At this time, Zhao Chuanxin was already on his way to Kurdeks.

On the way, he sees private detective Frank Gale and summons him to the car.

"Mr. Zhao, I didn't mean to spy on your whereabouts."

Frank Gale nervously explained.

"What are you nervous about talking to someone as amiable as me?"

Frank Gale looked at the big black man next to him and really wanted to complain.

"Mr. Zhao, I helped you find out some news, but not much."

"Okay, just don't hide it. You know, amiable people also have tempers. ”

...... sure enough, he knew it was just a polite remark. John Vaughn said that it was the above that some kind of agreement was reached with the consortium, and they wanted to expel you peacefully. ”

This is all expected by Zhao Chuanxin, but it is only further confirmed.

"Anything else?"

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was unimpressed, Frank Gale scratched his head: "Besides, in addition to me staring at you, they also hired other detectives to keep an eye on Jesse Livermore." That's all for now. ”

"Then I'm going out now, do you know how to report?"

Frank Gale's head was oozing with sweat: "Please also ask Mr. Zhao to make it clear." ”

"When I go back and tell the mayor, I seem to be in a predicament, hiding in the manor and refusing to go out."

"I see."

Mishan pulled the cart, Zhao Chuanxin, Marcus Nkrumah, Benjamin Goldberg, Li Shutong and Ning An rode the car, and William Hope rode the horse prepared for them by Zhao Chuanxin.

The group bypassed the town and walked south along the main road.

At the fork in the road, Zhao Chuanxin shouted to stop Mishan.

He got out of the car, came to the car behind him, and patted the car.

Li Shutong and Liu Yuanshan got out of the car with bulky suitcases.

"Sending you a thousand miles, you must say goodbye in the end."

Liu Yuanshan's eyes were red: "Brother charcoal burner, I will definitely study hard." ”

Zhao Chuanxin didn't laugh like usual, and said seriously: "Live up to your youth, live up to your youth; Live up to your dreams, live up to your future. ”

Every word is deeply imprinted in Liu Yuanshan's heart.

Li Shutong sighed: "Until now, I don't understand that I came to the United States for no reason, and I want to go to Chicago to study. ”

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Your life is going to be tossed, so that your thinking can never stop." ”

Once stopped, it was time for him to become a monk.

Li Shutong smiled bitterly: "What's the good thing about tossing?" Do you have money and nowhere to spend it? ”

He knew that Zhao Chuanxin helped the two of them enroll in school, which should have cost money, not to mention that he also paid for tuition and part of the living expenses.

"I have a lot of money." Zhao Chuanxin said lightly. "I hope you succeed in your studies."

It's more than pretended.

Ning An, who was driving, jumped out of the car and shook hands with Li Shutong and Liu Yuanshan respectively.

They said goodbye to each other.

From east to west, several people have developed deep friendships.

Since then, Li Shutong has sighed: "I thought of a lyric. ”

Zhao Chuanxin was finally happy: "Hold it, hold it back and write it again." ”

This really suffocated Li Shutong.

The song "Farewell" was stuck in my throat and was very uncomfortable.

"But ......"

Zhao Chuanxin hummed: "Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green......

I'm Cao ......

Li Shutong's eyes widened.

In a foreign country, he feels this situation, but in fact, there is no complete lyrics and songs.

However, Zhao Chuanxin's opening directly sang his heart.

Liu Yuanshan burst into tears directly.

"You ......" Li Shutong didn't know what to say.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "There are only ten buckets in the world, I stole one bucket from you, and now I have nine buckets exclusively." Let's go, in vain! ”

When Zhao Chuanxin had already gotten into the car, the horse's hooves were rattling.

Uncle Li wondered: What do you mean? What does it mean to steal a bucket from me?

Thinking of Zhao Chuanxin's spells, is it possible......

No wonder, I always feel that my brain is not enough recently, so it turned out that he stole it?

Li Shutong began to doubt life.

"Mr. Lee." Liu Yuanshan choked and choked, and was moved by the song "Farewell". "Let's go."

"Oh, good, good......"

……

Yoneyama is an impatient horse.

It wanted to pull the cart on a whim, but after running for a while, it felt bored, and let Ning An call and drink, it didn't play a bear and not leave.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped out of the carriage and put on a different horse, freeing Mishan.

He saddled Yoneyama and turned over on his horse.

Anyway, at this time, he has left the North Tarytown area, and he is no longer afraid of the prying eyes of others.

"Master, my reason tells me that I should ride a horse too."

Benjamin Goldberg's head poked out of the carriage window and spoke in Chinese.

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised: "When did you learn Chinese?" ”

"My mind teaches me a lot."

Zhao Chuanxin, who has never believed in ghosts and gods, suddenly had a creepy feeling.

One morning, he felt that something was wrong, and his mind was confused and he couldn't figure it out.

Now it looks like a lightning bolt has struck his head: Benjamin can even talk to Ganfan?

There is a rumor in China - born to know, naturally gifted.

