The Sacred Spring: Chapter 10: A Trip to the United States (2)
I asked him, "Where did you get this?" -The big gold tooth was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and secretly pointed to the crowd at the front desk and said, "Pick it up." Hey, hey, hey, guess what, picked it up-
Picked up the blueprints of the Luoyang shovel for no reason, which is lower than the probability of picking up dollars in broad daylight, I said don't lie to me, recruit from the truth. The big gold tooth pulled me to sit in the corner: "Shopkeeper, be quiet, don't let people hear." I guess those guys are looking for drawings all over the world right now. Didn't I just go to the front to see the excitement? A few young men in black clothes and black pants squeezed to the front desk one after another, taking the lead and saying that they had to catch this flight, and that they would delay the big event if they were late. The waiter replied very well, and the little ladies said, 'No matter how urgent things are, they can't rush lives!' There is such a big fog in the sky, you don't want to die, our crew can't and don't want it, right? 'Hey, how amazing you hear that. There was a man who was so angry that he wanted to start beating someone, but he was stopped by the security guards, and two groups of people pushed and shoved, and a woman in black fell down. This drawing fell out of her briefcase. Fortunately, I had sharp eyes, and I recognized it as a good thing at a glance, and before she could notice it, I picked up the drawings. Look at it, it's all manuscripts, the only one in the world! -
Luoyang shovel making process has always been a unique secret, the old Dandan said that their ancestors have inherited their father's business for generations, oral narration, male not female. But there is a detailed chart in front of me, could it be said that the old Dan Dan is not guaranteed in the late season, and the old ancestor is sold? -
In my opinion, those men in black are not good at stubble. Take such drawings with you and go abroad. I don't have to go out to do big ticket business. Shopkeeper, should we send things back, discuss with them, and buy a share? -
I said, "You're daydreaming, if it's like you said, the first thing they did after they got the drawings was to kill you...... - as he spoke, several middle-aged men in black clothes and black pants came up menacingly, and surrounded me and the big gold tooth in the middle-
Yo, I don't know what you're doing? -The big gold tooth stuffed the drawings to me, and he arched his hands to the middle-aged man led by him and said, - This man has a good face, you see...... - The other party didn't even look at him, and said to me in a rough voice: "I lost something, I don't know if my brother saw it?" -
I didn't look like he was testing me, and I guess I had come to us by mistake, so I said to him, "I'm sorry, I've been napping just now, I'm afraid I won't be of much help—I yawned, called me again when the plane came with the big gold tooth, wrapped up in my coat and turned back to lie down on the bench and fell asleep." Within a few minutes, the footsteps were far away, and I continued to pretend to sleep with my eyes closed, and the big gold tooth leaned on my side and whispered, "Master Hu, you are absolutely gone." The grandsons didn't say a word of and turned around and left-I half-squinted my eyes and glanced at it, and found that they were holding one of them in the corner of the wall for interrogation, so I said to the big gold tooth: "The thing is not ours after all, it is hot in my arms, and we will find a chance to throw it away in a while, we just don't know about it-The big gold tooth said: "No, it's a pity to lose such a good thing, there are many people outside who want to accept it, if you think it's troublesome, I'll leave this matter to me-
I said that I had promised Shirley Yang not to do anything about Captain Jin again, and it was useless for the Luoyang shovel to come; Second, if you sell the drawings, there is no guarantee that people will not come to you in the future. It's better for us to have more than one thing, so we simply lost it, and we lost it. Listening to my analysis, although he felt sorry for the fat in his hand, he didn't dare to joke with his head. I took the opportunity to go to the toilet and threw the drawings in the trash and came back just in time for the boarding check-in. The big gold tooth wiped his tears, Xingzi said goodbye to me, took care of me, and when I got there, I must hang up the phone for him.
