446 Legacy

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"Can't Mr. Zeng be flexible?" Maupassant hesitated for a moment and said to Zeng Gong.

The world's gem deposits basically have their own owners, monopolized by large companies and large conglomerates, jewelers seem to be beautiful, but they have to rely on people's breath, especially Maupassant, as the chief designer of Chaumet and the Olympics, knows the situation of top jewelry and gemstone resources, and there is a certain gap in Chaumet and various grades of Olympic gemstones.

"Gem resources are non-renewable resources, and my Qinglian Ranch is going to be passed on, can I wait for the gem resources to be depleted before I can clean up the environment?" Zeng Gong asked rhetorically.

Maupassant was silent, now the world is vigorously governing the environment, especially developed countries are more severe, high-quality life is now the goal pursued by Western society, it is estimated that the situation of environmental pollution in Qinglian Ranch does not need Zeng Gong himself, even the surrounding neighbors will protest, and even find the environmental protection department to report the case

"Mr. Maupassant, I see how this is, after the gambling king conference is over, let's go to Qinglian Ranch to have a look, I think there will be a solution." Zeng Gong saw that Maupassant's interest was not very high, so he compromised and said.

Maupassant nodded silently, he also knew that he was a little anxious, and he didn't know the specific situation and thought about active development, which was very dangerous, if it was a poor mining area, then he would cry by himself.

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After dinner, Zeng Gong and Maupassant parted ways and came to Atlantic City, if you don't enjoy the scenery here, it is a regrettable thing, out of the Taj Mahal Casino, Zeng Gong strolled on the coastal dock, Ambilight, brilliant lights, bright light sprinkled all over the sea on both sides, the dark blue sea burst out with a very charming color, which can not be appreciated in the Qinglian Ranch.

The lights here completely block the brilliance of the stars and moon, with the blowing of the sea breeze, the waves are phosphorus, the fine brilliance is as varied as the aurora in the night sky of the Arctic, the brilliance is endless, the salty taste gives Zeng Gong a different feeling, although it is already the first o'clock in the evening, but the Atlantic City is becoming more and more lively, people of all colors shuttle back and forth, mixed with all kinds of hawkers from all over the world, understandable, incomprehensible language into the ears, accidentally will hear the Chinese selling, which makes people feel more cordial.

New Jersey is a state where Chinese gather in the United States, where you can see many familiar faces, food naturally settled here with the arrival of the Chinese, sugar fried chestnuts, steamed dumplings, sugar fire, Zeng Gong even saw the more cordial fire donkey meat, you know that most Americans do not eat donkey meat, but also know that the Chinese who are born with a pioneering spirit in food dare to try, did not expect to see the food of their hometown in Atlantic City today.

"Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat in the ground" This is not a joke, but unfortunately because the consumption of donkey meat is too large, it is difficult to see the authentic donkey meat burned, the donkey is gone, and you can only eat horse meat, fortunately, most people can't eat good or bad, and everyone is tacit, but I don't know if the donkey meat here is authentic.

"Master, how do you sell donkey meat. Zeng Gong just heard that the boss was selling in his hometown, so he was full of hometown dialect as soon as he came up.

"Hey, young man, are you also from Pingcheng?" The boss heard Zeng Gong's greeting, his eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly, this is really a foreign country, as long as it is not a creditor, it will make people feel intimate out of thin air, this is the case in foreign provinces in China, let alone other countries outside the end of the world.

"I came here in the first year (last year) and opened a ranch in Montana, uncle (read shou) how did you buy donkey meat here and burn it, the Yankees don't recognize it. Zeng Gong responded enthusiastically, reached out and took the donkey meat handed over by the middle-aged uncle, and ate it in a big gulp.

"Authentic. Zeng Gong couldn't help but stretch out his thumb, he didn't expect to eat authentic donkey meat in a foreign country, and he couldn't help but get excited.

"Hehe, the gentlemen of Pingcheng, don't have those empty heads." The middle-aged uncle waved his hand and said heroically.

Zeng Gong thought humbly, if everyone does not rectify these imaginary, then Pingcheng and the surrounding donkey meat burning business is estimated to be out of business, now Pingcheng near a radius of hundreds of miles can hardly see the donkey this kind of creature, that is, there are fewer mules, most of the horses are used as donkey meat, now Pingcheng is all virtual, it is estimated that this does not know how many years have not returned to Pingcheng.

"What, don't you believe it, gentlemen?" Looking at Zeng Gong's expression, the middle-aged uncle became angry all of a sudden, which can question his character but can't question the character of Pingcheng people.

"Uncle, it's not that I don't believe you, your donkey meat is very authentic, I won't tell you, this is the first time I've eaten authentic donkey meat from my hometown. Zeng Gong looked at the middle-aged uncle with a weak heart, and said cautiously.

"What's going on? Pingcheng didn't have donkey meat burned? This can't be. The middle-aged uncle raised his eyebrows and glared at Zeng Gong, if he didn't say one, two, three, he would have a posture of turning his face and not recognizing people.

"It's not that there is no donkey meat burned, but it sells very well, almost all small restaurants have it, but it is because it is too hot, and now the farming is machinery, no one raises donkeys, we basically can't see donkeys within a radius of hundreds of miles in Pingcheng, and now it's all horse meat, anyway, I have never eaten horse meat when I grow so big." Zeng Gong shook his head and explained slowly.

"No donkey?" The middle-aged uncle suddenly choked up, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thirty years, just because we are poor, I followed people to the United States, no culture, racial discrimination, basically a good job without a Chinese share, I brushed a plate, disposed of garbage, and finally praised some savings in the United States to get married, have a house, now that I am older, I just set up a stall here to sell snacks in our hometown, but I didn't expect our hometown to have no authentic donkey meat to burn, this is my only thought." ”

Seeing the middle-aged uncle's depressed appearance, Zeng Gong didn't know what to say, with the passage of time, people are constantly changing, the environment is constantly changing, nothing is immutable, take the donkey meat fire in his hometown as an example, from donkey meat to horse meat, this is also a kind of helplessness inherent in life.

"Hehe, gentlemen, when you get older, it's easy to think about the past, which makes you laugh. The middle-aged uncle steadied his feelings and said with some sadness.

"Who knows that my hometown will feel uncomfortable like that, because of this, uncle, you have to stick to this stall, which can be regarded as a kind of inheritance. Zeng Gong said solemnly.

"Legacy?" (To be continued.) )