Zhao Chuanxin narrowed his eyes, could there be something in this that he didn't know?

So, he lied to Benjamin Goldberg: "You cunning scoundrel, don't think that you can't see it as a teacher. Now let me tell you in person, how did you learn Chinese? ”

Benjamin Goldberg was confused: "What I said is true. ”

The heart said what else if you could see it?

Marcus Nkrumah also poked his head out: "Sir, I want to ride a horse too." ”

"What horse are you riding? You're fine if you don't ride a horse. ”

William Hope: They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and they were so suffocated.

Benjamin Goldberg asked, "Master, why did he ask me about the Chinese language?" ”

"Woo Woo ......"

"But I just understand you."

"Woo Woo ......"

"I can understand before I speak. Sometimes, you just have to open your mouth, even if I plug my ears, I can know what you want to say. ”

I was stunned.

It means reading less, don't lie to it.

Kurdeks is indeed not far from North Taretown.

When it got dark, I was already on the periphery.

It's desolate, and there's a church.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that everyone looked tired, so he said, "Let's go to the church and rest for the night, and then set off tomorrow." ”

William Hope hesitated: "Sir, churches are generally not allowed to stay overnight. ”

After all, there is a universal faith in the United States, a reverence for God's place.

"What is this called? In China, ancient temples in the mountains have always been a good place to spend the night, such as Lanruo Temple. ”

William Hope did not dare to refute it, so he could only go to tie the horse.

Zhao Chuanxin knocked on the door of the church.

Faintly, a priest-like figure could be seen opening the door.

It was already a little dark, and the priest didn't carry a lamp, like a black mist rubbed into the shadows, eerie and terrifying.

William Hope felt a little chilled inexplicably.

But Zhao Chuanxin's words dispelled all the cold air: "Hey, boss, give me four upper rooms, five catties of beef, and one catty of good wine." ”

William Hope: "......"

The priest probed and immersed his upper body in the soft light of the lantern.

It turned out that it was just an ordinary old priest with gray sideburns, and he looked very kind.

Except for Zhao Chuanxin, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The priest was stunned and said, "Young man, this is a church, not a hotel. ”

"It's all the same. If you don't have good food or wine, you can just have some food, and if I give money, it will be donated to the church. ”

The priest said, "I am not prepared for this. ”

"Not ready? It doesn't matter, I brought my own ingredients, pots and pans. ”

Priest: "......"

William Hope almost squirted as he watched the priest take a shriveled look.

Zhao Chuanxin gave Ning An a look.

Ning An was originally an introverted and shy person, but he stubbornly bypassed the priest and wanted to push the door in.

The priest hurriedly said, "This lady ......"

Ning An interrupted him: "Sir, I am sir." ”

Zhao Chuanxin laughed and stuffed the money into the priest's hand: "All over the world are brothers, it's convenient to go out to be a layman, I advise you not to lose face." ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward, squeezed the priest out of the way, and entered the church.

When he walked in, he saw a disheveled woman, hurriedly taking clothes to cover her dry body.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

I'm Cao, no wonder I'm not allowed to enter.

Here's why.

He turned around and patted the priest on the shoulder: "What a big deal, really." Eating and drinking, men and women, the great desire of people to survive. ”

In fact, all Chinese can be translated into English.

For example, the James Gretel translation of the Analects is a classic.

The priest was embarrassed.

Anyway, he had already been seen, he broke the jar and broke it, and stretched out his hand: "Please come in." ”

Zhao Chuanxin saw that he put it down instantly, but he was also free and easy. He grinned and said, "But it's the first time I've seen you in a church, and you're really good at playing." ”

The priest blushed: "I am a Christian clergyman, not a Catholic. ”

"It's all the same, it's the same."

“……”

When everyone went in, the priest saw that there were adults and children, and he was defenseless.

No wicked person will do bad things with children.

When he saw the big black Marcus Nkrumah, he didn't mean to dislike it.

He said, "It just so happens that we haven't had dinner either, so I'll go get it ready." ”

Between delicacy and laziness, Zhao Chuanxin chose laziness.

Anyway, the money was enough, so the priest was left to cook.

Churches in small places, where the priest does not have an additional place to live, lives in a room inside the church.

The restaurant is small.

A group of people walked in, crowded to the brim.

Once seated, it didn't take long for the food to be served.

The shriveled and thin woman, who looked very shy, walked with her blonde hair tucked behind her head, and came with a bowl of soup that was disproportionate to her size.

Ning An felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and William Hope coughed dryly.

Benjamin Goldberg and Marcus Nkrumah only know how to wait for dinner.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a dinner plate for dry rice, and served it the same thing.

Dry rice understands etiquette very well, and will never be in a hurry to eat first.

Not long after, the priest and the woman walked together to the dining room, and they were finished in the main and secondary seats.

The priest clasped hands together and stood on the table:

"Gentlemen, let's have pre-dinner prayers."

(End of chapter)