Although the country's struggle between Shanjin and Jiangchu bordering Yiyuan was like a goose nest, Yiyuan was not affected and instead made a lot of money in war.

For example, the seafood from Niuti Port has been so popular in the past year. As long as the fishing boat returns to the port, no matter what dead fish and rotten shrimps will be sold out immediately. This is why Zhang Jiao and others make great profits, which is to be the blessing of exporting the Shanjin military to canned food.

However, people without long-term thinking will inevitably have immediate worries, and they have experienced many unexpected strange things.

Although he couldn't think of where the war came from, Zhang Jiao did not ignore it. He turned his head and looked at the tall, fat, slightly greasy young man who spoke and said, "Where did you say this, brother?"

The fat young man sitting opposite Zhou Jinbao heard this and replied with a cold face, "I am a woman, not a brother."

"Ah, disrespect, disrespect," Zhang Jiao was stunned, looking at her black and fluffy beard with a circle of black beard, and said dryly: "No, disrespect, disrespect.

Sorry, my eyes are a little astigmatism recently, and I look at things in a vague way. When I see you with short hair, I feel like I am a man.

Haha, haha, big, uh, lady, where did you say that just now come from?"

"Analysis." The fat young woman in tall said concisely.

"Analysis, this is too abstract." Zhang Jiao asked without explanation: "What is the analysis method?"

"It's very complicated and can't be explained clearly for a while," said the fat young woman in Gao: "In short, it is to design a module first, then fill in various information, deduce it, and finally draw a conclusion.

For major events like war prediction, because there are too many prediction factors required, the accuracy rate is not too high, about 7% to 11%.

"So it's just a random guess." Zhang Jiao twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes moved to Zhou Jinbao, who seemed a little embarrassed and wanted to stop his sympathy but was not easy to act. He asked deliberately: "Secretary Zhou, is this your girlfriend?

It's quite interesting."

Before Zhou Jinbao could speak, the fat young woman with a tall and empty face replied: "I am not Jinbao's girlfriend, but a good friend I have met since childhood."

"Is it a kid? Haha, it's pretty good." Zhang Jiao no longer wanted to talk nonsense to this bearded woman, so he said something unreasonable and continued to eat the soup pot.

But the fat young woman obviously didn't want to let him go, and added: "We are not kids. Brother Jinbao is 9 years and 5 months older than me. He is the brother who took care of me.

There is also war that can change the future of a country. The major events of destiny have a prediction accuracy of 7 to 11%..."

"Stop talking about Yingying." Zhou Jinbao, opposite, finally couldn't help but stop his companions from making unconscious comments.

The fat young woman was stunned and stopped talking. She silently lowered her head and started eating.

"Sorry, Congressman Zhang, my sister is a home girl, and she often has some wonderful ideas. Sorry." Zhou Jinbao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, turned to apologize to Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao waved his hands very generously, and after eating his noodle soup voraciously, he walked away from the thyme.

As a few minutes later, he suddenly turned back and went straight to Zhou Jinbao's table to sit down. Looking at the fat young woman who was sucking mutton noodles, he asked, "My lady, what is your surname Fang?"

"Han Ying." The fat young woman in Gao replied without raising her head.

"Han Ying, what a good name." Zhang Jiao praised him with a soulless voice, then looked at Han Ying carefully and said, "Are you not a life master?"

Han Ying looked at him with his eyelids, shook his head and said, "No, I haven't heard of it before, what is the Master of Life?"

"Similar to astrology master or fortune teller," Zhang Jiao smiled dryly, "but it is not a liar, but a very special type among monks or awakened legacy people.

I just learned about the existence of such a person by chance recently.”

"How special?" Han Ying asked curiously.

Zhang Jiao replied word by word: "It is comprehensible to fate, and everything is said is true!"

When he thought that this mysterious and domineering answer would definitely shock Han Ying, but he didn't expect that the fat young woman in Gao just curled her lips and said in a different tone: "That's still fortune telling, and I rely on scientific analysis.

You just went out and saw some war signs."

"Where are passing the chariots and mechas, there are continuous troops from the west end of Date Palm Street," Zhang Jiao nodded and said, "And I just answered a call, and the Kashgar City Council also revisited today.

I feel that the situation is very bad, so I come back and ask you for advice."

"You are quite interesting," Han Ying finally glanced at Zhang Jiao again after hearing this. "You can lower your posture even though you have a little status, and you don't look like a good person."

"Of course I'm not bad, uh, Miss Han, you want to say that I don't look like a bad person." Zhang Jiao said in surprise after hearing this.

"No." Han Ying shook his head and said, "It is normal for those who are in high positions to take a stance in society.

Your words and actions just now prove this, but now...

"I didn't make any extraordinary gesture just now," Zhang Jiao blurted out and interrupted Han Ying, "But this is not the point.

The point is that I am a person who believes in the "destroying the masters is guilty", and you are the master in my eyes now, so you show respect.

The situation is urgent, so let’s stop wandering around again, okay? Please tell me clearly where the war you speculated came from?"

"You should go around first?" Han Ying retorted, then saw Zhang Jiao silently endure it, and said straightforwardly: "Have you heard of the extremely famous Battle of Macedonia during the melee of the Western Continent 5,473 years ago?"

"No." Zhang Jiao exposed his ignorant face and shook his head and said.

So Han Ying began to explain to him. "At that time, the powerful Western Continent, Japanese and German, and another powerful country, Fagaul, were in a state of hostility like a Cold War.

In order to protect itself, Falucia laid a solid defense line on the border border with Japan and Germany, claiming that it was "impossible to be conquered", and named it after the designer's name "Macedonia".

Unexpectedly, the Japanese and Germans did not attack the Macedonian defense line at all, but sent troops to destroy the approaching weak country Polci, and launched an offensive from the border line on the other side of the Fagalul..."

"Ah, what you mean is that Jiang Chu and Shan Jin have not broken the deadlock for a long time," Zhang Jiao interrupted suddenly when he heard the strings of the piano and knew the eloquence: "So he had the idea of ​​Yi Yuan and wanted to attack Shan Jin from the side of the front.

But this is too ridiculous. Yi Yuan is not a neighbor of Jiang and Chu, and the two countries are thousands of miles away.
Chapter completed!