To be honest, it was not the first time that Nephilian had come into contact with China in this era, to be honest...... Every time he will have a shocking feeling, seeing everything in front of him, if these people's skin is dyed black, it is definitely a poor and backward small country in Africa.

Although cities such as Shanghai, Qingdao, and Harbin still have traces of modern cities, most of them have little to do with China itself, they are all made by foreign adults, and the real face can be vividly displayed in such a small place.

Low adobe houses, animal-based production and people with yellow and thin faces, this still looks like a normal country.

"I once read in a book that it was once the center of the world."

Nephilian stood at the entrance of the small county town, looked at the dusty city wall, and muttered for a moment with his hands behind his back: "The old monkey once said that the so-called world center is not as good as everyone thinks, but the tall one among the short people, the whole world was very bad at that time, so it seems that this is very good, but after so many years, there is not much change here, do you still think this is the center of the world?" ”

"But...... I don't remember saying that in the book. ”

"I've been through many worlds, and I've lived through many eras. The real reality is that the average life expectancy is less than 40 years old. In the late Qing Dynasty, the per capita annual grain holdings were less than 700 kilograms, do you know what this concept is? Aside from the necessities and daily expenses of grain merchants, taxes, salt, etc., these grains are converted into less than 150 kilograms of rations, and the rations of the people at the bottom are only more than 10 kilograms a month, and they do not have enough to eat at all. ”

Nefitian seems to recall the days at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and can't help but feel a little sentimental: "If you encounter a disaster year, such as locust plagues, floods, droughts, etc., it is likely that there will be no harvest. ”

"How much?"

"Seventy-two kilograms, one year." Nephilian frowned: "Converted to only six kilograms per month, converted to only 0.2 kilograms per person per day, that is, four taels." Nephilian smiled: "Four taels, it's just a hamburger, and there is no meat yet." ”

"Oh my God......" Isha's eyes widened, "I can't think of it." ”

"Of course, you can't think of it." Nephilian looked at the dilapidated city towers: "And even if it is a bumper harvest, tens of thousands of people will die of hunger every year, even the most ferocious Tang Dynasty, in fact, it is like that." Did you know that here, there are two idioms dedicated to hunger? “

"I don't know."

"Hungry for thousands of miles, easy to eat."

As he walked towards the town, Nephilian narrated to Isha that he may not have remembered all the data clearly in his heart like the monkey master, but in the end, he is a person who has experienced countless eras, and he is no longer the gangster he was back then, and his temperament has also been revealed.

After entering the town, Nephilim was not in a hurry to find his colleagues in the East, he took Isha around the town, their clothes were tweed coats, the coats were high-end ready-to-wear, and the leather boots on their feet were also shiny, which was in stark contrast to the gray environment around them, and even ten thousand times brighter than the two devils who had stayed in the town and returned from the ocean.

And Isha was so bright and beautiful that the yellow-faced women who had withered and had become clumsy from long hours of labor were so beautiful, and as for Nephiten, the women of the town swore that they had never seen such a good-looking and temperamental man, tall, good-looking, and very palatable.

So the moment these two people appeared, they immediately became the focus of the whole town, and they followed closely with burning eyes wherever they went, which made Isha who was used to walking in the shadows very unaccustomed, she followed Nephilim's side closely, suppressed her urge to kill, and walked on the path of yellow mud with her head bowed wrapped in her coat.

"You know, in the next 100 years, your United States will be the world hegemon." Nephilian patted the earthen wall of yellow mud: "Aren't you looking forward to it?" ”

"I'm a gypsy and I don't have a home." Isha pouted, "And what about here?" Your hometown. ”

"Second only to the United States."

Isha was stunned for a moment, then silently compared the American countryside with the current devastated place, scratching her head inexplicably: "Although I can't see the future, it's too scary." That is, in a hundred years, it will be like Europe? ”

"Maybe it's a little better than Europe, and it's less than a hundred years, eighty or ninety years." Nephiliten lit a cigarette and took a deep breath: "It's a miracle." ”

"Yes, it's a miracle, I really want to go to the future to see what you say."

