Because some tourists from other places will buy seafood here and find restaurants to process it directly. This way, not only the price is cheaper, but the ingredients are also fresher.

Lin Baici and the two wandered along the street.

Soon, when they reached the end of the street, the two people looked at each other.

"Hey, nothing happened!"

Xia Hongyao is depressed.

"continue!"

Lin Baici turned back and walked about a hundred meters when he saw a group of people gathered in front of him.

"Is something wrong?"

Xia Hongyao ran over immediately.

A refrigerated truck carrying seafood knocked down an old woman in her sixties while reversing.

Someone called for help and called an ambulance.

"No, I can leave, but I still have to go back and cook for my grandson!"

"He's starving!"

"I don't have to go to the hospital!"

After listening to the old woman's words, Xia Hongyao poked Lin Baici's arm: "What do you think?"

"Old lady, you love your grandson so much, he must be fat and white because of you!"

Lin Baici shouted.

"That's not the case!"

When the old woman mentioned her grandson, her smile was full of wrinkles, filled with happiness.

"What does your grandson like to eat?"

Lin Baici's seemingly casual inquiry was actually planned for a long time.

“My grandson loves what I cook!”

The old woman boasted.

“Where’s the claypot rice?”

Xia Hongyao couldn't wait any longer and got straight to the point.

“Love to eat!”

The old woman picked up her vegetable basket.

The onlookers immediately helped her and put the scattered dishes back for her.

The old woman stood up, patted the dirt on her body, took the 500 yuan compensation from the truck driver, and limped away.

"What do you think?"

Xia Hongyao looked at the old woman's back: "Do you want to follow her for a while?"

"Definitely!"

Two people followed behind.

The old woman made many twists and turns, walking through small streets and narrow alleys. After half an hour, Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao were lost.

"Will it be wasted effort again?"

Xia Hongyao is worried.

"Won't!"

Lin Baici's tone was very certain.

"ah?"
Chapter completed!