Seeing his wife crying uncontrollably, Li's anger that was still all over the doctor's face suddenly disappeared!
"Shufen, don't cry," the husband immediately ran to his wife and held her in his arms distressedly, "I was wrong! Is it okay that I was wrong? Yes! It was my fault. I shouldn't have forced Ming back then. My son must apply for law school! I was wrong! Is it okay if I was wrong?"
"Tomorrow! Tomorrow we will go to Ming'er's concert. We will definitely get him back by then, okay!"
"Um!"
After hearing her husband finally put on his shoes, the wife sobbed and nodded, and finally stopped crying!
"Dad, is this the place where you used to live?" In the famous Nantang Old Street in Yongcheng, little Niannian rode on Ye Ming's neck, jealously dancing in the street like a speed bar.
Ye Ming smiled: "No, dad used to live in the country, and today is the first time he comes here!"
As early as three days ago, Ye Ming and others had arrived in Yongcheng to prepare for the concert.
In this way, after two days of busy work, some related preparations were in place, so while there was nothing to do during the day, Ye Ming took Xiao Niannian and several assistants to the nearby Nantang Old Street not far away for a stroll. Go shopping and eat some of Yongcheng’s most famous local snacks.
Of course, in order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, the two of them dressed up carefully when they went out. They put on sunglasses and hats and looked like an ordinary tourist father and daughter!
"Dad, what are you doing here? It's so lively!"
As they were walking, Xiao Gulu Sangran pointed at the door of a store Jun Cui entered and shouted softly.
Ye Ming followed the direction of Xiao Nian Nian's finger and saw a queue of more than thirty meters long at the entrance of an antique shop. As a few people approached, the aroma of oil gradually became stronger, making people endure it. He couldn't stop talking.
Ye Ming looked at the "Nantang Youzanzi" sign hanging on the beam of the store door, smiled and said, "This is a snack bar selling Youzanzi, and they are all queuing up to buy Youzanzi!" "
In Ye Ming's previous life, Youzanzi was one of the traditional delicacies of Yongcheng. Unexpectedly, under the great changes in history, Yongcheng in this world still has Youzanzi, and it is as popular in Yongcheng as in his previous life. People's favorite!
"Youzanzi?" Xiao Niannian blinked, showing a trace of curiosity and expectation, "Is it delicious?"
"Little glutton, you really want to eat it!"
Ye Ming chuckled, and Yue Ri Yin Liliang, who was grinding his edge, signaled the assistant behind him to pass by the Yin Diao team!
!”
An hour later, the assistant came back with the steaming Youzanzi. While handing the Youzanzi to Zhao Ritian, he said: "Isn't this just Mahua! We also have it in Huadu.
"Yes," Ye Ming smiled and nodded, "This Yongcheng Youzanzi is a kind of Mahua! But people here are used to calling it 'Youzanzi'!"
"You all should try it together! See if there is any difference from the Mahua in Huadu!"
Ye Ming took one out of the bag, blew it gently, and handed it to the little Niannian on his head, "This stuff tastes good, but it is fried food after all, so you can't eat too much, you know?"
"Why!"
Xiao Niannian took the Youzanzi from Ye Ming's hand and responded happily. As for whether she listened to Ye Ming's words, I don't know. Several assistants each took one and ate it, and for a moment there was a crunching sound in the team.
"Well!"
After chewing a few times, the eyes of the assistants from the north lit up. One of them couldn't help but said, "It's crispy and fragrant, with a hint of seaweed. It's delicious!"
“This is the first time I’ve eaten salty twists!”
"This one is sweet, and I think it tastes better than what I had in Huadu! After chewing it, I feel that the whole mouth is filled with that aroma, and I have a long aftertaste!"
"Yes! It's so delicious!"
Listening to the assistants' uncontrollable compliments, Ye Ming couldn't help but feel proud of the food in his hometown!
After spending the whole morning shopping in the old street, before leaving, Ye Ming asked several assistants to queue up and buy more than ten kilograms of Youzanzi and take them back for the entire team to taste. time flies.
In a blink of an eye, it was evening.
Different from the large-scale concert in Huadona that attracted 100,000 people, this concert in Yongcheng only had 30,000 tickets due to the size limit of the stadium. In recent years, with the rapid development of Yongcheng, the people of Yongcheng have become richer and richer, and their consumption levels have also increased day by day.
For the pride of Yongcheng to return to their hometown to hold a concert, they also responded with great enthusiasm to support it. As soon as the tickets for the Yongcheng concert were opened, they were instantly snatched up. Many citizens who did not grab the tickets It’s even more of a lament!
For those professional scalpers, this time has become a good opportunity for them to have a good harvest. The price of scalpers' tickets is actually more expensive than that of Huadu! However, there are still people who are willing to buy it!
However, tickets are limited after all, and those who are willing to resell them are only a minority!
When the real tickets had almost been resold, some people who were greedy for profit began to use their crooked ideas and started selling fake tickets! So when the ticket inspection started, people in several ticket inspection channels were constantly found to be fake. Tickets were denied entry!
Some people who were open-minded angrily cursed the scalpers who sold fake tickets, lamented that they were unlucky and left.
Some people who have explosive personalities and are used to getting into trouble will argue with the ticket inspector, saying that it means they bought it at a high price. How could it be fake? Even if it is fake, they have spent money on it, so they should let it go. He goes in!
Suddenly, I saw that the ticket check-in channel was also bustling with people!
Fortunately, the Yongcheng City Government had the foresight to ensure the smooth progress of the Yangon Band's concert, and temporarily deployed one-third of the city's police force to maintain order.
Facing these fans who bought fake tickets and made trouble, the police officers stood up and gently asked him to leave the scene.
Of course, there was also a stubborn person among them who actually wanted to beat someone in front of the police officers: "Do you know who I am? How dare you not let me in? Believe it or not, I will find someone to break up with you." I’ll demolish your police station in minutes!”
Faced with the opponent's nonsense, one of the police officers leading the team pointed directly at the opponent's nose and shouted: "Don't be mad at me! If you weren't wearing this police uniform, I could cripple you in minutes!"
The other party tilted his head and stared: "You're so scary to me!"
"Bang!"
The next second, the police officer leading the team slapped a desk next to him, directly splitting the desk panel in half!
"Hiss~!"
There was a gasping sound immediately from the side!
At this moment, a police officer on the side said: "Stop causing trouble! Our captain is the descendant of Siming Neijiaquan. Killing you will be like killing this table!"
At this time, the troublemaker's legs had begun to weaken. The police officers on the side looked at each other, took a step forward, left and right, and drove the other person away!
Under such a sharp control by the police, the commotion did not last long before it was calmed down [the entire inspection and fumigation work was settled and order was restored!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Ming'er, your Yongcheng police are really awesome!"
After hearing about the situation outside, Cao Shantong couldn't help but exclaimed, "There are actually martial arts masters.
"Isn't that normal!"
Zhang Zhijing smiled and said, "Our Han Empire was founded by force! At that time, Emperor Adou even issued an order to promote martial arts, encouraging people to set up martial arts gyms and keep fit! As a coastal port city that developed relatively early, Yongcheng City has developed over the years. There are also many martial arts schools gathered here.”
Cao Shantong's eyes suddenly widened: "You know all this?"
Zhang Zhijing shrugged and said, "Someone in my family runs a martial arts school, so I know a little bit about him!"
Cao Shantong immediately exclaimed: "I'll go! Okay! Lao Zhang! This is the tenth time in so long that I know that you Yiran is also a master! Sorry, disrespectful!"
"..." Just as the brothers were making jokes, time passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, there is only the last half hour until the concert starts!
