Chapter 453: Dying Struggle
In the seemingly casual conversation, Zhang Longchu learned little by little from the mouth of the tour guide the information he needed, and when the scissors boat sailed into the largest and most prosperous city center dock in the Mekong Delta, he finally closed his mouth with satisfaction. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Large cities in Southeast Asia always have an obvious regional atmosphere, and because there is no distinction between old and new urban areas, this atmosphere is even more obvious, among the blocks, among the hundred-story skyscrapers, dotted with pieces of traditional Vietnamese houses, bamboo buildings;
On the trail next to the river of cars running on the road, the strange sight of red men and green women in straight suits and old men wearing hats and peasant-like looks like men walking together abounds here.
"Sir, Miss, welcome to my hometown, the brightest pearl on the banks of the Mekong, Meituo." After arriving at the destination, the tour guide paid the boat fare first, jumped onto the river bank with an arrow step, and bowed to the two guests with a straight face and pride.
Seeing his pretentious appearance, Zhang Longchu shrugged his shoulders and responded, "Guide Ruan, I can see that this is a beautiful and vibrant city where ancient and fashionable coexist. He hugged Jin Xiuzhen softly, and flew to the tour guide's side like a piece of paper.
An adult woman with a height of more than 170 cm, no matter how slender she is, weighs at least about 50 kilograms, and can easily jump out of a distance of 6 or 7 meters on a wooden boat that is not easy to exert force on a wooden boat with her hands.
When the well-informed tour guide saw this scene, his face changed slightly, and he said in surprise: "Mr. Zhang, I didn't expect you to be an extraordinary person. ”
Zhang Long Chu smiled slightly, did not speak, but took out his wallet from his pocket, took out two large Vietnamese dong exchanged at the airport bank ATM, and flicked his finger at the female boatman who had just served him not far away, and the banknote slowly floated in front of her as if it was held by an invisible hand, and rolled into her pocket.
At the same time, the 100,000 VND bill, which the tour guide had paid, floated out of the boatwoman's trouser pocket, went ashore with the wind, and fell into the hands of the stunned original owner.
"According to the standards of the earth, I am a transcendent of level 17 of biological energy," at this time, Zhang Longchu replied Shi Ran: "Because I have evolved to the golden life level, although the ability attribute is strengthened by the flesh system, I am still lucky to have mastered some kind of invisible moment that can be released. ”
Although in the confrontation with a powerful enemy like the Red Cloud Invaders that can threaten the safety of the entire multiverse, a golden life or an extraordinary person who has mastered the ability of rank 4 or higher according to the standards of the main plane of high civilization is only an insignificant armed unit.
But in fact, from the perspective of ordinary people, such a strong man already has the strength to compete head-on with a reinforced armored regiment with an average equipment level on the earth, and in ancient times, when the people's wisdom was not opened, it was enough to be worshiped by the general public as a god.
Therefore, after listening to Zhang Longchu's words, when he was young, he had seen with his own eyes the powerful transcendent as a temporary plane explorer, and what an 'inhuman' tour guide he was, his body stiffened, and the expression on his face instantly changed from flattering to flattering the high roller to fear and respect from the heart, and he no longer dared to look at the faces of the guests, and lowered his head humbly.
Zhang Longchu chose to show his strength at the right time, the purpose was to avoid some possible troubles.
After all, ordinary tourists, and the rich who can spend more than 100 million Chinese coins on rice alone every year, in Southeast Asia, a land with its own unique social order, the value is completely different.
The latter is very likely to become a hostage kidnapped by bandits after collusion between inside and outside, so seeing the subtle changes in the tour guide's demeanor and demeanor, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
After that, he commanded reassuringly: "Let's go, Guide Ruan, didn't you suggest going to the rice market just now, let's go now." ”
"Yes, sir." Hearing this, the tour guide, who was born and raised in a warlord-ridden region like Southeast Asia, and who has a much deeper understanding of things like 'power' than the people of developed countries, subconsciously changed his name, bowed to Zhang Longchu and replied, and hurriedly ran towards the rickshaws and taxis that were messily surrounding the dock.
Looking at his slightly stumbling steps, Zhang Longchu said softly: "It seems that our tour guide has a very clear understanding of the transcendent of the golden rank, and he hasn't gotten rid of the shock yet, in this case, he shouldn't have the courage to do anything next." ”
"Haisheng, fortunately, you came along," Jin Xiuzhen, who was standing beside him, said with a gloomy face when she heard this, and said with a rather uneasy look: "Who would have thought that in such a famous travel website, Vietnam, which received the official comment that 'security in some areas needs to be strengthened, but on the whole, it is a traveler-friendly country', the reality is like this." ”
"Actually, there's not much chaos here, Miss Kim," Zhang Longchu shrugged his shoulders and commented matter-of-factly in response to his girlfriend's dissatisfaction: "It's just that as an urbanite from a South Korean chaebol family, you are not used to the custom of Southeast Asia that shows violence and is not too concealed in the open."
