Yanjia Lane, it was already completely dark.

Because of the darkness, the curtain wall of tall buildings and neon lights in the distance complement each other, making people feel as if they have come to another world.

Dynasty called up the mobile phone navigation and showed Xing Conglian the location of the new shopping mall. Not long after, a shopping mall that had just opened appeared in front of them.

Although it has just opened, there are already a lot of customers coming in and out of the new mall.

Inadvertently, Lin Chen looked up at the name of the mall, a little surprised.

If he had previously known that the new mall that Dynasty wanted to go to was called "Ansheng International", then he would probably rather fool the two of them into having takeout at home than come here. However, looking at the appearance of the two people beside him, he didn't seem to care about it or didn't know about it, and he was suddenly relieved.

Yes, it's just a meal, why care about who owns the mall?

Xing Conglian and Wang Chao uphold the good tradition that police officers are never picky when they eat, and they have no opinion on choosing a restaurant based on the score of the review website, so in the end, they sat down peacefully. In a Yunnan restaurant called Caiyunjian.

"Wow wow wow, this phoenix looks so awesome!"

Comrade Dynasty Xiao looked at the menu, and occasionally burst into exclamations.

Lin Chen took the tea that Xing Conglian poured, took a sip, and leaned over to look at the menu.

This restaurant seems to be taking the special course route. In the recipe, each dish is beautifully presented. The plate is huge, and it is decorated with exaggerated peacock heads. It looks more expensive than delicious. look.

In reality, though, every menu item here is quite moderately priced, so it's no wonder the reviews are well-received.

Lin Chen took another sip of tea, and suddenly heard the gentle voice of the waiter coming from his side: "If it's three people, I actually recommend our restaurant's special three-person set menu. The discount is 488 yuan, if you can add one more If you get 500 yuan for each dim sum, I can give you two tickets for the meeting."

"What meeting tickets?" Dynasty's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's the front-row seat ticket for Mr. Li Jingtian's fan meeting held in the lobby on the first floor of our Ansheng International Mall the day after tomorrow..."

"Hey, Li Jingtian, isn't that the singer who has been pricked so badly recently?"

Hearing that it was not a beautiful girl group, Wang Chao raised his head and said disappointedly.