Happy Tycoon

The convoy wandered on Highway 7 for almost half an hour before arriving at the Friendship Bridge.

At both ends of the bridge across the Parana River, there is a huge building similar to a highway toll booth. This is the border station between Paraguay and Brazil.

In the border station on the side of Paraguay, Yang Jing and his group can clearly see the soldiers with live ammunition. Next to this border station is a military base.

The Qiaotou Market is located to the north of the border station.

Yang Jing and the others didn't want to pass through the border station, so they found an empty space and parked the car. Chris and the others got out of the car nervously, and surrounded Yang Jing and Ge Ge.

Yang Jing smiled and said, I said guys, you don't need to be so nervous, right?

Bruno said: Boss, don't be nervous, the law and order here is really bad.

Chris also said: That's right, boss, the law and order here is far worse than you imagined. There are more than 15,000 stores within the twenty blocks around here, so it gave birth to A lot of bad phenomena have emerged. And this bridgehead market is a place where prosperity and filth coexist. Here, the black society is just a very common existence, and the terrorists are the backbone! Therefore, we must pay attention to safety when we get here.

Hearing the two bodyguards say this, Yang Jing realized that the soldiers patrolling with guns not far away were not for show, and it seemed that the security here was really bad.

No wonder there is such a situation, here is poor Paraguay. Such a cornucopia-like big market suddenly appeared in a poor country, and there were rich businessmen from all over the world here, so it would naturally give birth to some untimely existences. Coupled with the fact that the local government's efforts to crack down on crime are very light, it is not surprising that any black society or even terrorists appear here.

Ge Ge said worriedly: Yang Jing, now we have also seen this bridgehead market, or we should leave here.

Yang Jing hugged her waist and said with a smile: Daughter-in-law, it's okay, with Chris and the others around, no one dares to touch us. Those gangsters and terrorists also have eyes, anyone can touch anyone Can't move, they know that.

Yang Jing's words are not an exaggeration. Don't look at Chris and the others who don't have weapons in their hands, but their waists are all bulging. In addition, the dozen or so people seem to be the kind of people who are extremely difficult to mess with. So except for the lunatics, I'm afraid no one would dare to touch their group.

Sure enough, those big men who wished to have tattoos tattooed on their faces all looked at Yang Jing and his group with fierce eyes, but they were only limited to looking at them with fierce eyes. As for provocation or something, these guys dare not do it.

After all, the big men around Yang Jing and Gege knew at a glance that they were not easy to mess with, even those two white girls seemed extremely dangerous.

Although these guys from the Black Society are a bunch of green skins, they all know the rule of 'bullying the weak and fearing the strong'. They are not fools or lunatics.

A group of people wandered around the entrance of the market, and Yang Jing found that the market was really chaotic, so he lost interest in going in and taking a look. But beside the entrance of the market, Yang Jing found a pleasant surprise.

It was a digital city, a very large building, full of people.

But in the retail stores on the first floor outside the digital city, Yang Jing unexpectedly saw a very familiar brand - Lijiang steamed stuffed bun.

Yang Jing even rubbed his eyes, afraid that he might be mistaken, but after rubbing it a few times, the door of the store still had those four big characters - Lijiang Steamed Buns.

This Lijiang is not Lijiang. Although the two actually have the same meaning, if the suffix of baozi is added, the meaning will be different immediately.

Although buns are also sold in Lijiang, these Lijiang buns are not really buns sold in Lijiang. Anyway, Yang Jing thought he had visited so many places in Huaxia, and he had never seen the brand Lijiang Baozi outside Tianqu.

In fact, the real root of this Lijiang steamed stuffed bun is in Tianqu, and it is a steamed stuffed bun brand that is quite popular in Tianqu.

This kind of Lijiang steamed buns are not like the small steamed buns sold in Lijiang. The Lijiang steamed buns produced by Tianqu are all big steamed buns. An average adult can eat four for a meal. Moreover, the taste of Lijiang steamed buns is quite delicious, and it has a great reputation in Tianqu.

Therefore, when Yang Jing saw the door of Lijiang Baozi here, he couldn't help wondering if the owner of this shop came from Tianqu.

Anyway, it's already past one noon, it's time for lunch, so Yang Jing waved his hand, Let's go, eat buns!

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, Yang Jing felt a little kind.

This bun shop is not the kind of bun shop that only sells takeaway. Although this bun shop also sells takeaway, there is also a restaurant inside, where customers can also eat or drink.

Although it's past meal time, the store is still very busy. Most of the people eating here are Chinese people with yellow skin and black hair, but there are also many foreigners eating here.

There are four waitresses in the restaurant who are busy, and from the figure and appearance of these four waitresses, Yang Jing can recognize at a glance that these four waitresses are definitely not from the south, nor from the Bay Island, but should be It's a northerner!

