As a modern professional officer, Guan Yun has always been very good, since he went to the military academy to receive strict military training guidance, and constantly strengthened physical training, this is not counting Guan Yun has also practiced a body of sanda kung fu, and crowned the title of the school sanda king, you must know that Lu Dao stands out in an officer with thousands of people, so Guan Yun's kung fu should be very good, and he once had a record of fighting 20 or 30 people alone, after Guan Yun went to work, really responded to the sentence "heroes are useless", his sanda kung fu has not been practiced in reality at all, but once his kung fu has been thoroughly "verified".

That time coincided with his off-duty, idle and rare to relax, Guan Yun took off the "line" that accompanied him day and night, and put on a casual clothes, it was summer, he wore a casual shirt on his upper body, and a pair of jeans on his lower body, and he first walked on the street of Jiangcheng, Guan Yun walked on the street, and his whole body was indescribably relaxed, just like a fish returning to the sea, walking alone on the street, and it was a young man, a young man in the flower season, but he was still lonely and alone. Guan Yun sighed to himself a little as he walked, sighing that he was still living a single life, is it really the legendary "besieged city"? The people outside the city wanted to go in, but the people in the city wanted to get out, Guan Yun was walking and pondering like this, and then he only heard a voice from beside him: "Hey! Lad! Feed! Lad! ”

Guan Yun was thinking, this sudden voice interrupted his thoughts, Guan Yun turned around and followed the prestige, only to see a middle-aged man standing in front of him, but saw this person with a beard and deep eyes, Guan Yun recognized this as a Persian, that is, the old Xinjiang people as the saying goes, Guan Yun walked over and asked, "Is there something?" ”

The old Xinjiang people said and beckoned Guan Yun to come to a stall, Guan Yun saw clearly that the stall was a plate of round nuts - cut cakes, Guan Yun usually doesn't like to eat sweets, so before he got closer, he was about to turn around and leave, at this time, he saw the old Xinjiang man who greeted him and pulled him away, at the same time, before Guan Yun could react, an old Xinjiang man who set up a stall took a knife and stuffed a raisin in the cut cake into Guan Yun's mouth, Guan Yun's intuitive mouth was sweet and sour, and he felt that he had eaten a raisin

As the saying goes, "Take others with short hands, eat others with short mouths!" After eating the raisins, Guan Yun asked, "What is this cake cutting about?" Sweet or salty? ”

The old Xinjiang man standing in the stall did not answer his question directly, but shouted at him uncharacteristically, speaking some nonsense language, because he was a foreigner, Guan Yun didn't know what to do at all, the old Xinjiang man kept gesturing on the cake cutting while talking, through his gestures combined with what he said to understand the language he didn't understand, Guan Yun seemed to have some understanding: he was asking how old he was.

Guan Yun looked at his portion of the cut cake, and then continued to ask, "How much is this a catty?" ”

The old Xinjiang man who greeted Guan Yun took the opportunity to point to the sign on the side, Guan Yun looked at it, but saw that the sign clearly had a big "5" written on it, Guan Yun quickly understood, and couldn't help but say that this must be 5 yuan a catty!

Five yuan is five yuan, it's not very expensive, and they also taste the specialties of their old Xinjiang, Guan Yun thought of this and compared the size with the other party, and saw that the old Xinjiang man was homeopathic, so he cut off a large piece, and then put it on the scale, and the result surprised Guan Yun, there are more than four catties, and such a piece of cut cake is so heavy? Guan Yun was a little puzzled, he walked to the scale and looked at it carefully: No, the electronic scale was clearly displayed, Guan Yun picked up the cut cake and put it in his hand to weigh it, and he also felt that the cut cake did have some weight. …,

Guan Yun got the cut cake, and he had to pay the other party, according to the five yuan a catty mentioned before, this cut cake would cost 20 yuan, Guan Yun took out 20 yuan in his pocket and was ready to pay it to the old Xinjiang man, but saw that the old Xinjiang man shook his head and told him that this was not enough, Guan Yun was a little puzzled, didn't it write 5 yuan a catty? At this time, the old Xinjiang man who greeted him called Guan Yun to the front of the sign again, and carefully pointed to him with his fingers, Guan Yun stepped forward and took a closer look, it turned out that there were two small characters written next to the big 5 characters, which turned out to be 5 yuan a tael, which means that his cut cake costs 200 yuan? Although 200 yuan is not a lot of money, it is really unacceptable to buy such a piece of cake for 200 yuan

Guan Yun said to the old Xinjiang: "I asked you just now, didn't he say 5 yuan a catty?" Why did it suddenly become five dollars and one tael? ”

At this time, the old Xinjiang man who sold the cake spoke: "You heard it wrong, it's five yuan and one tael, not one catty!" His Mandarin was a bit far-fetched, but Guan Yun could still distinguish it vaguely.

200 yuan to buy a piece of cut cake? How can this work? Guan Yun thought of this, so he left the cut cake on the stall and said, "I don't want this!" ”

"What are you talking about, lad?" The old Xinjiang man who sold the cake said as he gestured with a knife.

Guan Yun continued unhurriedly: "I don't want this, I'm sorry!" ”

"What? What are you talking about? Brat! Are you fooling me? The old Xinjiang man who sold cut cakes roared with his teeth and claws while gesturing in front of Guan Yun with a knife.

Guan Yun couldn't help but be a little indignant when he saw his posture, his youthful blood Fang Gang and the soldier's bloody nature suddenly filled his entire body, and began to burn in his body, and he was about to explode

Guan Yun was about to get angry, when the old frontier man who greeted him spoke: "Young man, this can't be retreated, this is our rule!" ”

"Your rules? What do you mean? Buying and selling freedom is a matter of course! Could it be that you still have to buy and sell? Guan Yun said angrily.

At this time, the old Xinjiang man who sold the cake cut took a knife and threatened Guan Yun: "You pay the money for this cake cutting first, otherwise you can't leave!" ”

As soon as Guan Yun heard this, he immediately became angry, there was such an injustice in broad daylight, how could a hot-blooded young man who was born as a soldier endure it again and again, Guan Yun also said sharply: "What if I don't give it?" And to leave! ”

"Boy! Where are you going? A voice came from behind.

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