Chapter Ninety-Four: Talent (2)
Xiucai actually showed a shy smile on his face, and then stretched out a hand and said, "Hello, eldest prince." β
"Uh......" Yang Kang was a little confused about this title, but he still reached out and shook it with him, and said, "Hello, I heard the fat man talk about you." β
"Xiucai's name is Feng Cai!" Guo Fatzi explained, "We all call him Xiucai, and you can also call him Xiucai." β
"Good!" Yang Kang nodded, and recited Xiucai's name twice, this person really knows how to take a name, Feng Cai? Wealthy? Good luck!
When Xiucai dragged his suitcase and walked to the tattered van, he was obviously stunned for a moment and asked, "Fatty, I asked you to get a car, and you got such a broken car?" β
"I feel that this car is very good, in line with my fat and shabby identity." Guo Fatzi said with a smile.
"Look at your shabby appearance!" Feng Xiucai was very dissatisfied, walked around the van, and said, "Can this car still be driven?" Why is such a broken car not scrapped? β
Guo Fatzi didn't say anything, directly opened the middle door, threw Feng Xiucai's suitcase in, and then opened the door and looked at him like this.
"Why did you remove all the seats in the back, how can you still sit here?" Feng Xiucai looked at the tattered car, a hundred dissatisfied.
It was only at this time that Yang Kang thought of a problem, this van, except for the driver's seat, only had the passenger cab, and all the other seats were dismantled by the fat man, he said - he was shabby, so it was more suitable for him to tow shabby things, which could be used as trucks.
In this regard, Yang Kang naturally didn't say anything, usually Guo Fatzi drove out, and there were only the two of them, so naturally there was nothing inconvenient.
But today, there is more Feng Xiucai, which means that there must be someone squatting behind.
"Xiucai, you sit in the co-pilot's seat, I'll squat behind." Yang Kang said busily, there is not much way anyway, and it is not a big problem to squat.
"No, no, no, eldest prince, you sit in front." Feng Xiucai hurriedly said, "How can I let you squat in the back?" β
"Xiucai, orβyou come and drive, I'll crouch behind." Guo Fatzi said with a smile.
Feng Xiucai was about to nod his head in agreement, but he looked at the car again, immediately climbed directly into the car, sat on top of his suitcase, and scolded: "Noble as me, don't drive such a broken car." β
"Little prince, get in the car!" Guo Fatzi felt that he had never been so refreshed in his life, and even opened the co-pilot's door for Yang Kang.
Yang Kang looked funny, and immediately got into the car, and the fat man also climbed into the driver's seat, took the key, started the car, and wagged his head and tail.
Waiting for Guo Fatzi to drive the car out of the parking lot, Feng Xiucai poked his head out from behind, pulled the chair in the passenger cab, and said, "The eldest son-"
"Well, hello!" Yang Kang hurriedly said, "Xiucai, you can call me Ah Kang or Yang Kang, you can call me the eldest son, I always feel like I'm watching a costume drama, and it seems like I'm going to cross over." β
"Huh?" Feng Xiucai hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense, what kind of crossing?" Or, I'll call you Little Lord too? β
"Hmm!" Yang Kang nodded, he didn't have any way to get this nickname, and many people liked to call him that.
"Little prince, you see-you're all princes, shall we buy another car?" Feng Xiucai looked at him with a flattering expression and said, "Look, this broken car is not worthy of your identity as a prince." β
At the mention of this, Yang Kang couldn't help but glance at Guo Fatzi, he found that Guo Fatzi seemed to have a soft spot for shabby things, but he didn't like antiques, and he didn't know what kind of hobby he had.
He likes to wear half-new clothes, he likes to collect shabby, and he likes to break cars......
Of course, Guo Fatzi's life seems to be very happy.
"Little prince, this guy is a handicapped party, and he can't drive a car with a manual transmission." Guo Fatzi couldn't help but say while shifting gears to accelerate.
Yang Kang drooped his head, Guo Fatzi was a map cannon this time, because he was also a handicap and couldn't drive this car.
"Come on, little prince, let's total!" Feng Xiucai said, "You say, what car do you prefer?" Let's get a good-looking car, I'll pay for it, the car belongs to your name, you just need to borrow it from me, the premise is that you don't sue my master, otherwise, his old man will strip me of my skin. β
"I said Xiucai, don't forget, there is also the fat uncle." Guo Fatzi couldn't help but laugh again.
"Drive your shabby car!" Feng Xiucai scolded, then approached Yang Kang and laughed quietly, "I'm serious, little prince - it's good for us to buy a Porsche Paramela, it's not too expensive, it's worth a broken bowl in the Ming and Qing dynasties, right?" β
Yang Kang couldn't help touching the cold sweat on his head, and he admitted that the Porsche Paramela was indeed worth a broken bowl in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and it couldn't be a pretty beautiful broken bowl in the Ming and Qing dynasties.
But can it be described as such?
When Porsche encounters "underground workers", it is estimated that they will cry to death.
Yang Kang thought about it seriously, and then said, "Xiucai, shall we buy a Cayenne?" Big, big enough. β
"Cayenne is not bad, but-" Feng Xiucai whispered, "If we buy Cayenne, I guess, we won't have a chance to touch the steering wheel, you just look at that fat man is suitable for Cayenne." β
Yang Kang came back to his senses, Porsche Paramela is relatively low, for Guo Fatzi, driving such a car is definitely not as comfortable as driving a Cayenne.
"Holy!" Guo Fatzi couldn't help but scold, "The surname is Feng, Lao Tzu remembers you." β
"Little Wangye, let's go to the Porsche 4S store in the afternoon?" Feng Xiucai ignored Guo Fatzi and said.
"Where's your broken bowl?" Guo Fatzi yelled loudly, "You didn't break the bowl, what kind of car are you looking at?" β
At the mention of this, Feng Xiucai sighed and said: "Fatty, I am not as happy as you, my master is too shrewd, I want to make a little something, I can't make pocket money, why am I so unlucky." β
"You can find a dirt bun and dig it!" Guo Fatzi said angrily.
"If I don't have any money, that's all I can do." Feng Xiucai sighed, felt in his pocket for a while, found a bead, and said, "Little prince, when we meet for the first time, I don't have anything good to give you, so I will send a red bead. β
Out of curiosity, Yang Kang reached out and took the red bead in his hand, as soon as the bead was in his hand, the aura spread, obviously seeing that this bead was not ordinary.
The beads are as thick as his index finger, not small, but they are not like pearls, they are flame red, they have been played with, and the pulp is heavy, and the color is very similar to the beautiful coral red glaze gold entwined branch lotus plum bottle that Guo Fatzi gave him.
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