Chapter 811: Smell, know people

Chapter 811 smells, knows people
The green light is counting down and will disappear after a few seconds.
The driver is probably the kind of time that is very busy. He estimated that if he didn't accelerate himself, he should be able to pass successfully before the transition, so he would not have to stop and start again.
Six seconds, five seconds... Very good, just to catch up, the driver is in a good mood.
Three seconds later, the driver suddenly widened his eyes, and then the foot slammed on the brakes - a woman pushed the baby carriage and walked out.
She can't pass, only two or three seconds left... Is this woman an idiot? She is still on the phone! Such a careless mother!
Because of the speed of the car, the car could not stop, the driver desperately widened his eyes - however, when he crossed the sidewalk, he did not seem to feel that he had hit something.
The car finally stopped at the crossroads and the driver quickly got off and looked back.
Seeing the careless mother who was on the phone, she was being pulled by a young girl – she saved her.
"How did you walk!!" The driver roared and walked up. He felt that he had to swear a few words before he could suppress it.
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"I really appreciate you too much, God is grateful to you. My goodness..." The woman thanked Caroline excitedly.
She is holding the child in the stroller and keeps kissing the child's forehead. "Oh... sorry, baby, mom will not call when I cross the road. Forgive me, okay... oh... sorry, Sorry."
Caroline looked quietly.
Why do I reach out and pull this woman, she is still thinking about this problem.
Why did she see this scene in advance, and she also deliberately started to panic about this problem.
She has realized something... It seems that something special happened to her.
"Miss! Please be sure to tell the name and contact information." The woman was very grateful: "Please let me repay you well, otherwise I don't know I should forgive my own carelessness."
Caroline opened her mouth and thought for a moment: "So... can you please have a breakfast? To be honest, I have not had breakfast today."
"Of course! Of course, I am too happy!"
She grabbed Caroline’s hand and said quickly:
Whatever you want to eat, there is no problem.

