Chapter 1082： Soil buns?

Fucheng International Airport, Sichuan Province.

After Lin Huan and Zhao Qingya walked out of the plane holding hands, Zhao Qingya said: "It's noon now. It takes two hours to go to my house by car. How about we have eaten around here before leaving?"

The Zhao’s old house is not in the center of Fucheng, but in the small county town of Rong County, 120 kilometers away from the airport.

"Sure, but I want a snack."

After thinking for a while, Lin Huan said with a chuckle.

Although it was the first time that he came to Fucheng, he had heard many introductions about Fucheng before that.

Fucheng is a famous cultural city with a history of more than two thousand years and is known as the land of abundance.

It is the hometown of national treasures, a paradise for foodies, and a city that you don't want to leave when you come.

There is a beautiful environment, pleasant climate, enthusiastic folk customs, numerous delicacies, and unique teahouse culture.

Parks, green trees, bird language, fragrance of flowers, bamboo chairs, tea... the sound of mahjong, the sound of tea, the clinking sound, the sound of birds, this is Fucheng's leisurely and contented life, the market is easy and relaxed.

Thinking of these introductions, Lin Huan... even more hungry.

"Foodies." Zhao Qingya glared at him angrily and amusingly, and said with a smile, "You can eat snacks, but you have to go to Jinli. That's where good food gathers."

Lin Huan's eyes lit up and said, "I have seen travel guides before coming. Kuanzhai Alley and Jinli are all places that must be visited after coming to Fucheng."

Zhao Qingya rolled her eyes and said, "These two places are both in the city center. It will be afternoon if we take a car. Do we all have to be hungry along the way?"

"Don't worry, since I brought you to my house as a guest, I will definitely make you satisfied. When I go home and meet my grandpa, I will take you to the Fucheng city center for a good stroll. Let's eat all the delicious food in the world~"

Lin Huan's eyes lit up and snapped his fingers and said, "That's all right~"

"Small, can I lie to you?" Zhao Qingya gave him a charming white look, and then said: "Let's go, sister will take you to dinner."

When the voice fell, Zhao Qingya came to the roadside and stopped a taxi.

After more than 10 minutes, the taxi stopped in front of a hotel. The two got off the car. Lin Huan looked at the hotel’s sign and said, “Tianfu Hotel, the name is very domineering.”

Zhao Qingya confidently said: "This hotel is not just a domineering name, it is a five-star hotel integrating accommodation, dining and entertainment."

"In the restaurant on the 18th floor of this hotel, there is a chef who has won a silver award in international cuisine. Many people will come here just to taste the craftsmanship of this master."

Seeing her admiration so highly, Lin Huan said suspiciously: "This hotel is not owned by your family, right?"

During this period of time, Lin Huan also learned a lot of information about a case of three schools and eight masters.

Although the Zhao family is not as famous as Murong, Nalan, Yu, and Shao in Beijing, the Zhao family, who are also the eight masters of the ancient martial arts, are not much weaker than these four masters.

In terms of the family industry, the Zhao family can also keep up with the Beijing Four. As for what industries the Zhao family has, Lin Huan has not been able to inquire about it for the time being.

"Your imagination is too rich. I have only eaten here a few times, so I respect it."

Zhao Qingya rolled her eyes, then took Lin Huan's hand and walked into the hotel.

Enter the lobby, get on the elevator, and soon the elevator stops on the 18th floor.

Zhao Qingya pulled Lin Huan out of the elevator and walked through the long corridor to the restaurant.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, Lin Huan was taken aback by the lively scene inside, filled with seats and full of voices!

"Because Tianfu Hotel is not far from the airport and has an excellent reputation, many passengers who travel on business and travel will come here to eat."

"In addition, there are some local people who will come here, just to taste the craftsmanship of a chef who has won a silver award in international cuisine."

"So the restaurant in this hotel is full almost every day."

Zhao Qingya on the side explained aloud.

"Then we two have to wait?"

Lin Huanshi frowned and said immediately.

They just want to solve the lunch problem here. After eating, they have to take the car to Rong County immediately. If the delay is too long, it would be rude to let Old Man Zhao wait for a long time.

Just as the two were talking, a sneer sounded from not far away.

Lin Huan frowned, turned his head to look, but saw that the person who sneered was a middle-aged man with a big five and three thick.

I saw this person wearing a black suit with an open-collared floral shirt and a large gold chain with the thickness of fingers on his neck.

Wearing a gold watch with jade fingers, the shiny gold Hermes logo on the belt is dazzling, and even the shoes worn are tens of thousands of Ferragamo leather shoes.

On the table in front of him, there was also a large, bulging wallet, with a strong breath of nouveau riche.

Beside this middle-aged man, there are also a charming, revealing woman with rich make-up, and two strong black bodyguards wearing sunglasses.

"Cut, don't ask about it before you come, this is the restaurant of Tianfu Hotel, it's full every day, it's really rubbish!"

The middle-aged man looked at Lin Huan and said, after he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Zhao Qingya's body, with an undisguised greed in his eyes.

A cold light flashed in Lin Huan's eyes, and then turned his head away.

This person spoke with a strong accent from somewhere in the north. Coupled with this combination of personnel, a discerning person knew at a glance that the nouveau riche boss took the mistress to travel.

General knowledge of this kind of person? Lin Huan is not so LOW yet!

Lin Huan guessed right. This person is called Ding Zhicheng. He is a coal boss and rich in wealth. This time he did bring his little Mi to Fuchsia.

Zhao Qingya also didn't want to take care of this kind of stuff, and then said before: "Do you think I can't prepare for bringing you here? Wait for a good show."

Zhao Qingya blinked at Lin Huan, and then took his hand to the front desk.

Seeing the two ignoring himself, Ding Zhicheng felt a little angry.

At this time, the charming woman sitting next to him said in a weird manner: "Ding, why do you have the same knowledge of two soil buns? They looked like a young couple who came to Fucheng to travel. The uninitiated are very, come, let me feed you some food. "

While talking, the charming woman took a bite of the dish and delivered it to Ding Zhicheng's mouth.

Ding Zhicheng smiled "haha" and opened his mouth to swallow the food he handed to his mouth. Then, while chewing vigorously, he stretched out his hand to pinch the coquettish woman's **** and said, "It's still Xiaofang being considerate to me. ."

Looking at the couscous between Ding Zhicheng's teeth, Liu Fangqiang smiled disgustingly and said, "Why the secretary should be considerate of the boss."

At this time, Zhao Qingya had brought Lin Huan to the front desk, she directly took out a card from her bag and handed it to the waiter.

Ding Zhicheng, who had been paying attention to Zhao Qingya's every move, immediately became suspicious after seeing this scene: "What is that lady doing?"