Happy Tycoon

　　 The settlement with Brother Hei was completed, and it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon.

　　 Brother Black warmly invited Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang to stay for lunch, but they declined.

　　 The UK is similar to the Americans. They don’t pay much attention to lunch. A hamburger and Coke can solve the lunch.

　　 Although Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang have been in London for a long time, their eating habits have not changed. For the two foodies, unless there are special circumstances, lunch is absolutely impossible to make do.

　　 Not to mention that Yang Jing is carrying three sketches worth millions of pounds in his backpack. Today, the sale made a net profit of more than two thousand pounds, so it is necessary to treat your stomach well at noon.

　　 If I stayed for lunch with Brother Black, wouldn’t I be sorry for my stomach?

　　 After driving out of the flea market, the two followed the navigation instructions and found a Chinese restaurant on Cooper Street.

　　 What surprised Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang was that in addition to the English sign on the door of this Chinese restaurant, there were three smaller Chinese characters—Lu Caiguan.

　　 The British must be confused about the meaning of these three words, but as northerners of China, Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang didn't know the meaning of these three words, let alone Yang Jing himself a native of Shandong Province.

Maybe it was after dinner. When two people walked into this Shandong restaurant, there were basically no customers in it. Except for a foreigner who was struggling with a bowl of fried noodles with a spoon, just watch it again. No one else.

　　 "Hey, anyone?" Yang Jing yelled when the waiter and the boss seemed to be absent. Of course, he yelled in his native dialect. After all, isn't this restaurant with the signboard of the Lu restaurant? Compared to the boss or the chef, one should come from Shandong province, right?

　　 "Hey, here you are!" With a clear shout, the smaller girls walked out of the curtained doors.

　　 The girl seemed to be washing things just now, her hands were wet.

Seeing Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang standing in the hall, the girl smiled, "You two are from China? Please sit down. Our restaurant can provide you with authentic Shandong cuisine. You two come to our house. The restaurant here is definitely the right one."

　　 The girl's Mandarin is not very standard, with a very obvious Shandong flavor.

　　 Yang Jing’s hometown is in Shandong province. There was a very famous accent in Shandong province, called "Jipu dialect", which is the unique flavor of Mandarin in Quancheng, the capital of Shandong province.

　　 The accent is absolutely perfect, and it is full of an unusually rustic taste just like the corn porridge produced in Shandong province...

　　 Yang Jing was happy when he heard the girl’s accent, and asked in his hometown dialect: "I heard that your accent is near Quancheng, right?"

　　 When the girl heard Yang Jing’s accent, her eyes lit up, and she covered her mouth in surprise and said: "Yes, yes, our home is not far from Quancheng. It belongs to Qihe, do you know?"

　　 "Hey, we are still a fellow, a serious fellow, my home is in Tianqu City, and your Qihe is a subordinate county of Tianqu City. Do you think we two are serious fellows?"

　　 The girl was even more surprised when she heard this. She turned her head and shouted into the curtain: "Dad, Dad, come out quickly, we are here."

After the girl finished the call, she immediately welcomed Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang to a table with enthusiasm, then took out the teapot and hot water neatly, thought about it, ran to the counter, and took out a small box of packaging from the inside. Exquisite tea leaves.

　　 "My fellow, this is the Huangshan Maojian my dad's collection, you two taste it." Then, the girl ignoring Yang Jing's obstruction, she quickly brewed the tea.

　　 At this time, the door curtain was lifted, and big men with a head full of 1.9 meters walked out of the door.

This man is extremely mighty. Although he is still wearing an apron, his face that looks like a beard like a flying beard, his fist the size of a bowl, and the muscles from the grave, all silently prove the man's strength. Mighty.

　　The big guy who suddenly appeared also frightened Guo Xiaoxiang, and muttered in a low voice, "Damn, is this a gladiator or a boxer? How can I look like a chef..."

　　 Yang Jing was also surprised by the figure of this big man. This figure is often seen in foreign countries, but in China, such a majestic and mighty man is really rare.

The guy saw Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang, and smiles suddenly appeared on his faces. Not to mention, although this guy looks mighty and strong, but this smile is still very warm, and at first glance, this smile really looks like a giant rock Johnson. Eight points of style.

"Good two, I am Sun Chunsheng, the owner and chef of this restaurant in Shandong. You can call me old grandson. Just now I heard my daughter say that both of you are fellow from Shandong province?" The man introduced himself. , And stretched out his right hand.

　　 Yang Jing shook his head and stood up, reaching out and grasping the rough palm of the big man. It was really powerful.

"Boss Sun, I am your hometown, my home is in Tianqu City, this partner of mine is not from Shandong Province, he is my classmate and good brother in London. Oh, by the way, my name is Yang Jing, this one My name is Guo Xiaoxiang. I am glad to meet you."

Old Sun smiled and shook his hand, and shook hands with Guo Xiaoxiang again. Then he said, "As soon as I hear your accent, I know it is from Tianqu City. I worked in a hotel in Tianqu City for four years more than ten years ago. I am familiar with it."

　　 Lao Sun’s daughter said with envy in her eyes: "So you are both foreign students! It's so nice..."

　　 The old grandson looked at his daughter in love, UU reading www.uukanshu. com said to Yang Jing and Guo Xiaoxiang: "This is my daughter Sun Xiaoyue. She came to the UK with me after graduating from high school. This girl is stupid and can't even pass the college entrance examination. She has always envied you such high-achieving students."

　　Sun Xiaoyue muttered from the side: "Haven't I been listening to Cardiff University for the past two years?"

Yang Jing smiled and gestured to Sun Xiaoyue and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't get into the university. There are some students who can't get into the university in China. Now you can take the initiative to go to Cardiff University to audit. This is the most important thing. You can persist. Continue to learn, even if you don’t have the diploma? As long as you can really learn things and turn the knowledge in the books into the knowledge in your own mind, that’s the most important thing."

　　 Sun Xiaoyue is full of joy.

Lao Sun scratched his head and said with a smile: "You university students can talk. It is true. After Xiaoyue came to the UK, she took time to go to Cardiff University to listen in. Don't say anything else, Xiaoyue came the year before. When I was in the UK, I could only speak English words abroad. After these two years of study, her English level is getting better and better. If Satsuki was not there, it would be really difficult to communicate with my half-hearted English. Customer communication. It's all Satsuki's business to greet customers now."

　　 It can be seen that the old grandson is very proud of his daughter.

Yang Jing didn't expect to meet two real fellows in Britain, thousands of miles away, and he was about to have a good chat with the father and daughter. It's just that Guo Xiaoxiang was a little disappointed, and his belly was very untimely singing. It's an empty city plan...

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