Zhao Mingyang saw a familiar figure, someone he hadn't seen for many years.
This person is Ye Qingling, Zhao Mingyang's former college counselor. Before Zhao Mingyang graduated, I heard that she had gone abroad. She was four or five years older than Zhao Mingyang.
Why are we meeting here and being chased now? It seems that she is in a very bad condition, which surprises Zhao Mingyang.
Zhao Mingyang and Lao Wu followed, wanting to see what happened.
Street chases are too common here in the United States because there are too many gangs.
Each district has its own rules, and it is difficult for outsiders to interfere, which may cause unnecessary trouble.
The saying that water from a well does not interfere with water from a river is very important here.
Lao Wu looked at Zhao Mingyang and said, "Should I go to help her?"
"No need, don't get yourself into trouble for the time being. There are many ways to help her get out. We don't have to go there and take risks ourselves, such as this." Zhao Mingyang took out a wallet from his pocket with a bunch of money in it.
Lao Wu also took out the money in his wallet and gave it to Zhao Mingyang. Zhao Mingyang held a stack of money in his hand and chased after Lao Wu, and then threw money into the sky.
The crowd instantly became chaotic. Many people were picking up money. These were US dollars, and they were all fifty-hundred US dollars.
Some of the chasing people stopped to pick up the money. The crowd suddenly became blocked and chaotic. Old Wu looked at the group of people speechlessly for a while, money, money can really solve many problems.
"Be more open-minded. If you want to change your mind, if you want to help her, you may fight with a group of people. Although there are only four people, you may be able to deal with it, but there is no guarantee that you will not be attacked or injured, right? There may be more
The big risk cannot be solved with just a few thousand dollars, it is estimated to be more than ten or two hundred thousand dollars. Look, there are hundreds of thousands of dollars left in an instant." Zhao Mingyang said with a smile.
Lao Wu was told by Zhao Mingyang that it was true, the risk had indeed been greatly reduced. Now a few thousand dollars was not that much for him. From now on, if money can solve the problem, it is safe to use money.
The two of them quickly followed Zhao Mingyang's former counselor Ye Qingling. She ran so fast that her shoes were all gone and she was running barefoot.
Zhao Mingyang looked at the other party's appearance and felt mixed emotions in his heart. This teacher was once recognized as a beautiful counselor and the dream lover of many boys.
Then she said she wanted to go abroad. After going abroad, she kept in touch with everyone at first, but then she basically lost contact. At that time, no one knew her current situation. Everyone thought she would do well, but they didn’t expect that when they saw her
From the cheap clothes on her body and her current situation, it's obvious that she's living in a very ordinary way.
She got on a bus, and Zhao Mingyang and Lao Wu followed her in a car driven by a security guard behind her.
I didn’t expect that meeting an old friend in a foreign country would be like this in a car scene.
She followed until they reached a dark place before getting out of the car, and Zhao Mingyang also got out of the car.
Zhao Mingyang asked people to go to the mall to buy a pair of clothes and a pair of shoes in one size. Zhao Mingyang really didn't know what size she would wear, but Lao Wu could see it at a glance and was very sure to buy 37. She should be 36, but because of
When running barefoot, your feet will become red and swollen as long as you rest, so one size larger is just right.
It must be said that Lao Wu has very strong observation skills. Lao Wu has a unique skill, that is, he can quickly identify people in disguise hidden in the crowd.
Zhao Mingyang was not in a hurry to see the other party, but followed him at a distance.
She walked for a while and came to a small alley with lights. This was another street. It looked a bit commercial. Ye Qingling walked towards a staircase behind a front house. The stairs led to the second floor.
Zhao Mingyang also followed him, without disturbing him, and followed him slowly. After he got up, Zhao Mingyang was dumbfounded.
The second floor is a rooftop, and there are many homeless people on it. Each person has a living area. Everyone either sleeps directly on the ground, or brings a small tent, or some has a sleeping bag. They must pack up and leave early the next morning, otherwise
Next time I will be chased away by others, and I will basically have to come to sleep at night after the store gets off work.
How could she have been so miserable? This was completely beyond Zhao Mingyang's expectations.
How could it be so miserable? Zhao Mingyang really didn't understand.
Ye Qingling said at a corner: "This is my place."
She said in very pure American English, her voice was very weak.
"Get out! This is mine, I said, get out of here, or I will kill you! From today on, this place is mine! Understand, you can get out!" A black woman with a loud voice shouted
road.
Zhao Mingyang moved back quickly, and within a few steps, he heard Ye Qingling's roar: "Let me go!"
"You're mine tonight, I said so," one man said.
Ye Qingling screamed, but no one helped. It seemed that people here were used to it.
Zhao Mingyang was helpless and waved his hand. Old Wu went up. Zhao Mingyang didn't dare to take risks. It was not an idol drama. He was more concerned about his life now. Everyone here may be carrying biubiu. Safety comes first. Zhao Mingyang would not take risks easily.
Lao Wu subdued the opponent with three strikes, five divided by two, and heard a crisp click on the opponent's arm before leading Ye Qingling towards Zhao Mingyang. The man was still crying and howling, rolling on the ground.
