Chapter 298 3-day tour of Magic City 4

For a whole day, Sherlock and his party were taken around Yu Garden by A, B, C and D, visited the Chenghuang Temple, ate Nanxiang steamed dumplings, and strolled around the Bund in the evening. Finally, Tony treated him to a meal at the Peace Hotel. That's the end.

The whole process was very consistent with the legendary tourism model. Although A, B, B, and D did not say anything on the surface, they felt helpless in their hearts.

It's like the scenic spots in the city where you live. You may never go there a second time in your life, but just because you live here, if your friends come to see you, you will definitely take them with you. Repeat visits to these attractions that you have seen countless times.

A, B, C, and D all feel this way. After all, they also have lives and friends, so they will naturally experience the above situation, but this time is different. This time it is still business! After all, friends can discuss it, but business matters cannot be rejected! It can be said to be very unlucky.

Of course, in addition to the four people A, B, C and D, Sherlock also felt very torn. After all, if you saw people like Tony and Widow Sister kneeling in the main hall of the City God Temple and offering incense devoutly, you would also feel very torn.

As for the rest of the itinerary, to be honest, as a Westerner, I am not very interested in the scenery of the Bund. Compared with the scenery of the Bund, Sherlock found that the lesbians seemed to be more interested in the Nanjing Road Pedestrian Street.

Well, it’s just that Sherlock himself was very interested. Sherlock still can’t forget the various snacks he ate on the Nanjing Road Pedestrian Street when he first came to Shanghai. He was so shocked at the time!

I don’t know if there is a Nanjing Road Pedestrian Street in this world anymore.

The more he thought about Sherlock, the stronger his nostalgia for childhood snacks became, which even led to him being absent-minded when eating at the Peace Hotel, which he had never been to during his two previous visits to the Magic City.

After the sky darkened and everyone returned to the hotel tiredly after playing all day, Sherlock became more and more frustrated as he thought about it, no, he had to go and see for himself!

But because of his identity, he didn't want to cause any trouble. After thinking about it, Sherlock finally knocked on A's door embarrassedly.

A, who had been walking with everyone all day, was exhausted. Just after taking a shower and taking off his clothes to go to bed, there was a knock on the door of the room. A thought it was his companion, so he opened the door and saw A well-dressed Sherlock.

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Looking at A with a question mark slowly rising above his head, Sherlock didn't hesitate and directly stated his purpose of coming, to go to the snack street!

Although A was very grateful to Sherlock for not wanting to cause any inconvenience to them at work, the more he thought about it, the more doubtful he became. In the end, A asked his doubts with a question mark on his forehead while changing his clothes.

"Are we the only ones going? Don't you need to call others?"

Faced with A's doubts, Sherlock rolled his eyes angrily, shrugged his shoulders indifferently and answered A's question.

"No, their group of wild boars can't eat fine bran, and they can't enjoy delicacies like stinky tofu at all. Hurry up, I'm starving of it. There is no place to sell these good things in Yingjiang."

Sherlock's answer was in the correct pronunciation of the rabbit-speak, "The wild boar cannot eat fine chaff." 'A was so speechless that he even doubted whether the young man opposite was actually a Yingjiang.

He has really never seen that foreign guy understand Rabbit’s argumentative mode of greetings and snacks like this. Even walking on the street today, A always felt that the guy in front of him sounded like Yingjiang. , rather like a rabbit on my side!

Most people would never realize that the person in front of him was a pure rabbit covered in hawk sauce.

But there is one thing to say, with A, a local, leading the way, Sherlock's sneaky snack trip went really smoothly.

After all, even if Sherlock had been to the Magic City in his previous life, he had come as a tourist, and the snacks he bought must have been from the attractions.

But this time, A took Sherlock to a snack street that only locals would go to.

How should I put it, Sherlock really enjoyed his meal this time. Compared to the exquisite food in the Peace Hotel, Sherlock still had the smoky but heavy oily and spicy food in the snack street.

Seeing Sherlock flinging his arms and showing off, and occasionally stuffing things into his hands to signal him to eat with him, the expression on A's face gradually changed from understanding to kindness.

You haven’t eaten any good pork either!

This was A's only thought when he saw Sherlock eating like a storm.

But one thing I finally discovered is that this guy has quite strong tastes, such as stinky tofu and snail noodles.

Don't worry about what A thinks. Anyway, Sherlock enjoyed the meal very well. He even didn't forget to pat A's shoulder with his oily hand when he was inhaling the storm, saying that he would write a letter of praise to the ambassador when he got back. , praise A by name.

The black line on A's forehead caused so many flaws that A suddenly didn't know where to start vomiting.

Sherlock finally burped and walked back to the hotel with satisfaction, carrying snacks such as small meatballs as a late night snack.

Then in the hotel lobby, Sherlock saw the dark-faced Pepper, Tony and his group, as well as the serious-looking B, B and D trio.

Especially after seeing Sherlock come back with his mouth full of oil, the aroma of food all over his body, and burping, everyone's anger became even more intense.

Good guy, eat alone!

Several men in the team looked at each other and immediately surrounded Sherlock. The food in Sherlock's hand was immediately delivered to the hands of the lesbians at the back.

"Tell me, where are you carrying us?"

Looking at the people surrounding him, Sherlock decisively gave in and looked at A, who came back with him, with eyes pleading for help.

Faced with Sherlock's eyes asking for help, A helplessly shrugged his shoulders, but still spoke.

"He asked me to accompany him to the snack street."

A's words successfully attracted everyone's attention, and they all began to ask what a snack street was. After A explained clearly, Tony grabbed Sherlock Destiny by the back of his neck and asked sharply.

"Say! Why don't you take us!"

This time, before Sherlock could even look for help, A opened his mouth to explain to everyone.

"Oh, he said you wild boars can't eat fine chaff, so you have to go there secretly."

After listening to A's explanation, everyone put smiles on their faces, but this smile was sinister. Price even turned around and looked at A without smiling and asked.

"By the way, I heard that it's not illegal to hit children here, right?"

Faced with Price's inquiry, A calmly made a gesture of invitation.

Well, needless to say the rest of the story, the entire lobby echoed with Sherlock's screams.

It was only at this time that Yi, Bing and Ding came to A's side and whispered to A.

"Boss, are you afraid of that boy's revenge?"

Faced with his subordinate's questioning, A just shrugged his shoulders and then answered slowly.

"No, I just gave him a complete childhood."

Hearing A's words, the corners of B, B and D's lips twitched fiercely. They looked at Sherlock who was being beaten over there, and then looked at A and B who were standing calmly on the side with a greasy fingerprint on their shoulder. Bing Ding has reason to suspect that A is taking revenge.

Otherwise, based on Sherlock's age, he is still a youth after all. How could he become a child?

After watching the familiar circle kick for a while, A finally came back to his senses and looked at B, B, and D next to him and asked.

"By the way, what happened? Why are you all gathered here?"

After hearing the fake question, C took out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket and handed it to A and said.

"It seems that Mr. Tony wanted to ask Mr. Sherlock about tomorrow's itinerary, but found that Mr. Sherlock was not in the room. Then he called everyone to find us. We found that you were not in the room either. In the end, things turned out inexplicably. It’s become like this.”

Hearing what C said, A was stunned for a moment, and then smiled a little sheepishly. When he left just now, Sherlock was in too much of a hurry and forgot to bring his mobile phone. In that case, Sherlock's beating also affected A. contribution.

A glanced at Sherlock who was being kicked with a guilty conscience, and decided to keep this matter in his stomach.