The Local Lazy Man System

"Husband, let's go to play elsewhere!"

Seeing the pitiful look of the stall owner, Liu Qingqing said softly.

"Ok!"

Ye Yaorong also knew that it was not easy for this small vendor, and he had achieved his goal, so forget it.

"thanks, thanks!"

The stall owner saw that Ye Rongrong and his wife were no longer shooting themselves, and immediately said happily.

"Husband, let's go there to eat chestnut noodles and wotou, this is our special snack in Beijing!"

Liu Qingqing took Ye Yaorong and walked to a stall.

"Boss, want two chestnuts to make your head."

Liu Qingqing said to the female owner of the stall.

"Twenty dollars."

The female owner of the stall glanced at Liu Qingqing who was wearing a toad mirror and said.

I was thinking, is the girl opposite me a star? Otherwise, why wear such a big toad mirror at night?

However, for the female boss who is in business, she is not a star-chaser, nor does she have that interest, so she doesn't bother to care so much, as long as the customer buys her own chestnut noodles.

Liu Qingqing handed 20 yuan to the stall owner and took two chestnut noodles.

The consumption level in the capital is so high, Liu Qingqing, who has lived in Taoyuan Village for more than two years, is not accustomed to the high consumption in the capital.

Fortunately, now he is a powerful man and earns a lot of money. If it were the first two years, Liu Qingqing would not bear to spend ten dollars a piece of chestnut noodles to eat.

Of course, you can't compare with those who haven't married yet. At that time, Liu Qingqing was the eldest lady, and he was spending a lot of money.

"My husband, here, taste the taste of this chestnut noodle."

Liu Qingqing handed a chestnut face to Ye Yaorong and said.

This chestnut mianwotou is said to be in the Gengzi Year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty. The Eight-Power Allied Forces broke into the Forbidden City. Cixi fled to the west in Guanshi Village in the northwest of Beijing.

Cixi was so hungry that someone presented the rest of her home.

Cixi had a good taste and a deep impression. After Luang drove back to Beijing, Cixi was tired of the delicacies of mountains and seas, and she remembered the small wotou she had eaten when she fled.

When the imperial dining room received Yizhi, he naturally didn't dare to neglect, but he thought about it and didn't make the cornmeal which the common people usually eat.

The chef at the Imperial Kitchen uses very fine ingredients. They choose the best new cornmeal, sifted through a fine basket, and mixed with good soybeans.

That's not a big deal. I chose the expensive chestnuts that are as colored as corn, ground them into flour, mix them with cornmeal and soybean noodles, and add sweet-scented osmanthus sugar when they are steamed in a pot.

After Cixi tasted it, she believed that this was the Wowotou she had eaten back then, and later it became a kind of sweets that Cixi ate during fasting.

Slowly spread to the folks and become a folk specialty snack.

"It's delicious, but a bit small."

Ye Yaorong ate the chestnut noodles in three or two mouthfuls.

"Who makes your appetite so big!"

Liu Qingqing said with a smile.

Liu Qingqing is very happy for his own man who is especially good at eating. This man has a good appetite and is healthy.

"Go, let's try something else."

It's rare to be able to go shopping with his wife alone at night. Of course, Ye Yaorong wouldn't go back so early. He took Liu Qingqing's hand and slowly looked over the stalls one by one.

In addition to Chinese people set up stalls here, there are also many international friends set up stalls, many of which are specialty snacks of their countries.

"Husband, how about we eat this?"

Liu Qingqing took Ye Yaorong to a stall set up by a black man and said, pointing to the tapioca noodles on the stall.

This is authentic African tapioca flour.

"Okay, let's have a taste."

As a foodie, Ye Yaorong was a bit greedy when he saw foreign food.

"How much is a serving?"

Liu Qingqing asked the black stallholder.

The black stall owner could not speak Chinese, so he stretched out a palm and five fingers.

"Five yuan?"

Liu Qingqing asked suspiciously.

"No, no, #￥&@……"

The black vendor shook his head and said.

The first two sentences were okay, they were in English, but the last few sentences Liu Qingqing couldn't understand which language he spoke.

"Pleasespeakenglish!"

Liu Qingqing said to the black vendor.

"@#%……"

The answer of the black stallholder made Liu Qingqing a little broken, and he didn't understand it at all!

"What he meant was that it was not five yuan but fifty yuan. This is cassava flour shipped from Africa, which is more expensive."

Ye Yaorong said to Liu Qingqing.

"Husband, do you understand what he said?"

Liu Qingqing looked at Ye Yaorong in surprise and asked.

Liu Qingqing knew that Ye Yaorong could speak English, but never knew that Ye Yaorong could speak the language of which country it was.

"He speaks Afrikaans, I can still understand."

Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

The title of "Expert in Ten Thousand Languages" is not for nothing. As long as there are languages ​​on the earth, Ye Yaorong basically knows it.

