Chapter 880

Zhang Fengyi was not sure: "I don't know if it's him. He feels like a child of a neighbor when he was a child. But I heard that I have already been to university. "

"Anwei Hefei. Where I was born before. " Zhang Fengyi said that ye Zimo and Xia Yihan took a look, but they didn't expect that things would be so easy.

In the C police station, an agent named Xiao Chen put a picture in baker's hand. "This is the image you made according to your original description. Do you think it's this person?"

Beck looked over his head and nodded. The sharp boy had met once in Africa. When he left, he wanted to take the boy with him. Someone told him that the boy was dead.

At first, he had no doubt. After all, the boy was injured and was in a place full of infectious diseases. But just a few days ago, when he went shopping in the supermarket, he saw a person who looked like him flash by.

If the one named sharp doesn't die at all, then how did he escape? Why did those Africans help him lie? All these riddles need to be explored from this sharp one.

"I'll go out." Beck grabbed his coat and went out. He had to ask Xia Yihan about some things.

In Ye's mansion, the housekeeper said with a smile: "Hello, my wife is not here now."

"What about ye Zimo?" Beck asked quietly. Xia Yihan cares about ye Zimo so much. Ye Zimo seems to be deeply emotional. He doesn't believe that two people will be separated.

"Young master has a headache, so he has been resting all the time. You know, being wronged is a headache." The housekeeper's tone also unconsciously has some strong intention.

Baker didn't care about the housekeeper's provocation. Instead, he laughed. I'm afraid Ye Zimo is no longer in this room. He nodded to the housekeeper and said, "I know."

Out of the door, Beck familiar to a car, said hello to colleagues in the car. "You worked hard."

"Well, is there any change?" Several police C asked, Beck looked back at the Ye family mansion, turned his head and laughed: "everything goes as usual."

A car speeding on the highway, Xia Yihan let the wind blow his hair, said with a smile: "I don't know we have this kind of old car at home."

It was a very old Honda. Police C never expected Ye Zimo to drive such an old car out of their sight.

"My manager saw that ye Zimo seemed to be very familiar with the dishes, so he went down without much recommendation. "What is Cao Cao chicken?" Xia Yihan asked curiously.

Ye Zimo saw Xia Yihan's exhaustion on the road, and his interest rose. He said with a smile: "Anhui is a military area in the Three Kingdoms. After occupying the north, Cao Cao led hundreds of thousands of troops to fight against Sun Quan. In Hefei, he fell ill because of his overwork. Later, the cook served a dish. The main food was chicken. He didn't expect that Cao Cao felt delicious after eating it, and he was better. Later, this dish was called Cao Cao chicken."

The bell rings at the door, and the smiling waiter puts the dishes on the table. Xia Yihan sees that there are Gastrodia elata, Zanthoxylum, Lentinus edodes and winter bamboo shoots in Caocao chicken. It tastes like Gujing tribute wine.

"It's really great." Xia Yihan's big finger moves, picks up a piece of chicken to eat happily.

"Miss, it's said that when Li Hongzhang went to attend the coronation ceremony of Nicholas II, he was not used to Western food every day, so he specially asked the cook to buy some domestic common ingredients for stewing in one pot. Unexpectedly, the taste was very good, and the name of Li Hongzhang's stew was handed down.

"Why do you know so much?" Xia Yihan asked curiously. Ye Zimo helped Xia Yihan remove the bone from the chicken and said with a smile, "when I was in China, I still know something about the whole China."

Two people are happy to talk, the box door was opened, an old woman trembling to hide in, but also closed the door.

"What can I do for you?" Xia Yihan asked suspiciously. Although the old man's clothes are very old, they are very clean, and they don't seem to have mental problems.

"Do you want to find some antiques? I have crickets and gourds from the Three Kingdoms period. They are genuine." The old man smiles and talks to Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan.

"No, granny. We're not here to buy antiques." Xia Yihan said with a bitter smile that she knew that comfort Hefei was a famous antique place, but she didn't expect that the people here had become so hospitable.

"Grandma, why are you here again! Wait, the manager will scold you! " The waiter who came in to deliver the dishes put down the dishes and urged the old man selling antiques to leave.