Ye Qingling probably didn't know who wanted to see her. The rest of the people above were still quiet, as if nothing had happened. The man who wanted to cheat on Ye Qingling quickly stopped making any noise and fainted from the pain. It was obvious that Lao Wu
What a ruthless attack.
When the people who bought shoes and clothes brought the items, Ye Qingling still didn't know who wanted to see her. Zhao Mingyang wanted to give the other party some time to dress up, so he deliberately avoided it and took a bus to a nearby middle school.
Dining room.
After the female counselor washed up and put on her clothes and shoes, Lao Wu drove her to the restaurant. She was scared and frightened. She didn’t know who Lao Wu was, but Lao Wu said that someone wanted to see her.
He also prepared clothes and shoes for her, took her to the hotel and opened a room for her to wash up.
Ye Qingling felt that the other party at least had no ill intentions towards her, and Lao Wu said that the person who wanted to see her had just helped her get rid of being chased in Hanguo City.
After Ye Qingling finished changing her clothes, Lao Wu drove her to the restaurant.
She reluctantly walked into the restaurant and told the waiter the room number she had reserved. The waiter took her to a private room.
As Lao Wu said, Ye Qingling's feet began to become red, swollen and painful at this time, and blisters appeared on them, making walking extremely painful.
When she arrived at the box, she took a deep breath, wondering who was inside.
He opened the door and entered with his head lowered. Zhao Mingyang stood in front of the window with his back turned. Ye Qingling didn't know who the man in front of him was.
Zhao Mingyang slowly turned around and looked at the other party and said, "Counselor, do you still remember me?"
The other party and Zhao Mingyang looked at each other and were stunned for a moment, then seemed to open up long-lost memories.
The man in front of me seemed familiar, but there was something different about him. He was very handsome, very temperamental and aura. It was obvious that he was the kind of man who had no worries about food and clothing and a successful career.
His words and deeds were all gentle and refined. She was also like this in the past, but now she is unsightly.
"Who are you?" She looked at Zhao Mingyang and asked. She was not sure whether the person in front of her was the person she knew before, because it seemed different, it was really different, and the breath between the eyebrows was also different, but
It kind of looks like it, but I'm not sure.
"You really don't remember? It seems that my status in your heart is very average. Didn't you also say that you would buy me a Ferrari when you get rich in the United States? I am Zhao Mingyang." Zhao Mingyang said with a smile.
The other party pulled out a chair. This is a very high-end Chinese restaurant. The per capita consumption is one hundred dollars, and the private rooms are only available for a minimum of three thousand dollars.
Usually some wealthy Chinese businessmen would meet here. Ye Qingling passed by here many times and wanted to come in, but never entered. It is said that this is a very authentic local Chinese restaurant. I heard that the food inside is the same as that in China, but the price is low.
It was very expensive and she couldn't afford it.
Ye Qingling looked at Zhao Mingyang as if he was electrocuted, and said in disbelief: "Are you Zhao Mingyang? Are you really Zhao Mingyang?"
Zhao Mingyang nodded and said, "Yes, Teacher Ye, I haven't seen you for many years."
Zhao Mingyang wanted to say are you okay? But he held it back. This was nonsense.
Ye Qingling suddenly seemed to have died. She lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at Zhao Mingyang. At this time, she felt extremely ashamed and inferior. She wanted to turn around and run away, but when her feet moved, she felt a burst of pain. She endured it.
No sound was made.
Zhao Mingyang walked forward and helped her sit down. He sat across from her and looked at her and said, "What is there that I dare not face? I've seen it all, is there any use in escaping? If I hadn't met you here today, I would actually have a vague memory of you.
, I feel that you should live a very good life.
I don’t have any other meaning, nor will I treat you differently because of your current situation. I just regard you as my old friend, my instructor, and my admired teacher. If you still regard me as your student, we will
Can we have a nice chat?"
Ye Qingling didn't speak. She did feel a kind of shame without words. Yes, she felt ashamed.
She used to be fair, rich and beautiful in people's eyes, but now after such an encounter, her skin has become rough, and she can still vaguely distinguish the beauty's foundation, but her expression is too haggard.
There was no light in her eyes, and there was no trace of the past. She felt how ashamed it was for her former student to see her current situation, which was more painful than beating her.
Zhao Mingyang had someone bring Huaiyang dishes. Her family is from Yangcheng, so she probably hasn't had food from her hometown for a long time.
There was once a statistic, which was a guide to avoid pitfalls of major domestic cuisines. If you want to eat cuisine that is not pitted, then go directly to eat Huaiyang cuisine from a larger store. This cuisine maintains the best standards. If you go to Yangcheng
If I want to eat Huaiyang cuisine, I go straight to the big hotel, because there is serious internal contamination there, and those who are not good at cooking will be kicked out.
When major gourmets taste major Chinese restaurants across the country, Huaiyang cuisine is often mentioned by them as not bad. There are not many surprises but it maintains the standard. The main reason is that Huaiyang cuisine pays attention to the following points: "harmony, refinement, freshness and freshness".
