The Local Lazy Man System

"Husband, let's go play somewhere else!"

Seeing the pitiful look of the stall owner, Liu Qingqing said softly.

"Ok!"

Ye Rongrong also knew that it was not easy for this small street vendor, and he had achieved his goal, so let it go.

"thanks, thanks!"

Seeing that Ye Rongrong and his wife stopped shooting at his place, the stall owner immediately said happily.

"Husband, let's go there to eat corn bread with chestnut noodles. This is a special snack in our capital!"

Liu Qingqing dragged Ye Glory to a booth on one side.

"Boss, I want two steamed buns with chestnut noodles."

Liu Qingqing said to the female stall owner.

"Twenty dollars."

The female stall owner glanced at Liu Qingqing who was wearing a toad mirror and said.

I was thinking in my heart, is the girl in front of me a star? Otherwise, why are you wearing such a big toad mirror at night?

But for the female boss who is doing business, she is not a star chaser, nor has that interest, so she doesn't bother to care so much, as long as the customers buy their own chestnut noodles.

Liu Qingqing handed over 20 yuan to the stall owner, and took two chestnut noodles.

The consumption level in the capital is so high, and Liu Qingqing, who has lived in Taoyuan Village for more than two years, is not used to the high consumption in the capital.

Fortunately, she is now a powerful man and earns a lot of money. If it was the case in the past two years, Liu Qingqing would not be willing to spend money to buy ten yuan a piece of chestnut noodles to eat.

Of course, it can't be compared with before she got married. At that time, Liu Qingqing was just a young lady, and she spent money lavishly.

"Husband, here, try the taste of this chestnut noodle steamed bread."

Liu Qingqing handed a chestnut noodle cornbread to Ye Rongrong and said.

This chestnut-faced steamed bread is said to be from the Gengzi year of the Guangxu reign of the Qing Dynasty, when the Eight-Power Allied Forces entered the Forbidden City, and Empress Dowager Cixi was at the top of Guanshi Village in the northwest suburb of Beijing on her way to escape westward.

Empress Dowager Cixi was very hungry, so someone presented the leftover corn bread at home.

After Cixi ate it, the taste was quite good and she was deeply impressed. After Luanjia returned to Beijing, Cixi was tired of eating delicacies from mountains and seas, so she remembered the small steamed buns she ate when she fled.

Naturally, the Imperial Dining Room did not dare to be negligent upon receiving Yi's decree, but after much deliberation, it did not make cornmeal steamed corn bread that common people usually eat.

The chefs in the Imperial Dining Room use very fine ingredients. They select the best new cornmeal, sieve it through a fine basket, and then mix it with good soybeans.

That's not to mention, I also choose expensive chestnuts that are like corn, grind them into flour, mix them with corn flour and soybean flour, and add sweet-scented osmanthus and white sugar when steaming in a pan. It tastes delicious and sweet.

After Cixi tasted it, she decided that it was the Wowotou she had eaten back then, and it became a kind of sweet food that Cixi ate when fasting.

Slowly spread to the folk and become a folk specialty snack.

"Delicious, but a bit small."

Ye Rongrong finished the chestnut noodle steamed bread in three or two bites.

"Who gave you such a big appetite!"

Liu Qingqing said with a smile.

Liu Qingqing was very happy that her man was especially good at eating. This man has a good appetite and a healthy body.

"Come on, let's try something else."

It's rare to be able to go shopping alone with his wife at night, of course Ye Rongrong won't go back so early, holding Liu Qingqing's hand, he slowly looked at the stalls one by one.

In addition to Chinese people setting up stalls here, there are also many international friends setting up stalls, many of which are special snacks from their countries.

"Husband, how about we eat this?"

Liu Qingqing pulled Ye Rongrong to a stall set up by a black family, pointed to the cassava flour on the stall and said.

This is authentic African tapioca.

"Okay, let's have a taste."

As a foodie, Ye Rongrong felt a little hungry when he saw exotic food.

"How much is it?"

Liu Qingqing asked the black stall owner.

The black stall owner didn't know Chinese, so he stretched out a palm and five fingers.

"Five dollars?"

Liu Qingqing asked suspiciously.

"No, no, #￥\u0026amp;amp;@..."

The black stall owner hurriedly shook his head and said.

The first two sentences were okay, they were in English, but the last few sentences Liu Qingqing couldn't understand what language he was speaking.

"Please speak English!"

Liu Qingqing said to the black stall owner.

"@#%..."

Liu Qingqing was a little overwhelmed by the black stall owner's answer, she couldn't understand it at all!

"He means it's not five yuan, but fifty yuan. This is cassava flour shipped from Africa, which is more expensive."

Ye Rongrong said to Liu Qingqing.

"Honey, do you understand what he said?"

Liu Qingqing looked at Ye Rongrong in surprise and asked.

Liu Qingqing knew that Ye Rongrong could speak English, but she never knew that Ye Rongrong could also speak the language of an unknown country.

"He spoke Afrikaans, which I can still understand."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

Ye Rongrong's title of "expert in ten thousand languages" is not for nothing. As long as there are languages ​​that have existed on the earth, Ye Rongrong can basically know them.