When Isha said this, he looked at Nephilim with burning eyes, although he didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning in his eyes was too obvious, which was probably a disguised statement.

However, Nephilim didn't say anything directly, just smiled slightly, and said without a head or tail: "Try to survive." ”

After a turn around the small county, Isha found that there is really no way to compare this place with the United States, even if the United States is now experiencing the Great Depression, but it is still much better than these people, not only is there a lack of materials here but the whole environment seems lifeless, the kind of very traditional sunset rest is particularly prominent in this place, there is no nightlife and no entertainment place for me, and even Isha suspects that most of the people here have never walked out of the city gate just now in their lives. It made it hard for her to believe what Nephilten had just said, and it was really impossible for her to see a place like Europe in less than a hundred years.

"Excuse me, is the owner of this pharmacy here?"

Nephilim walked into a pharmacy and said a word to the young man who was pounding medicine inside, and the young man looked up at such a tall and burly man, obviously stunned, and then he nodded silently, quickly turned around and ran to the back.

After a while, a very rich middle-aged man walked out, he was wearing a short coat and cloth shoes on his feet, he was not tall but gave people a very solid feeling, his eyes were not big but his eyes were very sharp, he glanced at Nephilim after he walked over, and then looked at Isha behind him before he slowly spoke: "Are you two taking medicine or seeing a doctor?" ”

"This is Miss Isha from the United States, I am his translator, we don't see a doctor or take medicine, we look for someone."

"Looking for someone?" The boss raised his eyelids, and it was actually a London accent: "Who are you looking for in this place?" ”

Isha was also blindsided: "Do you speak English?" ”

"Of course, I graduated from Cambridge." The owner of the pharmacy lowered his head and wrote down the account with Mao, if it weren't for his London accent, no one would have seen that he was actually a turtle from a famous school: "And why did you come to me to find someone?" ”

"Because Miss Isha is your counterpart in the United States." Nephilim pursed her lips and smiled, then stepped out of the way, "She'll prove it to you." ”

Saying that, Isha stepped forward, glanced back at Nephiten, gently lifted her sleeves, and there was a mark of the Dance of the Blades on her wrist, and the shopkeeper also opened his wrist after looking at it for a while, and there was also a mark on it, although the style was similar, but the style was different, but through this it was certain that this was indeed a peer.

"Puppy, take a look at the shop."

"Got it, shopkeeper."

The young man just now walked in from behind and took over as the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper just glanced at Isha and turned around and walked back: "Follow me." ”

The two followed him to the backyard, here is a typical southern architectural style, there is a clear difference from the northern courtyard, the group is relatively dense, the courtyard is relatively small, the slope of the roof is steep, the wing angle is high, there is a patio in the middle of the yard, there is a well below the patio, there is a corridor outside the house, the lighting is relatively poor, but it will be cooler in the hot summer, the window lattice, the porch of the house have a lot of fine carvings, it looks quite antique.

"Tea."

Walking into the hall, Nephilim and Isha sat on chairs, while the shopkeeper sat on the main seat and instructed the men in the back hall to pour tea and pastries for the two, and the details were very particular.

"Since it's a peer, then we won't talk much nonsense, it's not peaceful here these days, there are chaos and demons, so if you really want to find someone, there is not much hope." The shopkeeper took a sip of tea: "But if you don't mind, I can arrange for you to stay here temporarily, and wait for a few days, when the people from Tangkou come back from Shanghai, they will ask them." ”

Fluent English, coupled with this antique style, made Nephilim feel indescribably awkward, and as a translator, he had no chance to speak at all on this occasion, so he could only let Isha communicate with the shopkeeper himself.

Isha is also direct, she handed over her brother's information and materials to this boss, and her attitude is polite, and she does not bring her pride as a princess of blades, but this is also understandable, after all, being in Rome is to act like a Roman, this is not in the United States, she is not a defector but a guest is a very important prerequisite for following the customs.

