Grocery store.

"By the way, Xiaojie, I heard from Big Brother Baja Loran, you are going to Paris, France in three days, right?"

Qi Yuan asked at Wen Jie.

"Yes, brother!"

It was the first time to go to such a distant place, and Wen Jie seemed both excited and nervous.

"Xiaojie, my brother will take you to the Chatucha market in the afternoon, maybe you can use some things in France!"

Qi Yuan's mouth is the Chatucha Market, which is an old market, and it is also one of the most famous flea markets in Bangkok, selling everything cheaply.

The flea market, essentially a thrift market, originated in France at the end of the 19th century.

In 1884, in order to keep the city clean and tidy, the city government of Paris promulgated a law prohibiting the dumping of garbage along the streets.

The city of Paris also issued a decree for 30,000 poor people who made a living by picking up scraps to carry the garbage accumulated in the city to an abandoned training ground in the suburbs called Saint Quen.

Some poor people have found that some of the man-made garbage in these cities still has living value.

So, the poor people picked up useful things in the garbage heaps and sold them on the spot.

Gradually, by 1886, a permanent market was formed in the area of Saint-Ouen.

Because the old clothes sold here often have fleas on them, the Parisians have given it the name "flea market".

Nowadays, flea markets are not exclusive to France, they can be found all over the world, and wherever they sell old goods, they are generally called flea markets.

And this Chatuchak market in Bangkok, Thailand, is known as the world's largest flea market.

The Bangkok government has made good plans to attract more tourists from all over the world.

It is divided into home decoration area, furniture area, gardening area, clothing area, handicraft area, pet area and antique area, etc., which is more convenient for everyone to buy and save a lot of time and money for buyers and sellers!

When he arrived at the Chatucha Market, Qi Yuan first bought two traditional Thai popsicles.

Wen Jie ate a banana-yellow one, and Qi Yuan ate a pale green one that tasted like a Chinese sugar popsicle.

The two brothers were eating popsicles while strolling around the market, their faces full of innocence!

The two went shopping for an afternoon, and Qi Yuan used the pocket money he had saved in the past few months to buy Wen Jie a No. 10 jersey worn by Arsenal's ace player, Pogkampi!

"Brother, you are so good to me! Hee-hee! ”

"Silly boy, brother is not good to you, who is good to you! Remember, when you get to France, you must behave well! I heard Zendiner next door say that European clubs care a lot about talented young players! If you do well, you might have a chance to stay in Europe. ”

"Brother, did you say I competed against those little players in European clubs?" In Wen Jie's tone, there was obviously a lack of confidence.

"Xiaojie, don't doubt yourself! You're the only outstanding player at Alpha Football Academy, and even Coach Dean praises your football talent! You're definitely better than the little players in European clubs!! ”

Qi Yuan patted Wen Jie's shoulder and said in a tone that was more certain than anyone else.

"Brother, don't worry, when I get there, I will behave well!!"

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Three days later, Coach Dean appeared at Suvarnabhumi International Airport in Bangkok with the top 10 players of the challenge, such as Shui Yue and Wen Jie.

Before them, Truson, the principal of the Alpha Football School, had already flown to Paris, France with Dean Carlenon.

After checking in, everyone began to wait in the waiting room for boarding.

The waiting time of more than an hour did not make Wenjie feel bored.

While everyone else was dozing off and waiting, Wen Jie found an open place alone and bounced the ball, especially the skills that Uncle Curly had taught him before.

"Talent, combined with hard work, such a young player, amazing! Xiaojie will definitely become a talent in the future! ”

For Wen Jie, who trains himself, Coach Dean is very optimistic!

"Attention passengers: For this flight, please go to Counter 1 to check in now."

From the radio, there was a sweet voice reminding the passengers, and it was almost numbing to hear!

These little players, except for Shui Yue, the other 9 young players are all on a plane for the first time, and the moment they board the plane, the excitement has reached the limit, and it is difficult to express it in words.

"Passengers, welcome aboard the Air France Boeing 777, please fasten your seatbelts, the plane is about to take off."

The sound of a flight attendant reminding me came over the radio again.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The plane slowly accelerated on the runway, and with a "boom", the plane left the ground and rushed into the blue sky, like an eagle spreading its wings and soaring freely in the blue sky.

Wen Jie felt like his body was about to leave his seat and float on the plane, and the excitement was really fun.

"Wow! It's so exciting! ”

As the plane took off, the little players let out a sound of excitement.

"What a bun of unseen buns!!"

After the plane flew smoothly, Wen Jie said mockingly to a child next to them in the aisle.

If his voice is small, it doesn't matter, but his mocking voice is so loud that it's hard to hear it!

As soon as Xiaojie heard this, he knew that the child next to him was Japanese.

Old man Ou Yu is an anti-Japanese veteran, and he often tells the story of General Wenjie beating Little Japan, and he is very familiar with the language of Little Japan.

Xiaojie knew that one of them, Dosawang, had spent a few years in Japan and could understand Japanese.

"Brother Dosawang, what did that Japanese boy say? Probably not a good word! ”

Wen Jie saw the arrogant expression of the Japanese boy, and without guessing, he knew that what he said was definitely not a good thing.

Dowsawan said angrily:

"That Japanese boy actually said that we are a bun of unseen buns!"

One of them, Sugree, was in a hurry, and when he heard it, he was about to burst out:

"Dao Sawang, you tell him that he's just a fucking bun!"

"Brothers, let's all stare at the person who provoked us!"

Everyone didn't say a word, and cast contemptuous glances at the Japanese boy.

"Yaga! What are you little ones!! ”

The Japanese boy almost growled.

Through Daw Sawang's translation, Wen Jie and the others once again resolutely ridiculed each other:

"What are you doing?"

Seeing that Wen Jie and the others were outnumbered, the Japanese boy immediately wilted, but his mouth was still chattering:

"Humph! A group of dirt buns, forget it, the master doesn't remember the villain, so I won't worry about you this time! ”

"Kagawa, don't quarrel with others!"

The man who spoke, named Ichiro Kagawa, was the boy's father, and seemed to have just woken up from his slumber, with a hint of exhaustion in his eyes.