Andrew's egg tart is pure in color and lustrous with a rich egg fragrance, compared to what Lin Ning ate in Xijing before, it is indeed a little less meaningful.

One bite down, sure enough, as Tony said before, the tart crust is crispy, the tart heart is tender, the fragrance of milk and eggs blends wantonly in the mouth, exploding instantly, the light caramel is not particularly sweet, an egg tart is belly, and a sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously.

After eating two in a row, he put down the lunch box in his hand, took the towel from Allen's hand and wiped his hands.

Looking sideways at Tony, Lin Ning gave a thumbs up and praised with a smile.

"It's good, it's not in vain. ”

"That's right, in fact, there is also a store that has a Hong Kong-style puff pastry egg tart that is also very good, the most authentic in Macau, do you want to try it?"

Tony took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth, smiling and suggesting.

"Good. ”

"What about these?"

Tony glanced at the two boxes of tarts on the center armrest in the back row.

"Alan, you eat two, and the rest is given to Ace. ”

"Yes, ma'am. ”

Allen, who was in the driver's seat, took the tart with a smile and got out of the car with the bag.

"That's not it. ”

Lin Ning raised his eyebrows a little proudly.

"Tsk, that's amazing. ”

Tony smacked his lips and gestured to his knees with his fingers in the palm of his other hand.

When Alan came back, his lips brightened a lot, and he still greeted him with a little egg fragrance.

"Madame, Ace, they asked me to bring their gratitude. ”

"Everyone has a share, wait for the same. ”

Lin Ning smiled and waved his hand, and the pink Bentley slowly drove towards the old street on the fifth day of October.

Tony's highly recommended snack shop is said to have the most authentic Hong Kong-style puff pastry tarts in Australia.

Looking inside from the outside of the store, there are not many people, few tourists, more like a place where neighbors often come, far from the scene in front of Andrew's house.

Tony stopped Lin Ning, who was about to get out of the car, trotted into the store and brought out three boxes, and handed two boxes to Alan when he got into the car.

The oval-shaped egg tart is steaming, and the tart heart is somewhat similar to the stewed milk I have eaten before, and after taking a bite, I feel a little sweeter than Andrew's in addition to the slippery point.

When wiping his hands, Lin Ning glanced at the back window, next to the Mercedes-Benz G63, Allen in a pink tuxedo, and Ace, who was dressed in black, and a few people, one of them took an egg tart and sent it to his mouth.

When I left the old street, I passed by a cake shop, and Alan smiled and said that it was an old shop that had been open for more than 80 years.

Lin Ning was a little curious about what kind of cake could be sold for more than 80 years, so he stopped the car and motioned for Lin Hong to enter the store and buy a copy of everything on the signboard to taste.

Simple packaging, not simple taste.

Desiccated coconut cashew nut crisp, Lin Ning gave a high evaluation, as for the brown sugar light shortbread, which Allen strongly recommended, it was a little unsatisfactory, and Tony was full of praise for eating it.

The next stop is Rongji Douhua, which has been selected as a Michelin street food list for 15 years. The store is not big, not much different from the previous egg tart shop.

The boss is quite arrogant, there are birds at the door, and he looks like he doesn't care about the diners who come in and out.

Lin Ning followed Tony into the store, at a round table, stood respectfully Allen, striding Ace, and outside the door of the store stood a sturdy man dressed in black super clothes.

The boss followed in with a smile on his face, speaking Mandarin not very fluent, and tirelessly emphasized that his family's bean curd was handmade and how fresh the beans were.

Lin Ning nodded, and when he saw a bowl of white tofu brains, he almost thought that the boss had served the wrong table.

Sweet party, salty party aside, how did this thing get on Michelin, Lin Ning is really a little curious.

Slippery but not loose bean curd, with a bowl of sugar water. To be honest, it feels no different from the breakfast stall at the school gate.

In any case, it can be regarded as a second Michelin.

After eating bean curd, Tony proposed to go to the Four Seasons Famous Store, Lin Ning glanced at the system, the new task would take two hours, and he didn't refuse.

The parking place, Lin Ning is a little familiar, and next to it is the Venetian who only visited last night.

The Four Seasons Famous Store is much more high-end than the Venetian, and the high-end private shopping guide service and image consultant service at the door are refreshing, Lin Ning glanced at Tony and Allen on the side, thinking that these two should be more professional.

The Four Seasons are connected to the Canal Mall, which is divided into three districts and is named after the world.

In the world of luxury, the brands that are often bought, both men and women, have the latest models at home, and there is a lot less fun.

The beauty world is all about maintenance and makeup, and the top ones are those few back and forth, and Lin Ning is sleepy.

As for the fashion world, fashion big guy Tony doesn't bother to go shopping, and that's what he wants.