"Husband, you... you are too powerful!"

Liu Qingqing really doesn't know how to describe her man anymore, she always surprises herself.

His ability seems to be a bottomless pit, no matter how much he digs, he can't finish it.

"That is, if I have no ability, how can I marry such a beautiful wife as you!"

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

"Husband, let's eat a bowl of tapioca flour."

Liu Qingqing said.

Liu Qingqing wanted to try something she hadn't eaten before.

"it is good."

Ye Rongrong nodded, turned to the black stall owner and said, "￥#\u0026amp;amp;@..."

"you……"

The black stall owner froze for a moment, looked at Ye Rongrong in surprise and said.

The black stall owner has been in China for three months, and he basically doesn't speak Chinese except the simplest Chinese.

However, human beings are the most intelligent creatures. When the language is not available, they rely on body language to communicate. Through body gestures, this black stall owner has completed one business after another.

This made the black stall owners fall in love with the land of Huaxia, where money is really easy to earn.

What surprised the black stall owner was that he met a Chinese man who could speak his own language today.

What made the black stall owner even more incomprehensible was that the South African language spoken by this Chinese man was even more authentic than the South African man himself.

Did he grow up in South~Africa before?

But why wasn't his skin tanned black!

The black stall owner was a little puzzled.

"#@!..."

Ye Rongrong handed fifty yuan to the black stall owner, telling him to quickly give himself a portion of cassava flour.

"@￥%..."

The black stall owner chattered a few words, took out ten yuan and returned it to Ye Rongrong.

"Husband, what does he mean by that?"

Liu Qingqing couldn't understand what the main business of this black stall was, she looked at Ye Rongrong suspiciously and asked.

"He said give me a discount, give me a discount."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

"Why?"

Liu Qingqing asked curiously.

"He said I spoke the language of their country better than he did."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

Soon, the black stall owner prepared a serving of hot cassava flour and brought it to the table for Ye Rongrong.

"Eat it!"

Ye Rongrong said to Liu Qingqing.

Maybe there is no business now, the black stall owner is sitting next to Ye Rongrong, chatting with Ye Rongrong.

It seems that this bragging skill is not unique to Chinese people, people from all over the world will brag.

"Husband, what are you talking about? You are smiling so happily."

Liu Qingqing couldn't understand what her husband said to the black stall owner at all, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed. She used to think that she was a talented woman, but now it seems that compared with her own man, she is nothing.

Thinking back to when I just married Ye Rongrong, I still felt very proud, and felt that I was really wronged when a high-achieving student married a rural man who didn't even graduate from junior high school.

Looking back now, Liu Qingqing couldn't help but blush.

"He said his wife was the most beautiful woman in their tribe, but he knelt in front of his wife's house for a day and a night, and was beaten several times by relatives and friends of the woman's family before he married the most beautiful woman of the tribe."

Ye Rongrong explained with a smile.

In many parts of Africa, the marriage customs of some tribes are very strange, just like the tribe where the black stall owner lives, the way of marriage in their tribe is also very strange.

If a man falls in love with a woman from the tribe, as long as the woman is of marriageable age and not yet married, the man can kneel at the door of her house.

As long as she kneels for a day and a night, that is, twenty-four hours, the woman must marry this man unconditionally.

Of course, during this period, the woman’s family, relatives, and friends will come and beat and kick the man. As long as you survive these twenty-four hours, even if you are beaten into a disability, the woman will marry.

Of course, in many cases, if the woman is still satisfied with the man, the attack will be lighter, and the man will not be seriously injured, and the meaning will pass.

But if you are dissatisfied, you will be beaten severely, until you are scared, and you will be beaten away.

In the past, Ye Rongrong saw these strange marriage methods on the Internet and thought they were jokes. He didn't expect that they really existed, and he even met one.

"No way? His wife is still the most beautiful woman in their tribe?"

Liu Qingqing glanced at the black stall owner, and said in disbelief.

After growing up like this, he can still marry the first beauty of the tribe, this cowhide is too big!

Anyway, Liu Qingqing was skeptical about this matter.

Perhaps seeing Liu Qingqing's skeptical attitude, the black stall owner chattered a lot to Ye Rongrong with an unhappy expression on his face.

"What did he say?"

Of course Liu Qingqing could see that the black stall owner was unhappy, and asked suspiciously.

"He said that you doubt what he said, and he wants to ask his first beautiful wife to come over and show you. It seems that this black boss can still understand some Chinese."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

"Then let's wait and see how beautiful the number one beauty he said is!"

Liu Qingqing said.

Liu Qingqing was also very curious about the black stall owner's first beautiful wife!

"Hehe, let's wait!"

Ye Rongrong saw that the black stall owner had called his No. 1 beauty wife, and he was also willing to see what the No. 1 beauty that the black stall owner was advocating looked like.

To be honest, Ye Rongrong has never seen a black beauty, so he is very curious!

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The four changes are over! I made up the chapter I owed last Sunday. (To be continued.)