I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

West Street at night is the busiest street in Panyu District.

At night, West Street will turn into a night market, with stalls lined on both sides of the street, and the flow of people is extremely exaggerated.

The driver stopped the car at the intersection, and said, "Mr. Lin, the car can't go in!"

"fine!"

Lin Xian took out a tip of 200 yuan and handed it to him, and said, "You go back to the hotel first, I will notify you to pick me up when the time comes!"

After accepting the tip, the driver smiled warmly and said, "No problem, I'm waiting for your notice at any time.

The three of them got out of the car and immediately greeted countless gazes.

Taking a glance, Lin Xian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are there so many black people in Yangcheng?"

“There are quite a lot of them, especially in Panyu District, you can meet them wherever you go!”

Tang Ping nodded, and said: "More before, I heard that they have been deported in recent years, but there are still many three-no blacks who smuggle into Yangcheng. Citizens report a three-no black, and there is a reward of 500 yuan!"

Hearing this, Lin Xian glanced at him and said with a smile, "How many reports have you made?"

"Hey! Not many, three or four, earn some extra money!" Tang Ping scratched his head, showing a simple and honest smile.

This guy.......

But if it were Lin Xian, he would probably report it too.

This kind of money 830 is too easy to earn, and maybe you can get a medal for being a good citizen.

Zhuang Tong asked suspiciously, "Then how do you tell if they are three-none blacks?"

"There is no need to distinguish, because 95% of the blacks in Yangcheng are smuggled immigrants! There are actually very few blacks who come through formal channels and procedures." Tang Ping explained.

Oh boy, this is too pretty!

While talking, the three of them had arrived in front of a convenience store.

Pointing to the convenience store, Tang Ping introduced: "Liao Jie works in this convenience store, but he is on the night shift, and he will not show up until after 11 o'clock.

"Mr. Lin, do you want to go in and look for him?"

"No, let's take a stroll first!"

Lin Xian waved his hands, and led Zhuang Tong around the night market with great interest.

The night market sells everything from pets to clothes.

Zhuang Tong bought a selfie stick, put it on his phone, and dragged Lin Xian to take a lot of photos.

In less than an hour, Lin Xian was carrying a lot of things in his hands.

These things are not worth a lot of money, but Zhuang Tong seems to like it, and said that he would buy it back and decorate it at home.

Tang Ping followed behind them step by step, like a dedicated bodyguard.

After strolling around for a while, Lin Xian led the two of them into a tea house.

Yangcheng lacks everything, but there is no shortage of teahouses.

On any street, you can find teahouses.

Drinking tea has become a culture of Yangcheng people. Morning, noon and night, you can see groups of guests in the teahouse at any time.

Order a pot of tea, some snacks, and a newspaper, and you can spend the whole day comfortably.

It has to be said that the rhythm of life of Yangcheng people is particularly leisurely, which made Lin Xian feel a sense of intimacy.

When drinking tea in a tea house, chicken feet are almost a must.

Lin Xian ordered a pot of Pu'er tea, served with chicken feet, beef bones and shrimp dumplings. The three of them ate and drank, occasionally admiring the night view downstairs, not to mention how pleasant it was.

On a slightly chilly night, drinking a cup of Pu-erh tea will make you feel warm all over your body.

Lin Xian put down his teacup and said with a smile, "How did you find Liao Jie?"

"To be honest, the first thing I found was not Liao Jie, but the former boss of Jiruilou, that is, the owner of the convenience store where Liao Jie worked!" Tang Ping laughed.

Tell me in detail!"

Lin Xian became interested and found that Liao Jie was not the only one involved in what happened back then.

Tang Ping pondered for a moment, and said: "I don't know the specific situation, but I found out that Jirui Building changed its boss 20 years ago. this convenience store.

The well-known big hotel that is making money every day does not open, disappears for a while, and runs to open a convenience store?

have a story!

For a while, Lin Xian's eyes became more interested. (aecf)

After pondering for a moment, Lin Xian asked, "How is the business of Jirui Building?"

Tang Ping nodded and said: "Very good. It is said that to go to Jirui Building for dinner, you need to make a reservation at least one week in advance, and it is full almost every day!"

Perhaps hype and marketing methods can attract a large number of customers in a short period of time, but the only explanation for maintaining a hot business for 20 years is that the restaurant's dishes are indeed very delicious.

It seems that the new boss who took over Jiruilou back then was not easy!

At this moment, Tang Ping suddenly said: "Mr. Lin, he is Liao Jie!"

Lin Xian looked in the direction of his finger, and saw an old man with a shaggy beard and a slovenly appearance, walking to a roadside stall and sitting down.

His hair looked like it hadn't been cut in months, and he was dressed in convenience store overalls.

If he didn't know his age, Lin Xian would definitely think that the other party was at least sixty or seventy years old.

"Mr. Lin, is it him you are looking for?"

Lin Xian shook his head and said, "I'm not sure yet, I'll go down and have a look!"

"Let's go together!" Zhuang Tong stood up and echoed.

After paying the tea money, Lin Xian and the three walked quickly to the roadside stall.

Seeing them, the stall owner immediately asked enthusiastically, "What would you like to eat?"

"A fried beef river!"

After all, Lin Xian sat opposite to Liao Jie.

At this time, he was eating a seafood chowder noodles with his head down. After two mouthfuls, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he put down his chopsticks and took out a small bottle of white wine from his pocket.

He opened the bottle cap and took two sips before continuing to eat noodles with his head down.

Seeing this, Lin Xian called softly: "Master Liao Jie!"

The other party didn't seem to hear it, and was still chomping on the stewed noodles.

"Master Liao Jie!" Lin Xian called out again.

Still no response.

At this moment, the boss came over with fried beef and said, "You are so quiet, he can't hear you!"

As he said that, the boss leaned close to Liao Jie's ear, and suddenly shouted: "Liao Jie!"

Liao Jie raised his head slowly, picked out his ears, and said vaguely: "Why are you yelling so loudly?"

"This young man seems to know you!" The boss pointed at Lin Xian and said loudly.

Hearing this, Liao Jie sized up Lin Xian and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"Master Liao Jie, do you know Gao Jianxiang?" Lin Xian asked.

"Gao Jianxiang?"

Liao Jie frowned and said, "Maybe I know it, maybe I don't know it, I don't remember it!"

"I came to Yangcheng this time to invite you to cook a yellow croaker in soup. The price is up to you!" Lin Xian said seriously.

"I don't know what to do with yellow croakers in soup. You're looking for the wrong person!"

After Liao Jie finished speaking, he ignored him and ate noodles while drinking.

He ate very fast, and finished a bowl of noodles in a few mouthfuls. After wiping his mouth, he stood up unsteadily and walked towards the convenience store.

"What should we do now?" Zhuang Tong asked.

Lin Xian smiled slightly and said, "Follow him!".