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Chapter 381 Chinatown

"Hahaha, fooling around again, Da Sanyuan!"

"Give money, give money, give money..."

Yaowarat Road, Chinatown.

Turning over the mahjong tiles, the old man grinned from ear to ear, stretched out his hand and rubbed his fingers at the people around him, and urged with a smile on his face.

"Old Qian, you're lucky, are you so lucky?"

Seeing another hand of cards, several mahjong players at the poker table couldn't help showing unlucky expressions, and said while reaching out to take out Thai baht from the drawer.

"Could it be out of thousands?"

"Just kidding, I will pay a thousand."

The leader grabbed the banknotes in the hands of several people, and when he heard the doubts from several people, Lao Qian immediately shouted with beard and stare: "It's worth a thousand for a mere small game of cards, and my old money is worth tens of thousands. Big business, a few hundred gambling games, is not worth mentioning in my eyes..."

While talking, Lao Qian mixed the mahjong in his hand on the table, rubbed the cards and hummed opera.

I don't know how it happened in the past few days. His luck is very good. The money he makes from a few games in a row is almost catching up with his own income from opening a shop.

"It's almost time for my son to leave school, why don't we leave today."

Looking up at the time, a middle-aged woman playing cards said.

"Why are you such a disappointment? You only have to fight a few times before leaving. Your son is already fifteen or sixteen years old, and he can't go home by himself."

Hearing that someone wanted to disband the game, Lao Qian immediately showed an expression of displeasure.

He is feeling very lucky now, so of course he doesn't want this game to end.

Hearing what Lao Qian said, the middle-aged woman who spoke was embarrassed to say anything more disappointing, and continued to draw cards.

Jingle Bell--

And at this moment, the old-fashioned mobile phone placed next to the old money table suddenly rang.

Hearing the phone ringing, Lao Qian subconsciously grabbed the phone and glanced at it.

"Old Qian, Aunt Tai hasn't left yet, so don't even think about running away if you win money."

"I can run?!"

Hearing someone say this, Lao Qian immediately stopped looking at his mobile phone, put his hands down and shouted directly: "Come on, since you are all rushing to send money, then today we will fight for three hundred rounds, who will win?" Don't even try to run away!"

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"Master, have you contacted your friend?"

Stretching out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Ah Hao glanced at the master beside him, saw Lin Jiuying put down the phone in his hand, and hurried forward to ask.

The weather in Bangkok was hotter than he had imagined. Not long after he stood outside the airport, his forehead was already sweating.

"He didn't answer the phone, maybe he forgot to bring it, or he didn't answer it."

Lin Jiuying frowned and shook her head.

It was the first time for the master and apprentice to come to Bangkok. They were unfamiliar with the place, and the only person they knew didn't show up at the airport.

I originally planned to make a phone call to ask for directions, but the other party didn't even answer the phone.

In this situation, even if Lin Jiuying didn't think that the other party would use the country's affairs to deceive her, she couldn't help but feel a little bit suspicious.

"Forget it, let's take a taxi there."

Suppressing her inner worries, Lin Jiuying was naturally unwilling to lose her prestige as a master in front of her apprentice.

"Oh."

Hearing what Lin Jiuying said, Ah Hao naturally didn't dare to ask any more questions.

As an apprentice, he has already figured out the master's character, and he hates others to question him the most.

"Master, take us to Chinatown."

Fortunately, outside the airport, it's hard to say anything else, there are a lot of taxis that carry passengers.

Without much effort, Lin Jiuying and Ahao called an empty car parked outside the airport.

Lin Jiuying yelled at the driver in the car while carrying large and small bags of luggage into the car.

"where?"

In the driver's seat, upon hearing Lin Jiuying's words, the taxi driver showed a puzzled expression on his face.

"Master, we are in Bangkok now. Of course people can't understand you when you speak Chinese."

After finally getting into the car, he took a breath in the cold air of the air conditioner in the car. Hearing the conversation between Lin Jiuying in the passenger seat and the taxi driver, Ahao said immediately.

In the reminder of the apprentice, the expression on Lin Jiuying's face suddenly became a little bit, and quickly followed the introduction she had received from her old friend before, gesturing to the taxi driver in front of her and saying: "Go to Chinatown, Chinatown..."

"Oh, the waist is hot."

Fortunately, the taxis that pick up passengers outside the airport still have some foreign language proficiency, so under Lin Jiuying's gesticulating gestures, the dark-skinned driver finally understood the address in the other party's mouth, stretched out his hand to gesture an OK gesture, and stepped on the gas pedal Just drive towards the 'waist digging spicy'.

"Master, are you sure you're talking about the right place? Why did I hear the driver said that it's the waist digging, not Chinatown?"

Sitting in the taxi that started, looking at the airport drifting away behind him, Ah Hao felt a little uneasy for no reason.

Especially when he was in the car just now, he clearly heard the driver yelling that he was digging his waist.

"What do you know, waist digging is the meaning of Chinatown in Thai."

Seeing the worried expression on the apprentice's face, Lin Jiuying naturally refused to admit that she didn't understand the meaning of the driver's "waist digging" at all, so she could only force herself to turn her head and speak forcefully.

"For so many years as a teacher, I have traveled all over the world, and I haven't seen anything. It's just a mere Chinatown, and I will be there soon."

Although she said so, when Lin Jiuying turned her head, the expression on her face became a little worried.

Behind Ahao, where Ahao couldn't see, Lin Jiuying secretly stretched out her hand to pinch Fa Jue, and prayed in her mouth: "The ancestors of Maoshan, all the ancestors, bless the disciples from going in the wrong direction, and the disciples will give you the blessings when you go back. The master offered good incense and tribute to bless the disciples."

Facts have proved that Maoshan Patriarch is still reliable.

What the driver said was "waist digging spicy", in fact, it means Yaowarat Road, which is Chinatown.

Therefore, after driving for nearly four, five, and 10 minutes from the airport, the taxi stopped in front of Yaowarat Road. The driver in the car pointed to the Chinese-style signboard in front of him, turned his head and shouted to Lin Jiuying who was beside him: " Waist digging is spicy."

"Whoo~"

Hearing the driver's words, Lin Jiuying looked up again at the many Chinese signboards on Yaowarat Road, and finally let go of her heart, and thanked the ancestors of Maoshan in her heart, and then put on a pair of With a calm expression, he shouted at the dazed Ahao sitting in the back seat.

"It's here, but I haven't woken up yet."

"Ah, here it is."

Sitting in the back, hearing Lin Jiuying's voice, Ah Hao, who was still half asleep, immediately raised his head, saw the bustling people outside the car and the familiar signboard, and almost forgot that he was abroad for a moment, thinking he was back in Hong Kong island.

　Thanks to Nidhogg Yang for the reward of 100 starting coins, and the reward of 2000 starting coins under the parasol tree.

　　
　
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