Chapter nine hundred and seventy-two: a consonant taste
Chapter 972: Tastes that resonate with each other
Airport.
On the flight from city S to city a, Eleven boarded the plane smoothly with the ID card Jiang Teng gave her. Neither the security check nor the camera detected that her face was a fake face after being disguised.
The person boarded the first class cabin smoothly.
Sitting on the seat by the window, Eleven held his ID card and stared at the name on it. Behind the name column was written the two words Wenran.
The man next to me was so affectionate towards Wen Lingran that he even used the name "Wen Ran" to create a false identity for himself.
Shiyi didn't look at his ID card again, threw it on the small table, put down the recliner, and lay back.
Jiang Teng keenly felt something was wrong with her and asked, "What's wrong? Don't like this name?"
"The name is just a code name. Wen Ran is fake, and Eleven is also fake. It doesn't matter whether you like it or not." Eleven said coldly.
She said it calmly, as if she really didn't care, but Jiang Teng felt inexplicably distressed. He didn't know if his Ranran had the same heartbreaking experience as Eleven. He didn't know who he was, and he didn't know.
I don't remember anything about my name.
"I will help you find your family, your name and your memory." Jiang Teng promised. He does not make promises easily, but once he makes a promise, he will definitely do it.
"What if I can't find it?" Eleven asked.
"We will definitely find it." Jiang Teng was sure.
Just like he was sure that he would be able to find Ranran. Because he was so sure, he never gave up for sixteen years.
"What if it takes a long, long time?" Eleven asked again, "Will you help me find it? Maybe it will take another sixteen years."
When she said this, a pair of eyes looked at her steadily. She has a pair of dark eyes, like obsidian. When she looks at you, you will feel that her eyes have the magic power of stars, making you fall deeply into it.
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If there was any resemblance between her and Wen Lingran, it would probably be the pair of eyes as dark and bright as obsidian. Every time Jiang Teng looked into her eyes, they would overlap infinitely with the pair of eyes in his memory.
"Just ask." After not hearing a reply for a long time, Eleven closed his eyes, turned sideways, and stopped talking.
Jiang Teng suddenly came back to his senses, looked at her profile, moved his lips, and replied with one word, "Yes."
He didn't know why he promised her. When he thought about it, he had already made a promise.
Eleven didn't respond anymore, as if he had fallen asleep and didn't hear his subsequent answer.
Jiang Teng scratched his head. He was a straight man and couldn't figure out a woman's thoughts. He didn't know whether Eleven's attitude was angry or angry.
After thinking for a while and getting no answer, he simply gave up. He didn't sleep well last night and got up early today. He was feeling sleepy now, so he simply put down the recliner, pulled the blanket and fell asleep.
Two and a half hours later, the plane landed at City A Airport on time. Jiang Teng was very familiar with City A. He was a soldier here when he first joined the army. One-third of the officers serving in the Military Region of City A were
The connections cultivated by the Jiang family, so rounding up, this is equal to half of the Jiang family’s back garden.
Jiang Teng came here to do private business this time and didn't want to alarm anyone, so he led Eleven out of the airport without notifying anyone who was coming to pick him up. The two took a taxi and went directly to the hotel they had booked.
The Jiang family is a military and political family, and has produced founding fathers. The direct line is mainly engaged in the military, and the secondary line is in politics. The collateral families rely on the direct line to survive, either in the military, politics, or business, and provide funds to the direct line, so Jiang Teng is never short of money.
Jiang Teng's money comes partly from his family and partly from his own investment, and his own investment accounts for the majority. He has shares in Ye Lancheng, Su Ye and Xia Jingze. He is an invisible and low-key rich man.
At the best hotel in City A, Jiang Teng booked two adjacent luxury suites. After checking in at the front desk, the two of them took their room cards and went to the room.
"I asked the hotel to rent a car. When the car arrives, we will go out." Time was tight, and Jiang Teng had to hurry up and start looking for it before tomorrow.
Shiyi hummed, swiped the room card, opened the door, and went in to put the luggage.
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City a is also a very prosperous metropolis. It has a good geographical location and occupies several major tourism resources. It is a famous tourist city in the country. Even in winter, the off-season of tourism, there are still two or three tourists from other places who come together. The same goes for the night market.
lively.
Jiang Teng parked the car on the edge of a late-night snack street near a university. He got out of the car. He led Eleven to the alley and stopped in front of a noodle shop. This noodle shop did a good business and was small.
The noodle shop was full of people, and they had to wait for a while before they could get a seat.
The waiter was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a plump face and a pair of big eyes. Her eyes were somewhat similar to those of Eleven. Eleven was stunned for a moment.
"Sir, Miss, you have cleaned it up, please sit down." The girl quickly cleared the table and asked them to sit down.
Jiang Teng and Eleven sat down face to face, Eleven's eyes still stayed on the girl's face.
The girl's busy cheeks were red, but she didn't look tired. Her eyes were full of smiles, as if the better the business, the happier she would be. She asked enthusiastically, "Sir and Miss, what noodles do you want?"
“Let’s have some Yangchun noodles.”
“Let’s have some Yangchun noodles.”
The two voices spoke in unison. The two people who heard the same answer as themselves looked at each other subconsciously, and felt a strange feeling in their hearts at the same time, especially Eleven. At that moment, there seemed to be a voice and Jiang Teng's
The sounds overlapped.
But the person Jiang Teng was thinking of was Ranran. Ranran liked to eat Yangchun noodles. He actually preferred to eat braised noodles without soup, fried noodles and steamed noodles. But since Ranran disappeared, he fell in love with Yangchun noodles and ate them.
For noodle soup, I only eat Yangchun noodles.
"Sir and Miss, you really have a good understanding of each other." The girl jokingly wrote down the noodles they ordered, and asked if they wanted to order other side dishes.
11. “Let’s just serve a few signature side dishes.”
Jiang Teng nodded without any objection.
The girl smiled and wrote three signature side dishes on the next menu, then asked them to wait and went to the kitchen.
"Do you also like Yangchun noodles?" Jiang Teng asked the person opposite.
Eleven said casually, "Isn't this the signature noodle?"
Jiang Teng said oh, that's it, she thought it was such a coincidence that the taste of Shiyi and Ranran were the same.
"How's it going? Are you familiar with this place?" Jiang Teng asked instead of thinking about Wen Lingran.
The owner of this noodle shop is the first target they are looking for. Jiang Teng has already conducted an in-depth investigation based on the information on Eleven. The noodle shop is opened by a couple and has been open for decades. The couple has a daughter.
, but their daughter went missing when she was eight years old. The couple reported the case, but unfortunately their missing daughter was not found and the police classified her as a missing person case.
Eleven shook her head. Even if this noodle shop was really the place where she had lived since she was a child, she would not have any impression of it. After all, she was a person who had lost all her memory.
"It's okay. Let's find an opportunity to meet with the boss, explain our purpose, ask them to draw some blood, and do a DNA test to know the answer." Jiang Teng planned.
Eleven looked towards the direction of the kitchen. The girl who had just entered came out again, carrying a tray with two bowls of noodles on it. Followed by a woman, who also carried a tray with several plates on it.
Side dishes.
The girl went to deliver noodles to other tables, and the woman walked over to their table.
"Sir, Miss, please take your time with the side dishes you ordered. The noodles will be ready soon." The woman smiled and put the side dishes on the table for them.
"Are you the boss's wife?" Eleven asked.
The woman smiled and nodded, "Yes, Miss, is there something wrong with our hospitality?"
The woman has a very honest face, and she looks like a loyal and kind-hearted businessman. She is neither sarcastic nor mean, and has a good face.