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Chapter 382

"Master, it's up to you to find the address of Chinatown so easily."

Getting out of the car with big bags and small bags, the first thing Ah Hao felt when he got out of the car was the scorching heat of Bangkok.

Standing under the sun, listening to the familiar Chaozhou dialect coming from Chinatown in front of him, he turned his head and sighed to Lin Jiuying who was beside him.

"Nonsense, if you can't even solve this matter, I'll take you out."

Pay the fare and get out of the taxi.

Lin Jiuying touched the obviously deflated wallet, and a look of pain flashed across her face.

Taking a taxi from Don Mueang International Airport to Chinatown in Bangkok is not cheap.

However, upon hearing the admiration of his apprentice Ah Hao, he immediately replied with a rare and strange expression.

Although it took a lot of money to take a taxi, at least they arrived at the destination of the two people's trip. Therefore, after calming down the pain in her heart, Lin Jiuying looked up at the signboards in Chinatown. The Chinese signboards that can be seen everywhere are everywhere. For the local Chinese in Bangkok, this familiar atmosphere can easily give people an illusion.

"Master, look, there is actually a temple in this Chinatown."

Here, Lin Jiuying also laments the tenacious vitality of Chinese culture.

On the side, Ah Hao seemed to have seen some interesting scenes, and hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted at Lin Jiuying.

Hearing the apprentice's words, look in the direction he pointed.

Sure enough, at the end of the street, a steeple temple was seen from a distance.

Thailand has a strong Buddhist culture, and even the local Chinatown is not immune to the vulgarity. There are only a few temples in the entire small Chinatown, and the incense is not bad.

Of course, as an orthodox Maoshan Taoist, although Lin Jiuying's attitude towards the temple cannot be said to be displeasing to the eye, he naturally has no intention of joining the temple.

Withdrawing her gaze towards the temple, Lin Jiuying turned her head and glanced at the apprentices beside her.

"It's a big fuss. I didn't see you respect Maoshan Patriarch so much in China. How come you are so excited about other monks' temples when you go abroad."

"Ah, master, why did I make you unhappy?"

After being trained endlessly, the originally excited expression on Ah Hao's face immediately collapsed.

After the latter finished teaching his apprentice, the original depression in his heart was reduced a lot. He turned his head to look at the crowded Chinatown, and then waved his hand and said, "What are you doing standing there? Why don't you hurry up and follow me? Forgot the purpose of our coming to Thailand this time, not to come out to play."

As he spoke, he walked towards the crowd without waiting for the apprentice behind him to reply.

"Wait for me, master."

Seeing Lin Jiuying walking away, Ah Hao glanced left and right at the surrounding scene, and quickly opened his mouth to chase after him with his large and small luggage.

Just kidding, this Bangkok native is unfamiliar, if he is left alone, even eating will be a problem.

More importantly, he didn't have much money on him, and most of the exchanged baht was hidden in Lin Jiuying's pocket.

"sorry Sorry……"

In this way, the master and apprentice passed through the dense crowd in Chinatown one after the other. As the two went deeper, the cured meat mixed with medicinal materials from the surrounding shops continued to emit, and the ears were filled with a lot of Teochew dialect and a small amount of Thai.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the gold shops that pop up on both sides from time to time, and the doorway is covered with golden and heavy gold ornaments.

"Master, are these Thai people so rich?"

His mouth was dry by the dazzling gold ornaments hanging like goods at the door of the shops on both sides, Ah Hao swallowed, retracted his sight in front of the next shop, raised his head and said to Lin Jiuying in front of him.

"The gold is sold in piles."

"Since ancient times, which monk has been short of money?"

Also dazzled by a piece of gold jewelry, Lin Jiuying reached out and touched her pocket, and said forcefully: "Besides, who in the world would not like gold."

While talking, Lin Jiuying quickened her pace, passed the shops around Chinatown, and finally stopped in front of a grocery store, and looked up at the big characters "Qian Ji Grocery" on the signboard at the door of the store. Finally, she relaxed a little, and just looked down the signboard, but the closed door of the store made Lin Jiuying's brows subconsciously frowned into the word 'one'.

"Master, the door is closed."

Carrying luggage, he followed Lin Jiuying to the grocery store. Ah Hao stopped to take a breath, looked at the closed door of the grocery store, and blurted out.

"Being a teacher is not blind."

Turning around, he said something to his apprentice angrily.

Bang bang bang!
Lin Jiuying stepped forward and knocked on the door of the grocery store a few times, but there was no response from inside, as if no one was in the store at all.

"Who are you looking for?"

Next to the grocery store, in the pharmacy, looking at Lin Jiuying and Ahao standing at the door of the grocery store, a gray-haired old man poked his head out and asked in a strong Teochew dialect.

"Old man, I'm Qian Fazhong's friend, and I came here specially to find him."

Hearing the old man's question, Lin Jiuying stopped knocking on the door, and replied politely.

"Qian Fazhong, oh, you mean old Qian, I haven't seen him for several days, and I don't know where he went..."

"A few days ago, I saw him open the door for business, shouldn't it?"

"Don't say something unlucky, I heard the old money singing in the shop upstairs last night, I must have gone somewhere to play."

"Where can he go? He holds the radio and sings old-fashioned operas all day long. I said why it's so quiet these days. It turns out that Laoqian didn't open the door."

Following the conversation between Lin Jiuying and the old man, several Chinese people also walked out of several shops in the surrounding Chinatown, talking in a hurry.

The vast majority of those who will open a shop in Chinatown are Chinese, and the relationship will naturally develop over the years.

Hearing that Lin Jiuying said that he came to find old money to open a grocery store, he immediately started talking.

From the mouths of the Chinese in the surrounding shops, Lin Jiuying probably knew the situation of her friend. The shop of the other party seemed to have not been opened a few days ago, and that time happened to be the time when the other party called her.

However, if the other party is really in danger and calls himself for help, he shouldn't wait for his party to come and then act indifferent and refuse to answer the connection machine.

"Let's call, we can't say anything here, it will make people more worried..."

Seeing that several people couldn't explain clearly, the old man who started talking to him mentioned something.

Hearing the reminder from her old family, Lin Jiuying also took out her mobile phone with a dazed expression.

From the call list, find out the number that you just dialed not long ago and dial it.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle!
A few seconds later, accompanied by the crisp ringtone of the phone, it came from the grocery store in Chinatown in front of me.

(End of this chapter)