No.376 A spoon emperor
"These guys are really going to make trouble." After Jiang Zhiyuan put down the phone, he opened the notebook at the bedside, carefully saw the deeds of the dog rescuer from beginning to end, and then nodded: "These guys are really weird." β
However, Jiang Zhiyuan supported this fishing plan with both hands, and this method was the most trouble-saving and time-saving. The person who can come up with such a bad trick is definitely not a good bird, and it can be seen from this...... Wang Jian's group of people is actually not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Since it is not a fuel-efficient lamp, it is easy to do with one qiΔ, just like Jiang Zhiyuan said to Jiang Caidie, pig-like teammates are the biggest obstacle to defeating the enemy.
So Jiang Zhiyuan, who has always been vigorous and resolute, didn't even sleep after making a decision, endured the headache and dizziness caused by the sequelae of the virus, and began to make a plan to check dog meat in the city.
While preparing to go fishing, Shanova, who was far away in Honolulu, walked into a Chinese restaurant and was alone.
Her Hyakki's night walk was all left outside to block the intersection, and no one was allowed to enter the restaurant.
The owner of the restaurant, a short and stocky middle-aged Chinese man, first looked at the group of soldiers blocking the intersection outside his eyes, and asked in surprise, "Miss...... You are. β
"Charter." Shanova threw out $10,000 from her usual bag and threw it on the table: "Signature dish." β
The boss was flattered at the time, holding the money and a little bit of it, and then rushed to the back kitchen and greeted him with a self-Cantonese accent: "Ah dog, come here, come to the big fish." β
A rather young boy in the back kitchen answered loudly, and then the pots and pans rang into a loud voice. Shanova stood up and looked back and forth in the small shop. I found that there were many photos of celebrities hanging on the wall, and there were actually Bruce Lee and Schwarzenegger who had eaten here as a souvenir.
"Boss." After looking around, Shanova stretched out her hand to greet the boss: "Is your business good?" β
The boss was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes and nodded violently: "It's okay, it's okay." β
"I like this place, how much does it cost?"
The chubby boss was silent for a moment, smiled, and said with a naΓ―ve face: "Not for sale." β
Shanova's eyes widened: "Not for sale?" β
"yes, not for sale." The boss sat at the table: "This shop is a time-honored store, and my grandfather and great-grandfather have been mine all the way." Wherever the Chinese people go, they will never forget their ancestors, how can there be any Chinese people who sell their ancestors? β
"Really?" Shanova suddenly spoke Chinese, and the standard Cheng dΓΉ even surpassed this boss: "Then I must buy it?" β
"I can authorize you to open a branch." The boss's attitude was very resolute: "But this shop can't be sold." β
"Five million."
"Ten million."
Shanova stared at the boss's eyes, constantly stretching out her fingers, her expression with a mockery and sarcasm, and the corners of her mouth were smiling. The meaning speaks for itself.
"Fifty million."
"100 million dollars."
The boss laughed: "Deal." β
Shanova smiled, too, but the smile grew more and more sarcastic. But just as she was about to write the check, the boss shouted to the back kitchen: "Dog, come and tear down the plaque and move the god seat." We're moving to expand the scale."
This howl, Shanova reacted at that time, this guy is playing tricks, - ...... This took her 100 million, moved to another place and continued to open, this game of white horses and non-horses is really sleek.
"You dare to fool me?"
"No, miss." The boss stretched out his hand: "Pay the money with one hand, and give the store with the other." But if you want to come, you have to wait a week, and I have to sort things out, and I won't give you these ancestral things. β
Shanova slowly pulled out a pistol and put it on his head: "Your little cleverness is good. β
The boss shrunk his neck, pulled away the gun with his hand, and said indifferently: "We are from China, we like to play a little Jiujiu, but our ancestors can't touch it." "I welcome you to come for tea, and you can make friends. But if you want to humiliate me, then I don't welcome you. β
Without saying a word, Shanova picked up the pistol and smashed it into the boss's head, but she didn't expect her to be caught by the boss this time: "Dog come out, someone is causing trouble." β
At this time, a cynical voice floated from the back kitchen: "I said, Daddy." Wouldn't you just be able to solve it yourself, I'm still working? β
Shanova frowned, raised her leg and pushed her knee towards the boss's waist, but the boss's unhurried side of the body unloaded Shanova's strength.
"I can't see that you're a master too." Shanova did a backflip that left a little distance: "Do you know what I'm here for?" β
"Of course." The boss turned his head and glanced at Ah Gou: "The thirty or so people yesterday are also your people." β
"It seems that you are not stupid."
"Of course, we Chinese are the smartest." The boss stiffened his chest: "You stupid foreigners, you are weak." β
"Dad...... What are you doing, you're racist. β
When Shanova heard this, her face turned gray. I've played racism all my life, but I didn't expect it...... In this place, she was racially discriminated against by a cook, which made her, who claimed to be even a darling, angry at the time and clapped her hands. Then, the so-called Hundred Ghosts Night Walk outside came in in a hurry.
"Oh, you bullies." Ah Gou pointed at Shanova with a spoon: "I called the police." β
"Report it." Shanova pointed at them: "To live." β
The boss snatched the spoon from his son's hand: "Go get another one yourself!" I haven't moved in a long time since I've been an old man. β
Two people, two spoons. Flashing left and right in the crowd, like stir-frying, but like vegetables in a frying pot. Slippery hands, flying up and down. The cooperation between father and son is almost seamless, leaving almost no chance for the enemy to move, in this small space, the hundred ghosts nocturnal is obviously unable to exert the maximum power, and because Shanova gave the order to die, so they can't kill either. I could only watch the two big spoons intertwined like two big knives.
And Shanova sat on the bar next to her, making herself tea, watching the struggle between the two fathers and sons with a playful face, as if it had nothing to do with herself.
Time passes minute by minute, and the human body is always limited. Soon, because of his age, the boss's movements slowly slowed down, and he was hit from time to time.
His son's face was also bleeding from protecting him, and both of them were out of breath and panting.
"My teacher is also Chinese, so I'll give you one last chance. Give me something. Shanova smiled: "100 million dollars, I will pay." β
"Dreaming!"
Do you know how sad I am, when this chapter was almost 2,000 words written, wand suddenly automatically jumped out and said that there was not enough memory to force it to close...... I'm dying. Fortunately, I left a thousand words for me..., a tragedy in the world! It was originally 9,000 words, but now it can only be 8,000, and I have to work tomorrow, so I have to sleep today...... (To be continued.)