When I was a teenager, I always dreamed of being a glorious astronaut, but I didn't expect the first time I sat in civil aviation, this psychological gap is indeed a bit big, but the blue sky and white clouds of the motherland have a panoramic view of the rivers and mountains, it is also a kind of enjoyment, and soon I forgot the little distress in my heart. At this moment, suddenly a rough and rough man shouted behind me and asked the waiter to bring the tea. When I looked back, sure enough, it was the men in black I met in the departure hall. They were a group of six people, standing in three rows of seats, and the little girl who lost the drawings had a tiger face at the moment, looking very unhappy. I said in my heart that more things are better than less things, don't let them recognize them, and inevitably have to waste their tongues again, so I simply took the newspaper and covered my head and fell asleep.
After holding it all night, he finally arrived in the United States the next afternoon. When I got off the plane, I saw that the waiting room was full of people, and there were international friends of different skin tones shuttling around. I said in my heart that this time I went down to other people's territory, and I became a veritable foreigner. I took out the "Instructions for Chinese's Overseas Travel" that I had with me and tried to find a phone number to ask for directions, but I saw a huge banner erected in the hall with several large Chinese characters printed on it -- warmly welcoming Comrade Hu Bayi to the United States for inspection work. Under the banner, a dozen or so people were standing with their necks tilted and looking around, and two children in flowered skirts holding flowers were waiting there, and none of the passers-by stopped to look at them. I suddenly felt ashamed of myself, and I wished I could dig a hole in the ground. was wondering who would do such a boring thing, when a voice shouted: "It's him, Hu Bayi, he's here!" -As soon as I heard how this voice was so familiar, I saw a big fat man in a leather jacket already leading a large group of people to crowd me. I said, who else in the world would dare to take me as a pastime except the fat man. slapped him on the back: "Dead fat man, why did you kid arrive first?" -
The fat man laughed, and in turn gave me a punch in the shoulder: "Old Hu, your speed is too slow this time." I've been squatting here for days-
It turned out that after the fat man hung up the phone that day, he began to talk about his trip to the United States. As soon as he arrived in the United States, he first went to Chinatown to find a storefront in Yiyuanzhai, and was almost mistaken for me by the guys in the store. After explaining clearly, Uncle Xue was worried that I wouldn't be able to find a place, so he and the fat man summed up, so he simply pulled a banner at the airport and waited for me. In addition to the fat man and the guy from Yiyuanzhai, all of them are of Chinese descent born in the United States. Among them was a man with glasses, who looked like Sven. He introduced himself as Mr. Sang's lawyer, who was responsible for my handover in the United States. I was going to go to the museum to find Shirley Yang to surprise her, but the lawyer's eldest brother said that Mr. Sang's will was still in his hands, and he had to go to Chinatown to sign a few agreements before it could take effect.
Along the way, the fat man and I had a big chat, and the two of us were so excited that we felt like we had returned to the youth when we were soldiers together. When I first arrived in Chinatown, there was no discomfort, there were yellow-skinned and black-eyed Chinese everywhere, and Lawyer Qin said that the history of Chinatown can be traced back to the last century, and our ancestors established it with sweat and blood and tears. Not only in the United States, but also in major cities around the world, wherever there are Chinese people, there will be Chinatowns. I was so excited by his speech that I looked at the shops and houses around me, and I felt an irrepressible sense of national pride.
Yiyuanzhai - just in an alley deep in Chinatown, it is quite a bit hidden in the city. As soon as I entered the gate, I saw that there was something else in it, which was worthy of being the world's No. 1 antique shop created by Mr. Sang. Among the antiques displayed in the store, none of them are not carefully selected and valuable, and the most rare thing is a large dictionary that has been burned in half-
Hahahaha, the good boy has good eyesight, it seems that Boss Sang didn't look away this time - an old man with crane hair and a childish face walked out of the back hall. As soon as the guy who picked me up saw him, they all shouted-Second Master Xue-, I knew that the old man in front of me was the old man Sang's brother, the old military master Xue Yiba. I didn't say a word, I took out the vest that I took off from Mr. Sang before I left and handed it to him, Uncle Xue looked at the vest, tears welled up in his eyes with excitement, took the vest with both hands, and called - old brother, let's go. Then he ordered the men to put the vest into a pre-prepared Buddhist shrine and worship it, and the old and young people in the shop burned incense and bowed one after another. The fat man and I were inconvenient to disturb others, so we followed the lawyer's eldest brother into the study of Mr. Sang's life.