Don't ask Yang Jing why he can tell at a glance, there is no reason. Just like if a southerner goes to the north, he can spot a southerner at a glance. Yang Jing, a native of Lu province, can spot a northerner when he goes to other places.

Sure enough, when one of the waiters saw Yang Jing and his group enter the steamed stuffed bun shop, he immediately greeted them with a smile.

There are sixteen people in Yang Jing's group, and they can definitely be regarded as big customers here.

The waitress first said something in Spanish, not to mention, she spoke very fluently, which may have something to do with her frequent saying this sentence.

But after seeing Yang Jing smiling and not speaking, the waitress immediately switched to Mandarin and asked, Sir, did you travel in China? What do you want to eat? We have authentic Shandong cuisine here, as well as delicious ones. Big bun.

Listening to the familiar Tianqu Mandarin—Tianqu Mandarin, Yang Jing was also amused, and asked in Tianqu dialect: Did the sisters come from Tianqu?

Upon hearing Yang Jing's terrific Tianqu dialect, the waitress was also amused, Oh, fellow! I'm from Sinu Temple in Wucheng, Tianqu. Sir, are you?

Haha, it's not far away. I'm from downtown Tianqu, but I'm from Hexi.

Oh, that's really not far away. The waitress was so happy that she could see her molars, she was obviously very happy.

Ge Ge is also a little dumbfounded, it can't be such a coincidence, when he came to Paraguay thousands of miles away from home, he could meet a pure fellow who came from the same place as Yang Jing.

This is a real hometown - although Sinv Temple belongs to Wucheng County under Tianqu City, Sinv Temple Town is on the border with Tianqu City.

The Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal has a pivot gate in Sinvsi Town. If you take a boat from the Grand Canal Leisure Park built by Yang Jingchu to the south, you can reach Sinvsi within ten kilometers, which is even faster than going from Hexi to Hedong Development Zone. Even closer!

This is a real fellow.

The waitress obviously didn't expect to meet a real Tianqu fellow here, and she was very happy, and then, under the dumbfounded gaze of Yang Jing and his group, the girl ran to the back kitchen in a hurry.

Damn, what kind of trick is this? Why don't you even care about the guests?

But the girl quickly gave the answer, because just twenty seconds after the waitress ran into the back kitchen, a stout middle-aged man followed excitedly from the back kitchen while wiping his hands. The waitress ran out.

The waitress pointed at Yang Jing and the others a few times, and said a few more words, and then the middle-aged strong man immediately came up to him with a smile on his face, and spoke the Tianqu dialect that Yang Jing was most familiar with.

Now Yang Jing understood that the waitress just now was the daughter of the chef and shop owner, and the shop owner also has a son, but because she was out shopping, she had to wait a while to see her.

This kind of situation is very common in foreign countries. Chinese people go abroad to work hard, and many of them open restaurants. The owner is also a chef, and the family works together. When Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang first went to Cardiff's second-hand book market to deal with the books they got from Valdi Castle after getting the holy ring, they met a fellow from Tianqu who opened a Lu restaurant. That Qihe native named Sun Chunsheng was Working hard in Cardiff with his daughter Sun Xiaoyue.

This Tianqu native named Wang Qingyong fought with a family of four. He is the owner and the cook, his son is the cook and the buyer, his wife sits at the counter and collects the bills, and his daughter works as a waiter in the restaurant lobby with some hired people.

This is also a very common situation among Chinese people who open restaurants abroad.

Why do you want to open a bun shop here? Yang Jing asked the fellow with a smile after entering the only large single room in this bun shop that can accommodate sixteen people.

Hey, it's a long story to say that the child has no mother. Wang Qingyong said while passing a cigarette to Yang Jing. Yang Jing waved his hand and refused the cigarette. Wang Qingyong then lit a cigarette for himself and took a puff to continue. : My son's uncle is in the foreign trade business, and he has taken root here in the early years. During the Chinese New Year in 2011, my brother-in-law came back to China, and told me that a restaurant business over there would definitely be popular. At that time, I opened a bun shop on Lujia Street in Tianqu, and the business was not very strong, so I discussed it with my wife, and the whole family came over.

Is the business here okay?

Well, the business is much better than in China. Our steamed stuffed buns have thin skins and big fillings, and they taste good, and I am also a chef. There are also many Chinese people here, so our steamed stuffed buns are quickly opened here. Yes. After two years working in a steamed stuffed bun shop, I made some money, so I bought this store, including a restaurant and steamed stuffed bun shop. Now I can earn a hundred and eighty dollars a year, which is much better than in China.”

Wang Qingyong's so-called one hundred and eighty is not one hundred and eighty yuan, but one hundred and eighty thousand. To put it this way, it is really not a little better than in China.

However, the situation of their family is not without cost. The cost is that they have not been back for a year since they came to Dongfang City in Paraguay for nine years. His son and daughter also attended primary school, junior high school and high school from here.