"I'm just here to sell something?" Muttered the old man. "That's not how you sell things." The manager came in and took her grandmother's hand and went out. While walking, he politely laughed at Xia Yihan and yizimo: "sorry, this grandmother often feels that the people who eat in this box are rich people, so she always wants to sell her messy things."

The old man's hand was dragged out by the manager, and his thin body kept struggling. Xia Yihan couldn't bear it. Ye Zimo said, "wait a minute."The manager stopped and kindly reminded Ye Zimo: "guest, you are laymen. It's very easy to get on the road. I suggest you don't buy it. Although some things look old, they are actually old ones!"

"What do you want to sell?" Ye Zimo turns to the old man. The old man took out a dark blue cloth bag from his intimate clothes. After opening the bag layer by layer, he handed it to Ye Zimo: "it's this cricket gourd."

Xia Yihan looked at the cricket gourd and said with a smile, "isn't Zhixuan a hobby of collecting antiques? It's better to give it to him, whether it's true or not

Xia Yihan said, ye Zimo would not object, nodded and asked: "how much money."

The old man hesitated for a moment, and said ruthlessly, "20000?"

"Grandma, you're too poor. It's 20000 yuan. Today, I saw 10 yuan for each in Nanhu market. It's better to make old things than you are!" The manager said angrily.

Xia Yihan regretfully returns the cricket gourd to the old man. Although he wants to help her, if the old man's price is too high, Xia Yihan doesn't want to be a fool.

"Two thousand! Two thousand can't be less! " The old man is so anxious that he has to jump. Xia Yihan sees the old man's anxious look and thinks whether the other party is in any difficult situation and needs to get rid of things.

Ye Zimo also thought so, nodded and said, "good, two thousand." The old man didn't have all the tools to pay, so Xia Yihan and ye Zimo had to accompany the old man to the nearby bank to transfer money.

In the bank hall, a man stood up and walked to Xia Yihan and ye Zimo. "Zhixuan?" Xia Yihan exclaimed in surprise.

"I came here on business, but I didn't expect that my mobile phone and wallet were picked up by pickpockets. I couldn't contact the assistant. I had to come to the bank to handle it myself. Did you come out secretly?"

When haizhixuan sees Ye Zimo, he also knows that the other party can't come to Hefei for no reason. Ye Zimo nods to haizhixuan, and the old woman cries anxiously: "do you give me money or not?"

"By the way, Zhixuan, this was meant to be given to you." Xia Yihan puts the cricket gourd in haizhixuan's hand, and ye Zimo accompanies the old man to transfer money.

"It looks good." Haizhixuan did not take a close look. Xia Yihan asked, "how is Zhuo Xuan now?"

Speaking of Zhuo Xuan, haizhixuan has some worries: "is doing psychological counseling treatment, there is no big problem at present."

Two people talk, ye Zimo has come back, "need I accompany you to go." Haizhixuan asked.

Ye Zimo shakes his head: "three people action goal is too big." Haizhixuan understood that he and ye Zimo had better not be involved in each other now, or it would be more troublesome. He nodded and left cleanly.

"Wait a minute!" Xia Yihan put his mobile phone on haizhixuan and said, "your mobile phone has been picked up by pickpockets. Take mine first."

Haizhi Quan Ye doesn't refuse, takes his mobile phone, nods and goes outside. Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan just came out of the bank, and a thin figure caught up.

"There are a lot of good goods in my house. Do you want to go and have a look again?" The old man anxiously looks at Xia Yihan and ye Zimo.

"Grandma, we don't really need these things. We just want to help you. We are looking for a place called Huangmen street." Xia Yihan explained patiently.

"I live in Huangmen street. I'll take you there." The old man led the way enthusiastically in front of him. Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo, and ye Zimo nodded quietly.

Both sides of the street are full of flowing garbage. A flowerpot falls from a high place. Ye Zimo pulls Xia Yihan back to prevent Xia Yihan's head from being smashed.

"Walk and watch the way!" A person on the balcony yelled downstairs. The person who smashed the flowerpot instead blamed the people who walked for not looking at the road. What logic is this? Xia Yihan thought gloomily.