The entire department store was filled with cheers and cheers, which lasted for a long time.

Wang Qian smiled generously and said, "Xiaobai, this is cheering for your victory, and also cheering for my failure."

"I lost in the end." Baishou smiled.

Ding Yaqiong smiled and said, "Let me summarize. Xiaobai, you lost, and you won."

"Xiaobai, who will treat you?" Wang Qian asked.

"Mr. Wang, you are the master and I am the guest, of course you are invited."

Wang Qian had a car, a black Buick sedan. She drove herself and brought Baishou and Ding Yaqiong to the Shanghai International Hotel.

The famous Shanghai International Hotel has a total of twenty-four floors and is the tallest building in Shanghai at that time.

Baishou watched the Shanghai International Hotel in the movie documentary. He came today and got what he wanted.

The lobby on the first floor of the hotel is very large.

The white hand was like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden, and she was curious about everything.

In a corner of the hall, a large poster is placed.

The poster says that to celebrate the visit of each country's president to Shanghai, the China-Europe Cultural and Sports Exchange Association will hold a Sino-foreign competitive fighting exchange meeting in the lobby on April 30 and May 1 in the second floor of Shanghai International Hotel. The specific time is from 7:30 pm to 10:30 pm every day.

Baishou immediately became interested and looked at the poster several times.

Ding Yaqiong knew Baishou and hurriedly warned, "Xiaobai, this is Shanghai, not your Bai Village, don't think about causing trouble."

"I'll take a look. Sister, I want to watch and learn on the spot."

"Come on less," Ding Yaqiong scolded.

Wang Qian came to help, "Xiaobai, do you know martial arts? Do you like competitive fighting?"

"Amateurs, just hobbyists."

"Oh, it's tomorrow night and the night after tomorrow. Xiaobai, the ticket to me is packed with."

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Wang."

Ding Yaqiong said: "Sister Qian, you are troublesome."

Wang Qian said: "Give Xiaobai a chance to learn."

At this time, a group of foreigners came out of the elevator.

The first time I saw a foreigner, I stood there with my hands as if I were looking at a diorama.

Western devils are really different from Eastern devils. Bai Zhangxin said that the Eastern devils are short, but Western devils are not distinguished from men and women. They are all tall and big. What do they eat to grow up?

The stupidity of Wushou made Wang Qian pursed her lips and laughed.

Ding Yaqiong smiled, walked over, and pulled Bai's hand to the elevator.

The three of them entered the elevator.

Wang Qian asked, "Xiaobai, do you eat Chinese or Western food?"

"What Chinese and Western food?" I didn't understand it.

Ding Yaqiong smiled and explained, "Chinese food and foreign food."

"Western food, I'll eat Western food."

Wang Qian reached out to the button, closed the door first, and then chose the fourth floor.

The fourth floor is a Western restaurant.

There are waiters in Western restaurants, both at home and abroad, and they handed over the bags and boxes to Ding Yaqiong, and they wandered around.

Ding Yaqiong wanted to speak out, but Wang Qian pulled her and found a dining table to sit down.

After turning his hands around, his eyes went all out and he looked at all the foreign girls one by one.

Finally, he returned to the two women for nothing.

Two women sit on the rectangular dining table.

You are so polite, sitting in the front seat, taking out a Sanwu brand cigarette and lighter, holding one, lit it and igniting it and sucking it.

The waitress came over, handed the menu with a smile, bent down respectfully and asked, "Sir, what do you want to order?"

The girl was stunned by the white hand. This girl looked like a Japanese woman.

"Your, Chinese aren't?"

The waitress was stupid.

Ding Yaqiong hurriedly said, "He is asking you whether you are Chinese or foreigner."

The waitress pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm Chinese."

Baishou nodded with a silly smile.

Wang Qian said: "Xiaobai, order what you want to eat yourself."

Baishou looked at the menu, "A bottle of French wine, five steak, seven-point cooked."

Ding Yaqiong and Wang Qian each ordered a steak, but only a bottle of French wine was needed.

The waitress said, "Please wait" and went there.

Ding Yaqiong looked at Baishou and smiled and said, "What a country man, you can eat five steaks?"

Unexpectedly, the two women were stunned by a series of pre-dinner movements by Baishou.

Wang Qian asked, "Xiaobai, have you eaten Western food before?"

Bai shook his head with a shook his hand.

Ding Yaqiong also asked, "Where did you learn it? Why don't I know?"

"Haha... movies are foreign movies. Sister, I just study when watching movies. I'm very smart."

Ding Yaqiong nodded with a smile.

Wang Qian said: "But, Xiaobai, I have a question, can you eat five servings of steak?"

Baishou smiled embarrassedly.

The steak and wine have come up.

The left hand is forked, the right hand is knifed, the white hand is decent, and the big piece of meat is eaten.

Facts are the best explanation.

Five servings of steak were eaten up by free hands.

Wang Qian couldn't stop watching.

Ding Yaqiong smiled and said, "I'm not surprised at all. Sister Qian, the person sitting in front of you is a foodie. One person has the appetite of three people, and he is definitely an absolute foodie."

Baishou added shamelessly, "What's more, today is the first time this foodie has eaten beef."

"Xiaobai, can you still eat it?" Wang Qian asked.

"Haha...you can't eat too much."

Wang Qian turned her head and shouted, "Waiter, let's have two more 70% mature steaks."

After a while, two steaks were placed in front of Baishou.

The two women had finished eating, so they watched the two hands eat alone.

Steak is like wine, and the more you eat it, the more you get.

Wang Qian became more and more surprised as she looked. As she looked, she reached out to Baishou's arm and pinched her hard.

"Wow, it's so strong like cast iron."

Ding Yaqiong said proudly: "It's practiced."

Baishou finally finished eating the steak, but there was still half a bottle of wine, so he took two cups of the two women, poured out all the wine, picked up the cup and drank it slowly.

Wang Qian said: "Xiaobai, now tell me, how did you practice your shooting skills?"

Ding Yaqiong said: "Xiaobai, I also want to know how you practiced it."

"Haha... I've practiced in school, but I'm a farmer. Of course, I mainly practiced it with the methods of farmers. For example, throwing mud. When we sort out the paddy fields, if the paddy fields are not flat, we will throw mud from high places to low places."

"For example, throwing seedlings. Before planting seedlings, the seedlings in the seedlings will be lifted out and tied together. After bundling them, they will be picked up by the rice field. At this time, they will be thrown into the rice field, and they will be thrown far and accurate. I often do this work in the production team, and I will always throw it more accurately than others."

"There is also the throwing of manure. We use pig manure as fertilizer, and we will carry pig manure into the paddy field, pour it into the field first. Then we will throw the manure around with both hands, hand by hand. In order to apply even fertilization, of course we must throw it accurately. When I was a professional pig farmer, I used my hands to throw hundreds of levers of pig manure."

Ding Yaqiong burst into laughter, "Are you disgusting?"

Baishou said to Wang Qian: "Mr. Wang, this is how I practice my shooting skills."

Wang Qian didn't believe it, but nodded, "Xiaobai, what do you want to do next?"
Chapter completed!