The yellow and orange scallion pancakes are hot, and you can also feel the warmth inside through the paper bag.

The snow in the sky fell on the cake and melted directly. It floated out with the fragrant scent of scallion oil, and first made people feel this unique scent of scallion.

"Come on, try it!"

Qiao Xue took a bite. The outer layer was crispy and the inner layer of soft cakes crunched in her mouth. She closed her eyes, savored the taste of the food in her mouth, and nodded constantly.

"It smells so good! Oh, hey~~! Look at what I found? There are diced bamboo shoots in this dough!"

Qiao Xue shouted excitedly, and she turned her head and saw that Tom was still holding the cake without saying a word, with a look of fear of the greasy expression inside.

"Just try it. I promise you will never suffer any losses! Just treat it as a Chinese pizza!"

Tom smiled bitterly and said, "Pizza is not fried like this. Pizza is baked... But OK! I believe you! Well... um... 'Single is tasted', right? OK..."

The guy opened his mouth and took a bite carefully.

Next, Qiao Xue didn't have to describe the smell of scallion pancakes. Just looking at his surprised expression would make her feel very happy.

Bitting the scallion pancake in his hand, Qiao Xue began to look up and down at the owner of the shop in front of him.

He looked like an old man in his fifties and sixties, with large patches of old man spots on his face. His eyebrows drooped, as if he looked bitter and revengeful.

In this winter, the old man didn't wear much clothes. Perhaps because he had been staying next to the stove, he was wearing only a small jacket and a slightly yellowed and black oil cloth apron on his body. At this moment, he put a dough into a flat oil pan, raised a pressing plate like a stamp and pressed it up hard. The whole dough immediately became a regular circle, and began to emit a golden fragrance in the bounced oil.

"Hello, sir?"

Qiao Xue spoke in English. The old man in scallion pancake raised his head and looked at Qiao Xue with a pair of confused eyes. It seemed... why didn't he understand English very well?

"Hello, (Chinese) Mr., I'm a New York policeman, I want to ask you something."

Hearing Qiao Xue speak Chinese, the old man in scallion pancake showed a smile on his face. He nodded and continued to fiddle with the dough in his hand. At the same time, he also opened his mouth slowly and said in an older voice-

"Little girl, I know English. Just don't speak too quickly."

Tom next to him breathed a sigh of relief. He was relieved that he no longer had to listen to Qiao Xue's live translation.

"Well, uncle, what's your name? How many years have you worked here?"

The old man from Scallion Bread smiled at Qiao Xue and said, "Me? My surname is Yu, my name is Zihua. I'm here in the United States... well... it should have been ten years, right? Well... or seven or eight years? I can't remember it."

As he said that, the old man skillfully turned the half-cooked scallion pancakes with a shovel and continued to fry them.

Qiao Xue nodded and continued to ask, "Mr. Yu, I want to ask you, do you know the people here (pointing to the building of the Buddhist Association)?"

Yu Zihua waved his hand and said with a smile: "Well... some of them often come to me to eat cakes, but if you want to know each other, I don't know a few of them."

Qiao Xue took out the photo, pointed at Yu Zihua, and said, "What about this person? Do you know him?"

Yu Zihua narrowed her eyes, came over and looked at the photo of Hao Hero. After looking up and down for a long time, the old man seemed to finally remember something and nodded.

"I know this person. He often comes to me to eat scallion pancakes. Hahaha. It's not me that the pancakes I'm here in the whole Chinatown can be said to be the most fragrant and delicious! They are stuffed with diced bamboo shoots! They taste crispy, right? Hahaha~~~"

Qiao Xue was not interested in listening to the old man telling her skills on his own. She continued to ask: "So, who does this person usually come with? Well... there are a few photos here. Do you know who is more in contact with him among the people here?"

Yu Zihua looked at the five diamond members who were taken out by Qiao Xue one by one, shook his head slowly, and said, "Well... I remember that he and this person were in and out (pointing to Chen Xiyang). But the other people... To be honest, I really haven't seen them much. Did he seem to have been in and out with them? It seems that they have not? Well... Hahaha, sorry, my daughter, as old as she grows, some of her memories seem to be unclear. I can't remember so much, I don't know if it's related?"

Qiao Xue sighed and put away the photos in disappointment. Seeing Qiao Xue's melancholy look, Tom next to him quickly stuffed the scallion pancake into his mouth in a few bites and asked, "So, Uncle Zihua, do you know what they are talking about? For example... topics about Buddha."

"What did you say? Speak slowly, okay?"

"It's... Buddha! Have they said it? Any topic about religion?"

"Buddha?"

Yu Zihua raised his head and looked at the snowy sky, as if he was trying hard to recall.

After a moment of silence, he nodded softly and said, "As for these things... I have heard them say. It seems like something... a living Buddha or something is coming to New York. Then, they are preparing to implement certain plans and other things..."

Living Buddha???!!!

This word exploded in Qiao Xue's head like a bomb that triggered a detonator!

Speaking of the living Buddha, there should be only this title in the world in Mongolian and Tibetan Buddhism. The current case involves the ** incident. The murdered hero Hao is a member of the ** organization. In this case, the most likely living Buddha among the two living Buddhas, Panchen Lai and Da Lai, should be Da Lai.

Andda|Lai...

The 14th Da Lai Living Buddha, who advocated **, passed away eight years ago. Now in this world, there are two 15th Da Lai Living Buddhas.

One of them is the Dalai Living Buddha, presided over by the Chinese government and selected by Tibetan Buddhism in the Tibet Autonomous Region, and is recognized by the People's Republic of China.

The other one was another one, Dalai Living Buddha, found by the Tibetan exile organization in India, where he passed away after the death of the 14th Dalai.

The Chinese government and the Tibetan government in exile disagree that the living Buddhas selected by each other are real living Buddhas. These disputes have been going on for eight years, and there are more or less many disputes and frictions here.

Although the Chinese government does not recognize the Dalai Living Buddha elected by the Tibetan government in exile, it should also be known that among other countries in the world, there are actually quite a few countries that recognize the Dalai Living Buddha in disguise and treat it with diplomatic etiquette.

As for the United States, although the former and current presidents have not recognized the identity of the 15th Dalai Living Buddha in the Exile Government of Tibet, the governor and mayor of its federal members have not received this Living Buddha in the past two or three years.

Well, I have never heard of the political opinions of the mayor of New York before... However, the Chinese government should not allow a sect leader to come out to meet civil servants in other countries. After all, China has always maintained a cautious approach on religious issues. Christian and Catholic countries like the United States will not require Buddhist leaders to intervene in and communicate doctrines, right?

So... the Living Buddha of Da Lai who came to New York this time... should be the 15th Da Lai supported by the Tibetan government in exile?

The 14th Lama has also visited the mayor of New York before. Will this visit be the same topic?

But... I care a little.

Implement some "plans" during the visit...

What "plan"?
Chapter completed!