A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

Zheng Qian is very strange, why does this Yingzhou man keep aiming at my wife?

If you are squinting, Zheng Qian will be very upset, but he can accept it for the time being.

After all, this also proves that my daughter-in-law is beautiful in disguise.

And, do you dare to touch my daughter-in-law to try?

But the question is, what do you mean when you look at my daughter-in-law with a look of shit?

Zheng Qian glanced at Cat North and South subconsciously.

It's strange, it's very beautiful, and it doesn't show the animal shape... Oh, no, she doesn't have the animal shape anymore.

Look at Gangmen Liunong again.

He was indeed looking at the cat north and south with very disgusting eyes.

This left Zheng Qian a bit confused by the second monk for a while.

Is my wife very ugly in the eyes of Yingzhou people?

"It's not convenient to talk here, please come in first?" Gangmen Liunong enthusiastically walked away.

Zheng Qian didn't think too much, who knows the structure of the brain circuit of Yingzhou people? It was very simple, and followed Gangmen Liunong into the castle tower.

The castle tower is decorated in a very traditional Japanese style, with wooden structures, tatami mats and paper sliding doors almost everywhere.

They call it style, Zheng Qian calls it: backwardness.

The thirty-eight-story building needs to be replaced by an ordinary person. I am afraid that the chrysanthemums that have to be climbed will not move?

This also made Zheng Qian admire this anal...Gangmen Liunong.

An old man who became fat Calabash, climbed the 38th floor with only a little sweat.

Enter the Cabinet of Ministers.

An astringent scent came out, slightly alleviating the nausea of ​​the magic element smell in Zheng Qian's nose.

But Cat Nanbei's complexion has obviously become more ugly.

It's not difficult to understand.

Her sense of smell is many times more sensitive than Zheng Qian. I'm afraid for her, smelling a deep scent is like smelling a bunch of stools sprayed with cologne, right?

"Come, try our Uji tea, a specialty of Yingzhou."

I saw Gangmen Liunong put up the tea ceremony tools quite professionally, and made tea with a hot cup and boiling water at one go. He was obviously a veteran of tea drinking.

When the tea is served, the tea water is slightly green, and at the center of the bottom of the pottery cup, there happens to be only one tea pole standing upright.

Zheng Qian took a sip. Indeed, his lips and teeth were fragrant, his nose was clear, and even his heart seemed to be quiet, and he had to say it was a good cup of tea.

Noting the change in Zheng Qian's comfortable expression, Gangmen Liunong smiled triumphantly: "How is it? Isn't it much better than your Sichuan Eastern tea? This is the authentic tea. You can't drink it in Eastern Sichuan." "

"!!!"

Zheng Qian's hands stiffened.

Looking up, Gangmen Liunong looked triumphant.

This is not just polite at all, but more like showing off.

"Have you ever had Chuandong tea?"

Zheng Qian put down his teacup and asked.

Gangmen Liunong leaned on the back of his chair and said with a smile: "Drink, during the international exchanges a few years ago, the previous generation Wang Situ Zhou brought a few cans.

If our shogun Xiangdang did not like to drink tea, he gave it to me. I have tasted it, and I have to say... Tsk. "

Having said that, he shook his head with regret.

Zheng Qian was too lazy to talk to him.

Yingzhou tea is indeed a good tea.

But it only stays at the "good tea" grade, far inferior to the "extreme tea" specially offered by the royal family in Eastern Sichuan.

Situ Zhou didn't like to drink tea before he was alive. He only drank boiled water, most of which were given to his subordinates. Therefore, the tea Zheng Qian drank when nothing was done at the new Martial King was the best tea given by Situ Zhou.

As for the tea that Situ Zhou used as a souvenir in international exchanges, Zheng Qian did not think it would be a good tea.

Because Situ Zhou didn't know anything about the tea ceremony, out of the arrangement of noodles, he often only looked at the packaging when sending tea.

And for things like tea, the best products generally don't have any fancy packaging.

For example, vacuum packaging looks good and ensures the freshness of the tea, but in fact it will slightly affect the taste of the tea to a certain extent.

This is the same as when you drink red wine, you should pinch the feet of the cup with your hands, not the cup body, so that the temperature of your fingers will slightly affect the taste of the red wine.

Therefore, the kind of tea sent by East Sichuan Diplomacy is generally a third-rate product with first-class packaging.

However, Zheng Qian didn't say anything about Gangmen Liunong's display.

There is no need to break through Xiao Yingzhou's lack of knowledge, the main purpose of this visit is achieved, and leaving as soon as possible is the right way.

"Leave the question of tea aside for now."

Zheng Qian hugged his chest, leaned back in his chair, and said, "Shall we talk about business?"

Gangmen Liunong raised his brows and smiled: "Does it mean our normal temperature magic element fusion reactor?"

Zheng Qian nodded, stared at him silently, and motioned for him to show his attitude first.

Gangmen Liunong looked quite embarrassed and sighed: "Mr. Zheng Qian, in fact, we really can't blame us for this matter internationally."

"Oh? How to say?"

"We are also victims."

"Victim?" Zheng Qian didn't understand.

Gangmen Liunon said: "If Kota was willing to give us the data, we would not recklessly turn on the reactor.

If Kota is willing to cooperate with us, maybe the reactor has succeeded.

After the explosion, all countries only condemned our Yingzhou, but did not actually lend a hand.

Our Yingzhou is strong, but we must also take into account the people and the economy.

Let Yingzhou alone bear this scale of natural disasters. How can this be justified? "

Zheng Qian's face was slightly gloomy: "What do you mean by Minister Gangmen?"

Gangmen Liunon laughed: "Since all countries feel that this magic crystal will threaten the world, we are required to deal with that magic crystal as soon as possible.

What should I do? After all, the Rodinia continent does not belong to our Yingzhou alone. "

"Open the conditions directly." Upon hearing this, Zheng Qian was already too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

Gangmen Liunong stretched out his hands, showing eight fingers.

"Countries bear 80% of the cost, and we Yingzhou bear 20%."

Zheng Qian couldn't wait to laugh when he heard it.

He asked rhetorically: "Why should countries pay this money?"

Gangmen Liunong said with confidence: "Because this is a natural disaster, our Yingzhou is a victim, and the whole world is also a victim.

You can’t ask us to be the victims and to ensure your interests? The whole world is responsible for this matter. If we want Yingzhou to deal with it, we must ensure our interests, right? "

"Then if we don't come out, what are you going to do?"

Gangmen Liunong said: "Then you can only throw into the sea. This is the most economical way. The sea water itself has the effect of slowing down the growth of the magic crystal, so there will be no problems in a short time."

"But by doing so, the whole continent will be assimilated soon in the future."

Gangmen Liunong shrugged and didn't care: "I believe that future generations must be wiser than us."

This one is not saved.

Zheng Qian snorted and said, "To put it bluntly, what you mean is that you are an ordinary person anyway, and no matter how long you live, you won't live that day.

So you think, after I go, how can you care about your flood? "

"What is this Mr. Zheng said?"

Gangmen Liunong's attitude has also become a little tough: "The whole world puts the responsibility on me Yingzhou, and refuses to contribute, but also asks us to be responsible. You don't care about the flood, right?

Besides, am I called irresponsible? I believe in the wisdom and ability of future generations, and believe that future generations are more capable than me. "

"Really."

Hearing this, Zheng Qian probably confirmed it.

These bastards don't want to be responsible at all.

Relying on his own age, it is too late to extend his life.

Anyway, I am an ordinary person, but I have a hundred years of life. What happens after my death has nothing to do with me?

It seems...

Only I can handle this matter.

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