Feeling grateful... it turns out that
People like me will have this time... be grateful.
Caroline smiled at herself. This smile looks a little weird in the child's mother, and can't help but look at Caroline doubtfully - the child's mother found out that Caroline's neck had a clear bruise, like being pulled out.
Caroline’s eyeballs are even more bloody, like a special beauty.
"You... are you okay?" the child's mother asked subconsciously.
Carolyn shook her head, maybe she could just think of a reason to deal with the past – for example, she was hit by her boyfriend’s domestic violence, and then escaped, now she is penniless – maybe the child’s mother would be more willing Help yourself a little.
If she can get a little cash, she can even leave the place temporarily through some pheasant cars.
"I actually..." Caroline moved her lips and planned to say a set of tentative rhetoric, but she swallowed her words and changed her mind: "I'm sorry, I can't eat breakfast, I am a little hurry." ......"
Said, she ignored the call of the child's mother, and quickly ran into the crowd.
At the peak of work, the streets were bustling, and Caroline quickly disappeared from the mother's sight.
The reason why Caroline ran away quickly was that she saw Arnold, who seemed to be Arnold... passing by.
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The man looked a little flickering and stopped in front of a flowing breakfast car. "Give a cup of coffee."
The salesman in the car glanced at the man who bought the coffee. He had obvious bruises on his face. He should have been playing with people. He had wounds on his cheeks, probably when he was fighting. such as.
The salesman did not care.
Don't be too much in this place to meet the fight, "Mr., your coffee. Thank you, two reals."
He took out a bunch of loose coins from his pocket, picked out two pieces, placed them directly on the table, and left with coffee - but he felt his shoulders suddenly being photographed.
He turned around in confusion, his eyes narrowed.
"Ano! You're fine! It's really you! Great!" Caroline grabbed the man's arm, perhaps because of the reason, Caroline grabbed it very hard.
Caroline looked at the scar on the man's face at this moment. "How did you escape from Boston? Did they have it to you later?"
She looked at the scar on Arnold's face, and she didn't know how many times he was beaten after he left, and his heart was somewhat apologetic.
Man...Ano snorted, and then quickly said: "I was squatting when they fell asleep, and then quietly escaped. You... are you okay?"
Caroline shook her head: "After they took me out, I found an opportunity to escape. But I think, they probably won't let me go so easily."
Arno nodded and said: "Yeah, Boston, he is very ruthless, it will not be so easy to let go of you... What do you want to do next?"
Caroline took the alarm: "I don't know, maybe I want to get out of here... I am still thinking of it. What about you? It's hard to escape. What are you going to do now?"
Arnold shook his head and said: "I didn't think about it. But... I should be able to find a place to hide for a while. Otherwise, come with me."
Caroline frowned and asked subconsciously: "Where?"
"University, we can go to the university to hide." Arnold quickly said: "The dormitory of the university, I can temporarily stay with my classmates for a few days!"
"University..." Caroline was hesitating.
Arnold flew quickly: "There are many people there, and there are schools to defend, even if it is Boston, he does not dare to mess!"
Carolyn thought about it and nodded and agreed. "Alright."
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By the row of luxury villas, Song Yuran introduced the background of the people living here to Luo Qiu. "... basically, they are descendants of the Spanish aristocracy. Because in the middle of the 16th century, it became a Spanish colony. This situation lasted for a long time. In fact, Cartagena had once declined, until the last world in the 1920s, because of shipping reasons, it only prospered again."
Luo Qiu listened quietly.
"Hot house?"
The car finally stopped in front of a building with towering walls on all sides, and Luo Qiu looked at the plaque hanging in front of the door.
Song Xiaoran laughed and said: "This is written by the old man. Do you know why it is called a humble house?"
Luo Qiu shook his head.
Song Yuran said: "At the beginning, this is where we live. In recent years, the old man moved to another place. The environment is better and more suitable for living. Second, you can avoid unnecessary interruptions. I have lived for a decade. I said that when the Song family started, there was nothing at all. The ancestors were a farmer of the honest Bara. There was only one tile house, and the family was on the wall. When winter came, The cold wind can't even block."
"have you been there?"
Song Xiaoran shook his head and said: "I went back to China several times. One time I found his hometown with the old man, but it was already beyond recognition. It was a piece of grassland."
"So, there is a cold house." Luo Qiu nodded.
"So I have a cold house." Song Xiaoran smiled and said that Luo Qiu walked all the way.
When a few people passed the porch named ‘Longtang’, O'Neill and Lluvia stopped. The two of them did not go deeper, but there were servants out to greet them in the cold house, and the situation was familiar faces.
Luo Qiu saw the cold housekeeper named "Five Uncles". This hair has a somewhat white middle-aged man. His expressions are very strict and meticulous. He seems to be vaguely carrying a little British style.
Wu Shu asked a question to Luo Qiu. After seeing Luo Qiu's face, he looked a little moved, but did not say anything, but became more respectful.
Song Yuran said that the five uncles had entered a school that specialized in training butlers.
"Five Uncle, this Mr. Luo is a guest of the Hanshe, you should call me first." Song Yuran looked at Luo Qiu again at this time: "You wait for me, someone will call you, what is the need to directly command the five uncles ""
Luo Qiu did not ask why Song Ruran left.
The Hanshe is completely built according to the hutong of the old capital. At this time, Luoqiu’s partial hall is also antique, and Wu’s uncle respectfully stands in front of Luoqiu. Even if it is standing, it is just the right place.
Guests come to the door, no Know what you want to drink?"
"Give me a glass of water." Luo Qiu also politely responded.
"Please wait a moment."
Wu Shu nodded, no dissatisfaction, no extra words, turned and went out. In the eccentric hall, I was quiet at once - because only Luo Qiu was alone.
He picked up a book on the shelf next to him and looked at it, the "History of Ming Dynasty" in the history of the twenty-fourth.
Footsteps.
"When you come to the door, how can you entertain only with clear water?" The voice of the woman.
Luo Qiu closed the book and turned back, but saw a pink-colored head, hair up, wearing a cheongsam woman holding a tea tray with both hands and slowly walked in, pear vortex smiled.
The cheongsam woman put down the tea tray and chuckled: "Junshan Silver Needle, also known as 'Golden Jade'. According to legend, its first seed, which was planted by Emperor Huang and female English, has been circulated since ancient times..."
The cheongsam woman began to take out the stove life, boil water, wash tea, and act softly. Like the girl picking tea in the Jiangnan water town, she whispered. "One day, when the second emperor of the Tang Dynasty went up, the courtier gave him a cup of tea. When the hot water fell to the cup, I saw a group of white fog rising in the air, and suddenly a white crane came out in the white mist. The white crane slammed the Emperor Mingzong three times and slammed into the blue sky. The emperor asked why this is the case. The following courtiers replied: This is because the water of Liu Yijing of Junshan is used to soak the yellow hair. The yellow mane is the silver needle we often say. From then on, Junshan silver The needle has also become a tribute tea dedicated to the emperor."
The tea bowl is filled with aroma, and the cheongsam woman puts the tea bowl on her hands and whispers: "Smell."
Luo Qiu took the tea bowl from the cheongsam woman, opened it and glanced at it: "Actually, I don't understand."
The boss is telling the truth - the maidservant has never brewed Kung Fu tea. Because Luo boss thinks that the maid's young black tea and flower tea are already very good, so there is no such requirement.
The cheongsam woman heard the words and groaned.
Luo’s boss took a direct drink and said again:
The taste is not bad. Where can I buy it?