"Husband, you...you are amazing!"

Liu Qingqing really didn't know how to describe herself as a man, and she always surprised herself.

His ability seems to be a bottomless pit, he can't finish digging it no matter what.

"That is, if I don't have the ability, how can I marry a beautiful wife like you!"

Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

"Husband, let's eat a bowl of tapioca flour."

Liu Qingqing said.

Liu Qingqing wanted to taste the things he hadn't eaten.

"it is good."

Ye Yaorong nodded, then turned to the black stallholder and said: "￥#&@……"

"you……"

The black stall owner was taken aback, looked at Ye Yaorong in surprise and said.

This black stall owner has been in China for three months, and basically does not speak Chinese, except for the simplest Chinese.

However, human beings are the smartest creatures. When they don't understand the language, they rely on body language to communicate. Through the gestures of the body, the black stall owner has completed one business after another.

This made the black stallholders fall in love with the land of China, and the money here is really good.

What surprised the black stall owner was that he actually met a Chinese who speaks his own national language.

What made the black stall owner even more incomprehensible was that the South African language spoken by this Chinese man was even more authentic than his own.

Did he grow up in South Africa before?

But why didn't his skin be tanned black!

The black stallholder was a little puzzled.

"#@!......"

Ye Yaorong handed fifty yuan to the black stall owner and asked him to quickly give himself a portion of tapioca.

"@￥%……"

The black stall owner Ji Li Gu La said a few words and gave out ten yuan to Ye Yao Yao.

"Husband, what does he mean?"

Liu Qingqing couldn't understand what the black stall was mainly doing, and looked at Ye Yaorong questioningly.

"He said he gave me a discount, he gave me a discount."

Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

"Why?"

Liu Qingqing asked curiously.

"He said I speak the language of their country, which is better than what he said."

Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

Soon, the black stall owner prepared a hot tapioca noodle and put it on the table for Ye Yaorong.

"Eat!"

Ye Yaorong said to Liu Qingqing.

Maybe there is no business right now, the black stall owner sat beside Ye Yaorong and whispered cowhide to Ye Yaorong.

It seems that this bragging skill is not unique to Chinese people, and people from all over the world will brag.

"Husband, what are you talking about? You smile so happy."

Liu Qingqing couldn't understand what her husband was saying to the black stall owner. He couldn't help but feel a little depressed. She used to think she was a talented woman. Now it seems that she is nothing compared to her own man.

Think about it when I first married Ye Yaorong, I still felt very proud. I felt that I was really wronged by marrying a top student to a rural man who had not graduated from junior high school.

Looking back now, Liu Qingqing couldn't help but blush.

"He said that his wife is the first beauty of their tribe, but he knelt at the door of his wife's house for a day and night, and was beaten by relatives and friends of the woman's family for several times before marrying the first beauty of the tribe."

Ye Yaorong explained with a smile.

In many parts of Africa, the marriage customs of some tribes are very strange. Just like the tribe where this black stall owner lives, their tribe’s way of marriage is also very strange.

If a man sees a woman in the tribe, as long as the other party is of marriageable age and not yet married, the man can kneel at her door.

As long as she kneels for a day and a night, which is twenty-four hours, the woman must marry the man unconditionally.

Of course, during this period, the woman’s family, relatives, and friends will come to punch and kick the man, as long as you survive these twenty-four hours ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ even if you are beaten disabled, the woman will marry.

Of course, in many cases, if the woman is still satisfied with the man, the attack will be lighter and the man will not be severely injured, and the meaning will pass.

But if you encounter dissatisfaction, you will be hit hard, you are afraid of hitting, and you will be beaten away.

In the past, Ye Yaorong saw these peculiar ways of marriage on the Internet.

"No? His wife is still the first beauty of their tribe?"

Liu Qingqing glanced at the black stallholder and said in disbelief.

If you grow up like this, you can still marry the first beauty of the tribe. This cowhide is too big!

Anyway, Liu Qingqing was skeptical about this matter.

Perhaps seeing Liu Qingqing's skeptical attitude, the black stall owner whispered a bunch of words to Ye Yaorong with a look of displeasure.

"What did he say?"

Liu Qingqing certainly saw that the black stall owner was unhappy, and asked suspiciously.

"He said you doubted what he said, and he wants his first beautiful wife to come over and show you. It seems that this black boss can still understand some Chinese language."

Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

"Then we will wait to see how beautiful he said the first beauty is!"

Liu Qingqing said.

Liu Qingqing is also very curious about what the black stall owner said about his first beautiful wife!

"Hehe, then let's wait!"

Ye Yaorong saw that the black stall owner had already called his wife of the first beauty, and he was also happy to see what the first beauty the black stall owner promoted looked like.

Seriously, Ye Yaorong hasn't seen a black beauty yet, and he is very curious!

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Four more complete! A chapter owed last Sunday was added. (To be continued.)