176 Farewell, Great Angel (Part 2)

At noon, according to Chinese custom, the guests were invited to have a meal together, which was regarded as a farewell banquet.

There are special dining places in the big market to provide catering services for staff and guests. There are high, medium and low-end places. Naturally, the committee entertains guests in the most spacious one on the three floors - in the "core building" of the trading company.

Before the "Building" was built, this restaurant was the tallest house in the entire market. From the private room on the third floor, you can overlook the panoramic view of the big market, and the scenery is very good.

The visitors have already bought a lot of things one after another. The money given here is not too much, but it is not too little. The luxury market here has not yet opened, and the daily necessities are not expensive at ten yuan.

You can buy a lot of them with silver dollars.

Most people choose to buy iron tools, such as various types of scissors, sickles, saw blades, etc., all of which are made by Qionghai brand. Many of these envoys are warriors and they all know the goods. It is quickly obvious that among the many goods here, iron tools are the most important.

The quality is the best, far exceeding similar daily necessities on the mainland. One guy even bought a big iron pot and carried it on his back like a turtle shell, making everyone who saw it couldn't help laughing.

Fang Wenzheng bought a few pieces of cotton cloth and found an entourage to help him carry it. Zhou Sheng only bought one piece, which was also very big, but he actually carried it himself - when the reception staff here saw this

When the dignified deputy Qian Hu appeared in front of everyone carrying a big cuddly bear doll, everyone was shocked.

Hugable bears, Shar-Pei dogs, various rag dolls and cartoon-shaped pillows - there is a shop specializing in toys in the big market. Of course these things are the creativity of modern people, and a group of girls originally just made them

I came to play with it for my own use. But later it was also mass-produced and sold.

Although they are just toys, the price of such dolls is not low, and in the eyes of most civilians, they are toys with no practical use. Moreover, most parents are faced with the noise of children who stay in front of the toy counter and refuse to leave.

When, they often say:

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, go home and let's do it ourselves..."

So although there are many people watching the rag doll shop called "Cute Bear" every day, there are not many people who actually buy it. Fortunately, this shop was originally a group of modern girls who jointly invested -

- These girls have some savings now, and they entrust it to a trading company to run it. In essence, it is a small base for them to entertain themselves. They don’t care about making money at all. The things in it are all good. But the prices are very expensive.

No matter who you kill, count it as one - no, there will always be enemies who take the bait.

Facing the surprised looks of everyone here, the face of the leader of the Jinyiwei, who had always been cold and self-possessed, finally showed a bit of embarrassment. Fortunately, Professor Li quickly came up to meet him, casually took the toy from his hand and put it aside.

And asked with a smile:

"Buying it for your child?"

It helped relieve the embarrassment. Zhou Sheng showed a grateful look and nodded to the old professor:

"There is a little girl at home, only seven years old..."

When it comes to family, Zhou Qianhu's always tough face finally showed some soft lines. Taking this as a good start, the envoy from the Ming Dynasty finally put down his guard and believed that these short-haired people really planned to be polite today.

Treat each other.

With a foundation of mutual trust, the atmosphere at the banquet became much more harmonious. After several rounds of toasts, they were completely relaxed. Fang Wenzheng even started reciting poems and lyrics, but unfortunately no one here could respond - they remembered

Most of his famous works were written before the Ming Dynasty. Professor Li may know some Qing Dynasty poems, but he is definitely not willing to plagiarize them.

But Fang Wenzheng doesn't mind, and is even quite proud - these shorthairs claim to have learned something different and don't understand this. But their appreciation ability is not low. They can understand everything they say, so he doesn't have to worry about playing the piano to others.

. And these people can also recite a few lines from some famous works of the previous dynasty, which is quite considerate. The best thing is that they themselves can’t compose poetry and sing lyrics. Isn’t it a good foil for themselves?

So after drinking a few glasses of high-quality liquor, this person who had always seemed a bit shabby in the previous negotiations gradually became more "suave", showing off his bohemian celebrity style, commenting on the past and present, talking about everything.

More and more Wuji. If it’s common sense, that’s it. But it’s just allusions and allusions. Everyone here is a little overwhelmed. If Wang Pu were here, I could still talk to this old man. Only

It is a pity that Wang Jieshan was ashamed of being a "thief" and was ashamed to see people from the mainland, so he always refused to meet these envoys.

In the end, only Chen Tao and Professor Lao Li, who were extremely interested in ancient prose, were left to deal with him. The others quietly changed their positions. Anyway, it was when Fang Dacai's literary thoughts were flowing, and he didn't care whether there was or not.

Listener.

In comparison, the people who accompanied Zhou Sheng were quite relaxed. Everyone agreed from the beginning not to talk about official matters, and just talked about random anecdotes from all over the world. Modern people can deal with this aspect relatively easily, Adeling

Ning and the others were quite happy chatting with him.

While they were chatting, the waiter brought over a large pot of roast beef. Ling Ning took out a dagger to cut it. His original Swiss Army knife was carefully put away, and now he uses a homemade bayonet and a homemade rifle.

The matching kind.

Jin Yiwei's eyes were so poisonous. Zhou Sheng's eyes only flickered and he immediately noticed the difference in the knife. He politely asked Ling Ning if he could take a look. Naturally, it was hard to refuse, even with the bayonet attached.

The leather sheath was handed to him together. Zhou Sheng turned it over and over in his hand, just like Zhang Ling, another Qianhu official had the same reaction before - he couldn't put it down.

As a martial artist, his eyes would definitely light up when he encountered this kind of thing. Zhou Sheng was still reluctant to part with it until he returned it to its original owner:

"I didn't expect that a short sword could be made so exquisitely... I wonder if it is sold in shops over there? We just took a quick look and found that although there are iron tools, they are all ordinary utensils and there are no swords or anything like that. "

Ling Ning smiled and shook her head:

"All the shops here only sell daily necessities, we don't sell weapons. "

Seeing Ling Ning calmly inserting the dagger back into his waist, a hint of disappointment flashed through Zhou Sheng's heart. Although he didn't have high hopes, judging from the flexibility shown by Short Hair earlier,

He originally thought that if he deliberately showed such affection, the other party would always show it.

Zhou Sheng's guess was half correct - Shorthair really expressed something. Ling Ning turned around and took out a small, flat wooden box and put it in front of him. It was a very small wooden box, only as big as a palm. Zhou Sheng was a little confused and felt

He said that even if it were full of gold leaves, there wouldn't be much room for it. Could it be banknotes or jewelry?

The two Ming Dynasty envoys stood in front of the big mirror and adjusted their clothes involuntarily. Fang Wenzheng was very depressed to find that he had a few small pimples on his face at some time...

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