The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 478 Fireworks in the Day
"Can you help?"

Qin Lang immediately looked surprised. "Could it be that someone you know happened to be at String Sound Square at this time two days ago?"

"Yes," the driver nodded. "That's a friend of mine who works for the same taxi company; he's also a taxi driver."

"Two days ago at this time, the other party was driving by the String Sound Square with passengers."

"Afterwards, he excitedly shared with me that he had passed by the String Sound Square and saw a very lively performance."

"A performance?" Qin Lang looked surprised. "It's just dawn, what kind of performance would take place at this time of day?"

"I was curious too, so I asked him." The driver's expression was somewhat strange. "He actually said it was a fireworks display."

"A fireworks display?" Qin Lang frowned.

This is even more outrageous. Shouldn't fireworks displays be held after dark for a better viewing experience?

Who will put on a fireworks display after dawn...?

and many more!

fire!
Qin Lang couldn't help but take out the metal token fragment of the treasure hunting team from his pocket. At the broken part of the fragment, there were signs of melting.

That was the result of high temperatures. In addition, Mr. Xu Wei mentioned the explosion that happened that night. Among the people who captured Zhenling, there should be one Food Spirit who mainly uses fire-type combat skills.

The fireworks display at this time is certainly unusual, but if it's to cover up traces of an extraordinary battle, then it's very possible!
"Could you contact your friend?" Qin Lang couldn't help but ask. "I'd like to inquire about some details."

"Of course, no problem." Having eaten such a delicious egg yolk pastry from Cao Dongdong, the driver was quite cooperative at this moment.

He immediately picked up his phone and called his friend, putting it on speakerphone, but the line went dead.

"Oh, this..." The driver's expression immediately turned awkward. "I remember now, my friend is on the night shift today."

"By this time, he should have already handed over his shift and gone home."

"I didn't sleep all night, I'm probably asleep by now."

"Alright." Qin Lang nodded helplessly. "In that case, let's not disturb his rest."

Fireworks displays are such eye-catching events that there must be many witnesses. Once they get to the square, they can ask the people who come to the square for a walk at this time every day, and they're sure to get some information.

Soon, the driver took them to String Sound Square.

Because he ate an egg yolk pastry but couldn't help, the driver felt very embarrassed the whole way and refused to accept payment when they arrived at their destination.

After some polite exchanges, Qin Lang and the other two could only watch, with a wry smile, as the other party stepped on the gas and sped away.

"Let's go, let's find someone to ask around."

Qin Lang turned his head to look at the String Sound Square behind him.

It was already a while since dawn, and the square was gradually filling up with people. What caught Qin Lang's eye even more was an elderly dance troupe singing and dancing to music played from loudspeakers.

It seems that square dancing also exists in the world of Food Spirits.

Elderly people who dance in public squares usually gather at fixed times and places, so they must have been there two days ago!

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Lang rushed forward and patiently waited until the music ended before walking to the nearest old man.

"Grandpa, may I ask you a question?"

"Huh? What did you say? Speak louder!" The old man rubbed his ears and shouted at Qin Lang.

Qin Lang: “…”

"May I ask you a question?" He raised his voice a few decibels, trying to make the slightly hard-of-hearing old man hear him. However, what he got in return was an even louder shout from the other party.

"Don't talk to this old man," a kind-looking old lady next to her said with a smile, waving her hand. "This fellow is very hard of hearing!"

"How can someone who is hard of hearing dance?" Cao Dongdong, who came with Qin Lang, couldn't help but complain when he heard this.

"I just watch and dance along with everyone else." The old lady still had a smile on her face. "This old man lives alone and is very lonely, so he dances with us every morning to pass the time."

"Child, what's the problem? Why don't you ask me?"

"Thank you, Grandma." Qin Lang nodded and readily asked, "I wanted to ask if anything unusual happened in the square two days ago at this time?"

“Something special…” The old lady thought for a moment, then smiled, “There is indeed such a thing.”

"In broad daylight, someone actually set off fireworks in the square. It was quite a commotion, and it must have cost a lot of money!"

"Don't you think that's strange?"

"It is indeed very strange." Qin Lang nodded in agreement.

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the fireworks display that the driver's friend mentioned. It seems that the fireworks display is indeed real.

"Yes," the old lady nodded, and couldn't help but sigh, "Fireworks displays are definitely better at night."

"It's a real shame to set off fireworks during the day, especially when there aren't many people around."

"So I even went to the people who set off the fireworks and tried to persuade them."

"You saw the person who set off the fireworks?" Qin Lang's eyes lit up, his expression becoming even more delighted. "What did they look like?"

"What does he look like..." The old woman pondered for a moment, then said with certainty, "He's a man!"

Qin Lang: “…”

It was said, but it also seems like it wasn't said at all.

"Never mind." Qin Lang gave up asking the old lady for details about her appearance and turned his attention to their conversation.

How did you persuade the other party?

"I told him that the fireworks are better at night." The old lady paused, her expression suddenly turning angry.

He said I was meddling and told me to get lost!

"Young people these days have no respect for the elderly at all. How can they talk to old people like that!" the old lady complained, then glanced at Qin Lang and said, "I wasn't talking about you. You're not bad."

Qin Lang: “…”

“Grandma, please continue with your story,” Zhao Qian couldn’t help but interject. “The other party spoke rudely to you, and then what?”

"Then..." the old lady thought for a moment, "then a middle-aged man came, who looked like the boss of that kid who set off fireworks."

"He's a reasonable person. After scolding the boy, he smiled and apologized to me." The old lady paused for a moment. "He also explained why we set off fireworks during the day."

"They said it was ordered by higher-ups to be set off at this time, to warm up for some kind of exhibition match in two days." The old lady said, then suddenly remembered something, "Speaking of which, it seems to be today?"

"An exhibition match..." Qin Lang frowned slightly.

"That's probably what they're talking about." Cao Dongdong took out a flyer and handed it to Qin Lang. It clearly read "String Music Cooking Performance Competition," and the date listed was today.

(End of this chapter)