"This is probably a bit difficult. This is the highest price tea that was shot at the Tea Party Conference in Huaguo Tea Country five years ago. It can't be bought outside." The cheongsam woman smiled slightly. "Because it is a guest, it will be It comes out to greet you."
"Thank you." Luo Qiu nodded.
The cheongsam woman suddenly said: "Hanshe greets the guests, and they use the services of the most beautiful hotels. But for so many years, in the cold house, you can use the VIPs to call them. Counting you, there are only six times. Do you know who the top five VIPs are?"
"Nature is the friend of the owner here." Luo boss thought for a while.
"The president of this country has also had the richest people in the Chinese circle, and the heroes who have monopolized a continent's arms business. They are all people who can make an uproar in the outside world... Then, as the sixth VIP, you Who is it?"
So Luo boss is very direct: "I recently took over a small shop, usually selling something that others need."
The cheongsam woman raised her face slightly. "What is something that others need?"
Luo boss said: "That is, sell everything."

Is there a business card?
she asked again.
Luo boss shook his head and apologized: "The business card does not. But there is a certificate for the guests, but I have no intention to give you for the time being, because Miss you seem to be in good shape and nothing, so I am sorry.

"Yes? That's a pity." The cheongsam woman smiled slightly and then said lightly: "So, please sit down, please go out."
She went so far.
Luo boss smiled and sat down, then picked up the tea bowl on his hand and looked up. After that, the boss looked at the silver needle that had not been used up.
His hand smeared on the utensils, and there was a container full of tea on the saucer. "Well, I should be able to drink for a long time."
Luo’s boss smiled. After a snap, the container filled with tea disappeared. On the stairway, the club cabinet was opened with a glassware.

Has someone already been there?

At this time, Wu Shu took a cup of clear water and came in with a plate. He looked at the set of tableware on the side of Luo Qiu with a puzzled look. He frowned. He recognized the things inside. He had some guesses about the hearts of the people.

Nothing.
Luo Qiu smiled.
Just a lady asked me to chat.

"I am really sorry, you are a guest." Wu Shu quickly said: "I am not thinking about it... The lady did not say anything to you, what to do?"
"No." Luo boss shook his head: "If you have time, help me thank her for giving me tea, and tell me some allusions."
"Sure, sure." Five uncles should answer.
He didn't know why he was nervous. He only felt that when the young man spoke, it was light and windy, and there was no shelf, but it was even more tense than when Song was angry.
Like the sea, the endless sea, the undercurrent and whirlpool of the uninhabited land.
I hope Miss Sakura has no conflict with this distinguished guest.
The old Buddha's Buddha jumped the wall, the VIP sent by Song Xiaoran personally... and the face of this young man, Wu Shu actually had some vague speculation in his heart...
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PS: Adding to the ‘that’s the heart’s lord’ (2/2)
(End of this chapter)