"I'll take this matter, and I'll be wronged by the two of you to live in the town for the time being, and I'll give the two of you a good idea, but I don't know if I want a room or?" The shopkeeper smiled ambiguously: "I'm afraid this gentleman is not as simple as a translator." ”

"Oh?" Nephilian was stunned: "How do you see this?" ”

"I've never seen an employee stand in front of a boss and then he introduces the boss." The shopkeeper's smile was very sly: "And with such a bearing as Your Excellency, if I really translated, I would have lived for more than forty years in vain." ”

"You can rent a small yard for us, and I will give you how much it is."

"Hahahaha, I've been in a foreign country for a long time, right, and my way of thinking has become like theirs, and it was the same when I first came back." The shopkeeper stood up and patted the non-existent dust on his body: "There are friends from afar, if you are asked to pay this money, there will be no place for my face." Isn't that what a good face is all about? Okay, you two take a little rest, I'll go and tell someone to find a house, and in a blink of an eye it's night, and I'll do my best to be a landlord. ”

Nephilim and Isha were arranged to rest in the wing room for a while, and the shopkeeper went out to help them, while Isha showed a puzzled expression: "Why is he so enthusiastic about us?" ”

Nephilia, who was playing a game, raised his head and glanced at her, and then silently lowered his head: "Cultural differences, Chinese are probably the best people in the world, if you insist on calculating so clearly, friends are gone." In addition to when doing business, people who are too budget-conscious usually have a very bad reputation in the traditional view. It's a regional feature, so it's good if you get used to it. ”

"Hmm." Isha nodded: "It's a little unaccustomed." ”

"But I heard him say just now that it's not peaceful here, and it is estimated that the situation is similar to that over there, so when the time comes, you can help if you can see the situation." Nephilim looked up at Isha: "What about the Blade Princess, S-class agent, the strongest Blade Dancer, these little fights are not just like playing with you." ”

"You sarcastically mock me......"

"How can there be! No, I said, what's wrong with you women? Why don't you think about people for the better? Nephilim laughed and said, "What did I say wrong?" ”

"In front of you...... S-class or something, isn't it just a joke? ”

"Can it be the same? My identity is your translator. ”

"But you've been exposed, you might as well just say it's my boyfriend."

"When the time comes, people will arrange a room for us, what should you do, I can make it clear to you, I am a normal man." Nephilim pouted: "It's not like that monkey, it's a." ”

The question of the old monkey's suspected has always been a knot entangled in everyone's hearts, according to reason, how rich his resources are, all kinds of beautiful girls around him, from tender little girls to light mature winds with high body temperature to gentle and graceful single mothers, basically covering all aspects, complete variety. But that guy is always messing around with men, and it always makes people's butts cool when he thinks about it.

While they were talking, the guy knocked on the door and came in to tell them that the meal was ready and they were ready to eat.

At first, Nephilim thought it was an ordinary family banquet, but when he went over, he found that there were many people sitting in the room, men and women, and the guest seats were already vacant, and the dishes on the table could be said to be quite good, with a super sense of ceremony. Not to mention Isha, even Nephilim was a little embarrassed.

"It's too grand, I'm ashamed."

"You're welcome, since it's a peer from afar, it's not too much hospitality." The shopkeeper stood up and toasted Nephilim with a glass of wine before holding the glass up in front of Isha: "Two, have fun." ”

Nephilian laughed: "Brother, I'm afraid you really have a misunderstanding, I'm not a colleague, she is, she's a super master." ”

These words made Yisha shy, pulling the corners of Nephi's clothes, crying and laughing.

"It's okay, in order to let my brother stop misunderstanding that I'm in charge, you show everyone a hand?" Nephilim took Isha by the hand and dragged her to his side: "You should also help everyone have fun." ”

"This ...... Is it really good? Isha asked, a little nervous.