A trip to the second dimension

"What's wrong! If I don't give it to you, I won't give it to you. This is my store. I can give it to whoever I want. What do you want?!"

Brother Jin acted very tough, with one hand on his waist and the other constantly pointing at the man who complained just now.

"No, Brother Jin, is this bowl called wonton noodles?"

The man holding a cigarette stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, looking helpless at the tough and domineering Brother Jin. As he spoke, he picked at the noodles in his bowl with his fingers and sighed: "How can I eat without even a single wonton?"

"Isn't this wonton noodles or rice? Is there really a dog in the hot dog for you?! Eat it! Aren't you policemen all big and small? So many words!"

Brother Jin waved his hand, without giving the man any face, and turned back to continue working on his own affairs.

"Wow! Why are you like this? We are also guests."

The man continued to complain to Brother Jin, but it was obvious that he was actually just complaining.

"Huh? Are you dissatisfied? Let me tell you, this is what I am like. When I see someone low, I bow to you, and when I see someone high, I step on you! This is called poverty and lowliness, which cannot be moved, and wealth, which cannot be surrendered. !" Brother Jin put his hands on his waist and twisted his shoulders in a very embarrassed manner, making the man sigh again.

"Jingle bell."

Coincidentally, at this time, the big brother's cell phone hanging on the belt of Brother Jin rang. He glanced at the defeated man opposite with a proud look, picked up the cell phone and answered the call.

Seeing Brother Jin answer the phone, the man at the table behind them complained to his handsome partner again: "I don't know why you always like to eat here."

The handsome partner smiled, glanced at Brother Jin who answered the phone, and said with a smile: "Because he has a lot of personality, and I admire him very much."

While the two were talking, the loud voice of Brother Jin who answered the phone rang again: "Wontons?! What kind of wontons! We don't sell wontons today! Wontons are for dogs! That's how I am!"

As he said that, Brother Jin covered his eldest brother with one hand, turned his head and smiled at the table of Hope and the others, and explained: "I'm not saying you are dogs, I'm talking about other people."

What else can I hope they can do about this?

He could only respond with an awkward but polite smile.

As for the two foreigners, Steve and Colson, who couldn't understand Mandarin or Cantonese, they could only stay with them and hope they smiled.

"What are they talking about? Why do you think this boss has such a bad temper?"

Steve knew that Hope had the ability to learn all unfamiliar languages ​​instantly, so he curiously asked Hope.

"Oh, listen to this for yourselves. Come on, Agent Phil, give me your hand."

Hope gestured to Coulson and Steve, asking them to pass their hands over.

Holding the two people's hands, I hope to feel a little bit the dimensional power in my body that has the same root as the dimensional bracelet, and use some superficial techniques that only people can learn to transfer Hua Guo's Mandarin and Cantonese skills to them.

Looking at the two people who suddenly received the knowledge of the language, they were stunned for a moment, and Hope didn't care about them.

This process is harmless. At most, it just depends on each person's different physique and the length of time they spend in a daze. When you come back to your senses, you will have learned a new foreign language. This is a good thing that many people probably want to spend a lot of money to have.

"Here, your wontons."

Not long after, Brother Jin came over with a tray and placed four bowls of wontons on everyone's table. Together with some other side dishes they ordered, it was enough as a late night snack.

Taking the chopsticks from the chopstick tube next to her, Xiaoyu handed a pair to Hope, then took the chili sauce and balsamic vinegar next to her with ease and added them to her wontons. After adding them, she turned to Hope and asked, "Would you like some more?" It will be more fragrant.”

"Then I'll have some too." Hope nodded and asked Xiaoyu to add some for herself.

Spoon in his left hand, chopsticks in his right hand, hoping that he had just taken a bite of delicious wontons, and Steve across the table woke up first.

He shook his head, and now he could understand the voices of the diners next to him talking.

Smiling with satisfaction, Steve also learned to hope for them and began to eat supper.

While eating, everyone nodded again and again. It felt very fragrant and delicious.

Xiaoyu felt very satisfied after fulfilling her duty as a landlord. She also felt proud when she saw that the delicacies of her motherland captured the two of them.

Finally, it wasn't until all three of them had eaten more than half of their food that Colson, who was in much worse shape than Steve, came back to his senses.

After showing him that he had really learned two foreign languages ​​in such a short period of time, he felt very miraculous.

As an agent, he had specially learned Chinese before, but there were too many dialects in this place, and Chinese itself was very difficult to learn. He had only just learned it, and he had made little progress.

Unexpectedly, when I got to Hope, it was something that could be done with a wave of my hand, and I didn’t know what the principle was.

"Eat quickly, it's almost cold."

Now that people here can speak Mandarin and Cantonese, I hope I can simply communicate with Colson in Cantonese.

Hearing this, Colson nodded, looked at Hope and the others, picked up the chopsticks, and then began to try to pick up the wontons in the bowl in a very unfamiliar and clumsy way, but he tried several times without success.

Seeing this, Steve, who had just learned to use chopsticks next to him, sat closer to him and began to teach him how to use it and pass on his experience.

"Boss, come quickly! Let's settle this international dispute! She took a hundred dollars in US dollars, how can we change it?"

A waiter next to him raised his hand and called Brother Jin, and they couldn't help but shift their gazes to watch the fun again.

Brother Jin stretched his head to take a look at the US dollar bill, then turned his head to look at the two men at the table behind them, and said, "Look! What are you two looking at me for? You are so stupid! Go and catch him! Humph!"

"Oh oh oh!"

The two men were not angry after being scolded by Brother Jin, but nodded quickly, stood up and went to the couple of foreign tourists at the table who paid with US dollars.

Looking at this posture, these two guys are really policemen.

The handsome policeman was called Curry. He walked up to the foreign couple, knocked on their table, put his hands on his hips and asked in English: "Hey! What happened?"

"We have run out of Hong Kong dollars. We are tourists and we don't have Hong Kong dollars."

The two foreign couple tourists grabbed the 100-dollar bill and explained.

"Oh!"

Policeman Curry suddenly realized and turned to Jin Ge behind him to explain for the tourists.

"Brother Jin, Brother Jin, it's like this, they have run out of Hong Kong dollars, and asked if you would accept US dollars."

Brother Jin smiled at first, and then suddenly cursed: "Ask him! Will he accept my RMB? You're crazy! Arrest him!"

The two of them shrank their necks after being scolded, and Curry nodded: "Oh, arrest him."

Curry was about to take out the handcuffs, but Chili next to him quickly grabbed him and said: "Hey! Let's change them. Do you have change?"

"Mr. Policeman, listen to Brother Jin, and arrest them."

After watching the whole excitement, Steve saw this and still spoke up enthusiastically.