In fact, gangsters in the garbage communities of Los Angeles and New York;
the well-dressed mafia in Europa's famous cities;
The scum in Seoul, who are actually loan sharks in the name of financial companies, are much more vicious and terrifying than the young gun-wielding teenagers you just saw on the river, except that they are better at concealment. ”
While he was talking, the tour guide had already hired a car, ran back to the two guests, and said to Zhang Longchu: "Zabangmi City is not far from the wharf, and you seem to like to experience the customs of different places, so I hired a rickshaw." ”
Zhang Longchu, who became the leader of the state at the age of 20 and had already naturally mastered all kinds of imperial techniques, smiled and nodded, and drew a big cake in a gentle tone, "Very good, Guide Ruan, maintain such a standard of service, and when we leave, you will definitely have unexpected surprises." The moved tour guide's face flushed, and he thanked him again and again.
After that, he got into a rickshaw with Kim so-jin, and left the dock area of Meituo City accompanied by a tour guide.
Jin Xiuzhen has never sat in this kind of carriage similar to a shrunken open-air carriage, but a half-section canvas canopy is installed on the top of her head, and the horses pulling the cart are replaced by rickshaws for porters.
Although it feels very backward, it is surprisingly fast to walk, and it is as comfortable as a massage, and you can walk like an open-top car, while enjoying the street view, but without basking in the sun, it is really a very characteristic means of transportation. ”
"This rickshaw was invented in China and was first used as a means of military transport." Zhang Longchu, who has been very interested in the culture of his mother country since he was a child and has studied it in depth, smiled and said: "It is said that there were also in Korea in the old days, but after some improvements, the coachman replaced running with a bicycle..."
By the time he finished his rambling explanation, the rickshaw had stopped in front of a two-story medieval building with an exaggerated footprint.
and Zhang Longchu jumped out of the rickshaw one after another, under the bright sunshine, Jin Xiuzhen looked at the crowd of people coming in and out not far away, and couldn't help blurting out: "Is this Zabang Rice Market, it looks like there are a lot of people, I thought that when the price of rice rose sharply, it would be very depressed." ”
"Miss Jin," the tour guide on the side explained in a panting whisper, "Although there are many people here, most of them are looking for cheap grain brokers, and the more times like this, the more difficult it is to make a living." He guided the two guests towards the market.
As the flow of people entered the market, the environment that became 10 times more noisy and noisy than the outdoors almost deafened Jin Xiuzhen's ears, making her eyes unconsciously fix not far away around a trader in a red vest, shouting and shouting quotations, and stopped in surprise.
"Miss Jin, the bulk grain trade in the rice market is very simple and clear," the tour guide took the opportunity to explain: "Do you see the numbers written in chalk at the feet of those traders in red vests, that is, the tons sold."
There is a sample of rice in the sack next to it, and you only need to go up to the second floor and pay a deposit first, and you will be eligible to trade, and come and shout..."
This simple trading method that does not rely on any modern electrical tools in addition to electric lights made Jin Xiuzhen, who came back to her senses, feel very surprised, but Zhang Longchu had already seen this primitive auction method in Central Borneo, and saw that his girlfriend was a little at a loss for a while, so he helped her go up to the second floor together and completed all the preliminary preparations for the transaction.
After the two returned to the first floor of the rice market accompanied by the tour guide, Kim so-jin had regained her usual calm and began to choose suitable rice with the eye of her professional chef.
Unfortunately, because price and quality are always difficult to achieve, she has not been able to find a satisfactory source of goods for a long time, and finally spent several hours from two or three o'clock in the afternoon until the evening, and then had to buy enough rice for all the stores of 'Shang Restaurant' for three months.
After completing the plan, it stands to reason that Kim so-jin can finally breathe a sigh of relief, but there is no joy on her face, looking at her boyfriend and frowning and whispering: "4,000 tons of rice of acceptable quality, the average price is more than 1,300 won per kilogram, plus transportation costs and tariffs, the cost of shipping to South Korea is at least 2,000."
I feel like I'm dying right now. As she spoke, a group of men in grass-green military uniforms and armed with rifles lined up into the rice market.