A few people stopped and stopped, thanks to Alan on the side and Ace behind him, but they didn't meet anyone who didn't have long eyes.

The roast suckling pig eaten for lunch is crispy and tender, tender and crispy, and the dipping sauce is quite in line with Lin Ning's taste.

The fly in the ointment is that from the moment he sat down, Tony has been hiding by the window of the private room and making phone calls.

When Tony hung up the phone, Lin Ning looked at Tony who was about to stop talking with some unhappiness.

"Say it. ”

"I'm in a bit of a hurry, I'm busy with you. ”

"Oh. ”

Since Tony can speak, he has already made a decision when he thinks about it, there is no need to ask, and there is no need to say anything to keep it.

"It's really ......"

"Stop. Allan. ”

Lin Ning pressed his hand, interrupted Tony, who was about to explain something, and glanced at Alan on the side.

"Send him. ”

"Yes, ma'am. ”

Tony glanced at Lin Ning, who had a flat face, and the words on his lips finally turned into a long sigh, and he got up and followed Alan out of the door.

Lin Ning glanced at the back of Tony leaving outside the private room, and threw the chopsticks on the plate.

"He seems to have made an appointment with a friend to do some check-ups. ”

Lin Hong looked at Lin Ning, who was in a bad mood, and pointed to his ears.

"You hear again?"

Lin Ning glanced at Lin Hong, and without waiting for Lin Hong to reply, he continued.

"Why do you think your ears are so bright? He avoided me answering the phone because he didn't want me to know. I didn't eat it. ”

A whole roast suckling pig, eating about one-fifth of it, when the waiter came in with the food, Lin Ning had already stood up and walked outside with a cold face.

The pink Bentley Mulsanne galloped towards the manor, and Alan glanced at Lin Ning through the rearview mirror and said softly.

Tony didn't let Ace deliver it, and went out and got into a nanny car. ”

"Oh. ”

"You didn't tell you, our people didn't follow. ”

"Got it. ”

Lin Hong glanced at Lin Ning's clenched fist hidden in his leg a little helplessly, and he didn't have to think about it to know that this little ancestor had probably drilled the tip of the horns again.

In front of the main house, Lin Ning, who got out of the car, took Tu Tu from Lisa's hand with a cold face, glanced at the yogurt that Dill was holding, and went upstairs without saying a word.

"What are you angry about? ”

Lin Hong, who came up, sat next to Lin Ning and said softly.

"What's so angry, no one can't live without anyone. ”

"Didn't he just answer the phone from you and leave? ”

"Apparently didn't treat me as one of their own. ”

"Hehe, maybe people don't want you to worry. ”

"Laughing fart, watch the door. ”

Lin Ning turned his head and glared at Lin Hong, who was smiling, angrily, concentrating on the system.

"Mission: Ao Island Tour 1. Women's clothing to visit the island. Reward, 200 Costume Coins. Bonus, 500 Fame. Rewards, Skill Refresh Points, 1, Special Items (Items)"

"PS: dress code, sexy (?)"

"PS: Check-in point, Samba Holy Monument (?), Ao Island Tower (?), Black Sand Treading Waves (?), A-Ma Purple Smoke (?)"

"PS: Aodao Tower: 100 Steps to the Sky (Prestige Bonus: 300) (Optional), Skywalk (Fame Bonus: 300) (Optional), Bungy Jump (Fame Bonus: 300) (Optional)"

"PS: Black Sand Treading Waves: Bikini (Fame Bonus; 1000) (Optional)"

It was the first time Lin Ning had seen such a long task.

The rewards are not abundant, and how rebellious the special props and items are, Lin Ning brought two of them.

Prestige is huge, all options are in hand, and English proficiency is just around the corner.

The content of the task, it is not the first time to punch in Lin Ning.

Hundreds of steps to the sky, walking in the air, stupid jumping, although I don't know what it is, just look at the name, it is no different from sending prestige.

Find a place where no one is there to learn that the pig jumps twice and you will have 300 prestige, and I don't know what the system thinks.

The bikini of the black sand riding the waves, it is not impossible to find a way. One-fifth are proficient in English, how can you give up so easily.

As for the clothing requirements, there is Tony, a fashion celebrity, and Lin Ning is too lazy to bother, so he calls him to ask him.

"Sexy, how do you understand it?"

"The unstoppable style of the shirt, the casual laziness, yesterday on the plane, for a moment, you were very sexy. ”

"Lu?"

"That's called twisting your ass and teasing on the street, that's called ......"

"Okay, something squeaks. ”

"Good. ”

"Will you come back in the evening?"

"Back. ”

"Tell Alan to pick you up, that highway, outsiders stop. ”

"Good. Get in touch then. ”