Chapter Seventy-Five: A Chance Encounter

Perhaps persuaded by the girl, and now that there is really no business, the boss thought for a while, stretched out three fingers, and said, "Then I will give you a little cheaper, three skewers of beef for a dime." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Kindness? Chen Cheng wondered if he had misheard. Earlier you said three cents for a skewer of beef, now give us a little cheaper, three skewers for a dime? This..... This..... Dude, your elementary school math isn't taught by a PE teacher, is it? No, a PE teacher wouldn't teach such a student.

However, looking at the boss's typical Mongolian round face and distinctive hairstyle and outfit, you can see that this person probably did not go to elementary school. Moreover, in this era, primary school students are not insulting, and the level of primary school graduation can be promoted to non-commissioned officers in the army.

In this era of illiteracy and low literacy rates, it is normal not to know how to count, just like this Mongolian in front of you...... That's weird! You're in business, and you always have to know the most basic calculations, right? Wouldn't it be a loss to do business like yours?

Lin Mengchu's eyes also widened, and she looked at the boss who stretched out three fingers and looked like flesh pain for a while, and then her eyes were crooked with a smile, and she said with a smile: "Then I'll have two strings." ”

"Okay." The boss didn't talk nonsense, and directly grilled the meat skewers with a lot of portions on a charcoal fire. After a while, the meat skewers began to "sizzle" the fragrance. When it was seven or eight years old, Lin Mengchu picked up the meat skewer, and took a bite without fear of being hot.

"Hmm, it tastes good, come, Ah Cheng, you can also take a bite."

"Well, the taste is indeed very authentic beef, it should be genuine beef." Chen Cheng took a bite, then took out two coins and handed them to the boss.

"Okay, let's go shopping elsewhere," Lin Mengchu said happily, "I must visit more places today!" ”

"Huh? You're leaving? Didn't you say you had to eat a lot? The boss was very surprised and said, "Why don't you eat it?" ”

"Ah, boss, although your beef is delicious, we have to taste more food every time, so goodbye."

The two of them are like ordinary teenagers and men in love, shopping, eating, and looking around. A long time ago, they had lived together like this for a long time, but at that time they were in a metropolis of millions of people, not Taiyuan, which is more of a megasite than a city.

In this environment, where construction is carried out every day, the local residents have developed the habit of speaking loudly. After nearly a year of renovation of the old city, the dust that has shrouded the whole city has burned a lot, and only the mountain outside the city has been engaged in the project of "leveling the mountain peaks and flattening the ground".

Lin Mengchu has been out to play for more than a month, and after coming back this time, he found that there have been a lot of changes from before leaving. She pulled Chen Cheng to shuttle through every part of the city, and when she was happy, suddenly an old man wearing a black robe stopped on the road.

"Howl of mud, even pot friends!" The old man howled loudly in a strange tone: "Muddy howl! ”

"Eh," Lin Mengchu turned his head to look at Chen Cheng, and saw that he still looked indifferent and calm, "Ah Cheng, what's going on?" ”

"The mud howls, the mud howls," the foreigner said loudly: "The puppets are poured together, and the reading is God's drop of clothes!" ”

"Oh, it's a missionary, probably imagining us on a mission." Chen Cheng then spoke: "You know, a few years ago, in order to keep our territory, we signed a lot of unequal treaties with the British, and this missionary right is one of them. ”

"Aren't the British Protestant? It seems that they are not very keen on spreading God's will. ”

"The British are only interested in business and are not very keen on finding the Lamb for God, while the Americans are both." Chen Cheng said: "The principle of unanimity among the great powers...... This kind of thing that does not matter to the British, they are very generous. ”

"Hmm, so this nasty foreigner is an American?" Lin Mengchu ignored the foreigner's "chirping" words, and frowned: "Just let them preach in our territory?" Or in a non-religious setting? Isn't that too indulgent for them? ”

"It's too indulgent. Therefore, we have internal rules that people who believe in the foreign devil are not allowed to hold any public office. Chen Cheng chuckled and said, "Of course, where we can't control it, this kind of regulation will have no effect." ”

"For example, this foreigner now?"

"It's better to call him a foreigner, and that's what people in this world say?" The smile on Chen Cheng's face remained unchanged, and he said: "Actually, I still admire the spirit of Americans who don't even want their lives for the sake of faith, although in the end it's all business." ”

"Hey, hey, hey, are you just watching him pull sheep on the street and not bothering about it?" Lin Mengchu's eyes widened, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Admiration is admiration, you can't become a spiritual American." ”

"Hahaha, what do you say?" Chen Cheng laughed, "How did I become a spiritual American?" I used to wish there was an American thing happening tonight every day. ”

“... Oh, God... God ......", the foreign priest was still chattering about something, and when he saw Chen Cheng suddenly laughing, he hurriedly drew a cross in front of him, and said; "These puppets drip caramel, pot friends..."

"Why are you so ignorant?" A policeman in a black uniform and a white trimmed hat came running over and said to the pastor angrily, "I told you that you can't preach people on this street, why don't you listen?" ”

The priest seemed to be very familiar with the policeman, and he was not afraid, and he was just "grunting" at him. It is to the effect that "God loves the world" and "saves the Lamb." Of course, foreigners still have some privileges in today's China, and if it was a "note" or other local sect, the police would have arrested him and returned to the police station for tea.

"Don't tell me about your god," the policeman said, pushing aside the priest, "if he's really that good, let him come down and show me!" This god you worship in your family will send people to hell at every turn, who dares to really believe it! Besides, I, Guisan, am a policeman, or the sheriff of this area, so I can't worship God! ”

Kindness? Chen Cheng felt that the name Gui San was very familiar, and after thinking about it, he turned out the information in his memory. It's just that how did Gui San become the sheriff here?