As night falls, the lights of Bacheng are as bright as the Milky Way.
This is a tolerant city, and the air is filled with a leisurely and comfortable atmosphere. It will make people slow down and experience the unique culture of this city.
On the street, there is an unknown fly restaurant.
A few people were sitting on the roadside waiting for their meals, and there were more than a dozen people lined up in front of them. A small shop was full of diners, changing cups and cups, and the scene was very lively.
At this time, the restaurant owner impatiently said to a diner who asked how long the wait would be: "If you don't want to wait, you can go eat somewhere else. I'm very busy, so don't ask me."
The young diner laughed along with him, said "you're busy, you're busy, you're busy", and returned to the plastic stool, waiting for the meal honestly.
Zheng Congrong couldn't help his curiosity and asked Luoyang who was sitting next to him: "Xiao Luo, this restaurant looks dirty and the sanitary conditions are worrying.
, and the attitudes of the boss and the waiters are not good, why is the business so good?"
Luoyang said with a smile: "This place has its own set of food standards, and restaurants with splendid decorations are for outsiders like you. Locals like to eat in this kind of fly restaurant, and the worse the boss's attitude is.
, you get angry when you ask, it must taste very good. But that’s not the most powerful thing, the most powerful thing
They are those that don’t even have a shop, but sell them in alleys with burdens. That is the highest level of Sichuan cuisine. You have to be lucky to encounter it before you can eat it. Many times, the vegetable seller has not come yet, and he puts it on the table.
There is already a queue of tens of meters at the stall, and those at the back may not be able to eat even if you get in line."
Zheng Congrong looked confused: "There is also this saying, it is true that the soil and water nurture the people. However, Sichuan cuisine is the most widely promoted cuisine in the world, and you have your own reasons for saying so."
Luoyang glanced at Jin Ring and the Willow Tree Demon sitting on the plastic stool. He was worried that the two demons would be impatient, but they looked fine.
Also going out to eat together were four women from the family. They were sitting in front, chattering, and the atmosphere was lively and harmonious.
Zheng Congrong lowered his voice: "Xiao Luo, please let me know. Commander Jin Shanji of the Big Stick Empire, will she really change her previous policy and stand in the same camp as here?"
I originally planned to talk at the wine table, but seeing the crowds in this small shop, I might as well chat on the street.
Luoyang smiled calmly: "Of course it's true, I won't joke with you about this kind of thing. Uncle Zheng, don't worry about you and the uncles above you, Da Bang Emperor
All the opposition in the country have been eliminated by these two brothers of mine."
After a slight pause, he added: "Eradicate the roots and leave no one behind, not even the cats and dogs at home."
Zheng Congrong was horrified and turned to look at the two demons behind him.
Jin Jie smiled back.
The willow tree demon's eyes suddenly turned green, and the look was captivating.
Zheng Congrong didn't dare to look at each other and then looked away.
Even the cats and dogs were not spared, how cruel this was!
I can't afford to offend him, I can't afford to offend him at all.
However, his admiration for Luoyang was even stronger. Just two gods of death willingly sat on plastic stools and waited for Luoyang's meal. If Luoyang didn't have the strength to awe these two gods of death, how could it be possible?
"Uncle Zheng, what else do you want to ask????????????????? Just say it. Anyway, I have nothing to do at the moment." Luoyang knows Zheng Congrong very well.
I definitely didn’t fly all the way from Beijing just to have a meal at a fly restaurant.
Zheng Congrong smiled: "Xiao Luo, I just asked you to help solve the problem of the ship, but you turned the politics of the Big Bang Empire upside down. Over there in the Beautiful Country..."
Luoyang smiled and said, "I knew you would ask this a long time ago. Don't worry, I have already made a threatening phone call."
Zheng Congrong was stunned for a moment: "What... a threatening phone call?"
"This morning, after the bloody massacre of the Big Stick Empire's opposition, I made a phone call to George Bujiu and made a simple threat. George Bujiu said that after tonight
I'll get back to you in the future, I guess it's almost done." Luoyang said.
Jingle bells, jingle bells...
The cell phone of Eye of Feather Blade rang with an incoming call tone.
Luoyang took out his cell phone, and what was displayed on the screen was George Bujiu's number.
Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be here.
"Um... can you turn on the speakerphone?" Zheng Congrong looked very humble.
Luoyang clicked the speakerphone and answered the call.
George Bujiu's voice came from the mobile phone: "Doctor Luo, why is it so noisy over there..."
Luoyang said calmly: "I'm waiting for food on the street. It's not important. If you have anything to say, just say it directly, my friend Mr. George Bujiu."
George Bujiu was silent for a moment before saying: "My friends and I have discussed your proposal seriously. We all agree that the biggest lesson from the development of human civilization so far is war. We are all peace-loving people, so we
willing to maintain peace with you
state."
Zheng Congrong couldn't believe his ears. After nearly ten years of blockade and suppression, the beautiful country suddenly became a peace-loving country. This was the coldest joke he had ever heard in his life.
"Very good, I also love peace. Let's keep the current situation, not enemies, but friends," Luoyang said.
"We have a condition."
Luoyang frowned slightly: "You actually still have conditions?"
George Bujiu suddenly became nervous: "No, no, no, my friend, don't get me wrong, just listen to what I have to say."
"Just tell me."
Zheng Congrong glanced at Luoyang out of the corner of his eye, and his heart was filled with admiration.
He didn't see Luoyang getting really angry, and he didn't even say half a threatening word. George Bujiu on the other side of the phone was trembling with fear. If he knew, then
But George Bujiu, a veteran political family!
"Let's not talk about the Big Stick Empire. The Beautiful Country will not rebuild the Qizhou Military Port. The Beautiful *** troops on the territory of the Big Bang Empire will withdraw within a month and there will be no more troops. However, Fuso will remain as it is.
We have a lot of assets in Fuso, and you cannot clear out all the political forces and chaebols in Qingmei like last night. This is our condition. If you agree, we will maintain the status quo."
"What if I don't agree?"
George Bujiu was silent for a moment before saying: "My friend, do you know how difficult it is for me to convince those guys? You don't have any interests in Fuso, so why would you make things worse?"
Luoyang glanced at Zheng Congrong.
Zheng Congrong nodded without hesitation.
Luoyang smiled and said: "Okay, I promise you not to move Fusang, but all your garrison troops in the Big Bang Empire must retreat, and no one can be left behind."
"There is no problem with this, we will show our sincerity."
At this moment, the boss wearing an apron stood at the door of the store and said in a rough voice: "No. 58, who is No. 58?"
Bai Jing hurriedly raised her hands: "We!"
Luoyang said: "Mr. George Bujiu, that's it, I'm going to have dinner."
George Bujiu: "..."
He called to discuss the deal for World War III, and the Chinese boy was actually in a hurry to have dinner?
I have to say, the taste of this fly restaurant is really great.
During the dinner, Zheng Congrong toasted Luoyang, holding the wine glass very low.