It is a test of the chef's ability, technology and hard work are not applicable.
This is why Huaiyang cuisine is the most used in state banquets, which can entertain foreign guests, because Huaiyang cuisine mainly pursues adding some effort to the original ingredients to keep the ingredients fresh, but there is also one point that this cuisine is relatively limited, and there are very few Huaiyang cuisine restaurants.
, most of them are in big hotels. Because of the exquisite ingredients and the salary of the chef, it is difficult to support this small restaurant. The most small restaurants have boiled dried shredded noodles and the like, and the more complicated ones can only go to hotels or big hotels.
You can only eat in restaurants.
Most people like to eat authentic and lighter food when they have money. The main reason is that spicy food stimulates the taste buds and makes people excited. Spicy food is not actually a taste, but a kind of pain.
Eating too much spicy food will make people have gastrointestinal problems, but the advantage is that it is high-quality and low-priced, and can make people cook quickly. This is why Huaiyang cuisine and Cantonese-style morning tea are not cheap. The ingredients are different and they require different efforts.
Same.
If you eat something light, you can taste the fresh and tender ingredients, not to mention the original flavor, and it will not harm your stomach.
Ye Qingling burst into tears when she saw a table full of Huaiyang dishes. The waiter left after putting the food on the table.
"Eat it while it's hot." Zhao Mingyang didn't know what to say. He didn't know what to say.
Ye Qingling burst into tears suddenly, lying on the table to signal Zhao Mingyang to leave her alone and let her cry for a while.
When she was tired of crying, she regained consciousness, raised her head, and Zhao Mingyang handed her a tissue.
Ye Qingling took a long breath, wiped her tears with paper, picked up some vegetables with trembling chopsticks and put them on the plate, then took a small taste and took another long breath.
"I haven't eaten these dishes for a long time, a long time~ a long time..." Ye Qingling said.
"Want to have a drink? Huaiyang cuisine is best paired with liquor." Zhao Mingyang opened a bottle of liquor, a bottle of aged Moutai.
Zhao Mingyang poured Ye Qingling a glass of wine. Ye Qingling could drink. Zhao Mingyang remembered it, because when they were in school, Ye Qingling invited them to have a drink at their own expense. Zhao Mingyang had a deep memory. Ye Qingling bought the Maotai for the first time. She was originally
The words are: "To put it bluntly, some of you may never be able to drink Moutai in this life. After graduation, you will either be reluctant to buy it or you will not have the opportunity to drink Moutai. Then I will treat you to a drink."
Once, in this life, you will think of me whenever you hear Maotai."
That night Zhao Mingyang will never forget. Dozens of people in the class sat in a restaurant near the school, eating a table of four to five hundred dishes, and drank Feitian worth several thousand yuan a bottle, a total of four bottles of wine. Zhao Mingyang remembers it very clearly.
, each person drank a small amount, a bottle of wine shared among ten people.
It was also Ye Qingling's farewell drink. Originally, everyone pooled their money to treat Ye Qingling to a meal, but she bought the bill and said she would see her again in the future. If we meet again, I would treat her to a good meal and a drink.
"Teacher Ye, I respect you. You said that if we see you again, I will treat you to a good meal and a drink. I treat you to the best Chinese restaurant here. The drink is Moutai that is 20 years old and comes from this restaurant.
The treasure of the store." Zhao Mingyang said.
Ye Qingling picked up the wine glass, clinked it with Zhao Mingyang, took a sip of wine and said, "Do you still remember this?"
"Remember, I will remember it for the rest of my life, every time I hear the word Maotai, you are mentioned. You and we really got along well back then. Everyone loved you and many men had a crush on you." Zhao Mingyang said with a smile.
Ye Qingling shook her head and whispered: 'If they see me like I am now, they will probably be very disappointed.'
"How could it be? You said that no matter how well we do in the future, we should not laugh at a classmate who is not doing as he wished, because the other person may just have bad luck. We will all remember your words."
"Yeah, bad luck." Ye Qingling muttered to herself.
"Do you smoke?" Zhao Mingyang asked.
Ye Qingling glanced at Zhao Mingyang and smiled bitterly: 'Your observation skills are very good."
Zhao Mingyang saw Ye Qingling pinching her fingers, which was an unconscious little action that the old smoker made while eating and drinking.
"Stop smoking, don't give it to me." Ye Qingling said.
Zhao Mingyang put the cigarette back on the table again, because Ye Qingling once told them that she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, but they didn't expect that she would start smoking now.
"You are doing very well now, Zhao Mingyang." Ye Qingling looked at Zhao Mingyang and said, her condition was much better than before.
"It's not bad. As you said, I have better luck. Now I can only say that it's not bad."
"Luck is also a part of strength. Without strength, no matter how good luck is, it will disappear quickly. Today I let you see my ugly face. I'm sorry. I should have treated you to dinner, but I have no money." Ye Qingling said.
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"How did it become like this?" Zhao Mingyang looked at Ye Qingling and asked, he really wanted to know why she became like this.
