"Oops!" The fat man suddenly slapped Nathan, who was speechless and had a gloomy expression, and said angrily: "We brothers finally went out for a walk! Why are we talking about such nonsense? Let's go over there and take a look.
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The side the fat man was talking about was a night market street that cut across the main road.
The business here is booming, with a dazzling array of products full of different regional characteristics, as well as delicacies with various flavors and aromas.
After a while, the fat man stuffed his mouth with potato pancakes, and held up three vegetable rolls filled with meat. Nathan also showed no sign of weakness. This young man may have been thinking too hard just now, so he triggered
With a huge appetite, he was drinking heavily while holding a bowl of meat and vegetable soup, and he was holding two fried turkey legs in his hands.
For Nathan, every day he gets along with Fatty, he can feel that the elegance and reserve he has developed after more than ten years of training are deteriorating. But regarding this situation, the Third Young Master has a feeling that comes from his heart.
Submission. Because he felt relaxed and felt that he was living more truly.
"Second brother, try this, it tastes really good!" The fat man said, then handed over a greasy vegetable roll, and at the same time took the opportunity to grab the soup from Nathan's hand and drank it in one gulp.
Looking at his brother's sad eyes, Mr. Mai said nonchalantly: "I told you before! If you want to understand the local taste, you have to go to a place like this! And, believe it or not, the same food,
If it were placed where we live, it would cost more than buying it here ten times over!"
With a vegetable roll stuffed in his mouth, Nathan could only nod vigorously in agreement.
"The decorations in that little shop are very interesting, let's go over and have a look!" The fat man said, pointing to a somewhat deserted stall.
This stall is very small, only about one-third of the size of an ordinary small shop. The items sold are basically bronze ornaments with obvious Ruhr customs.
Moreover, the surfaces of these ornaments are all more or less mottled, and they are all old items of some years.
The stall owner is an old lady about seventy years old. She has a kind face, wears a big scarf, and her fat body moves around, which is a bit funny.
When the old lady saw that a customer had arrived, the smile on her face just rose, and she pulled Nathan away without wanting the fat man to do so.
Under the disappointed eyes of the stall owner, the two men walked back to the pool on the roadside with their hands and mouths clean.
The customer's behavior made the old lady's eyes slightly touched, and the smile in her eyes became more kind.
"Boss! We brothers are passing by Rus and planning to go back to Rus. We want to bring some gifts to our parents. Do you have any good things to recommend?" The fat man asked very politely.
At this time, although Mr. Mai's appearance still did not dare to be complimented, his attitude and expression seemed to be pure and kind.
"Ouch! Young man, if you are giving gifts to your parents, don't come to my place. These are all old things from my own family. There is nothing worth using!" the old lady said sincerely, but she also looked a little disappointed.
"Hmm...! No no! My old man likes old and commemorative things, but he doesn't like new ones! Hey! I think this profile picture is good!" The fat man was making nonsense while picking up a copper
Like looking at it.
"That's what happens when people get older, they always think of things in the past!" The old lady sighed, took out an oily handcloth and handed it to the fat man.
Seeing Mr. Mai concentrating on wiping the bronze statue, the old lady seemed very satisfied. She introduced: "You must not be natives of Ruhr, right? Otherwise, how could you not recognize the head of the builder of the Chahan Empire?"
"Oh! I think it looks familiar. It turns out that this is Mr. Ivan Vasily Chahan! Hey! According to legend, he is a famous tyrant!" Nathan, who had been silent until now, suddenly said
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"That's why this guy had to die a good death! However, after all, this tyrant created the Chahan Empire's 500-year history! It was a unified and powerful country that no one dared to bully!" The old lady was indeed very familiar with old things.
After hearing the words, he said to himself.
The fat man finished wiping it now and respectfully placed the portrait of the ancestor of Her Royal Highness Princess Silere for a look. Well, not bad, it was much brighter than before.
"Boss, what I heard from you is that someone is bullying the Ulan Republic now?" he asked casually.
The old lady looked around and found that there was no one nearby, so she lowered her voice and said: "More than fifty years ago, the Chahan Empire fell and we became an independent country. But why is it independent? It's not that we want to join the Irpu Alliance.
To make everyone's life easier? But look at it now, the alliance has not been able to join, and there are a lot of things done for them. If you offend the Luers, you have to look at other people's looks and act. Isn't this bullying?
"
"That's true! We've heard about it too. But doesn't Irp take good care of Ulan?" the fat man asked in confusion.
"What's the use of just looking after us? We're not a member of the family. If we have a falling out with Luers one day, why don't we have to take the blame ourselves? Besides, does Ilp really treat Ulan well? Those guys are
In order to get the resources of Ruhr! Those ores are transported out of here in batches every day, isn't it just for your own convenience that Irpu gives Ulan some sweetness?" the old lady said dissatisfied.
"Also," she paused for a moment, then continued: "I don't understand, that McCann is thousands of miles away from Ulan, why do they have to point fingers here? And our officials
, serving the McCanns is like serving the emperor! The stores with the best locations on the main street are basically owned by the McCanns, followed by the Irpu people, and there is no share for the locals at all! And it is said that they take the
The rent is extremely cheap! Humph!”
Nathan looked embarrassed when he heard the old lady's words, and he didn't know what he was feeling in his heart.
"Hey! This is normal. People are powerful and rich, right? But they are just doing some business and getting some benefits, right? They can't just point fingers, right?!" The fat man said, picking up another bronze statue and starting to wipe it.
"Huh...!?" The old lady shook her head and said even more dissatisfied: "This is not the case. In the past few days, I heard that there are gangs of gangsters starting from Su Lier's ancestors and all the way to the capital Jeffrey.
Along the way, we have trouble with the McCanns. But Jeffrey is in the west, and our Ross is in the east. Normally, this is an impossible matter, right? But who would have thought that since yesterday, Ross's security patrols have increased several times
, and even went door-to-door to check, which made people panic! I think this must be a bad idea from the McCann people. They are afraid of death themselves, and they don’t want to let others live in peace!"
The fat man felt his heart tighten when he heard this, knowing that the gangsters the old lady was talking about were most likely Siler and his party.
"Hey! Could it be that Xixi has also started to play tricks in the east and attack the west? She sent some people to kill Jeffrey all the way, but she led people to enter Ruhr from Ross?" He thought to himself.
"Oh, I'm sorry, young man, this one is not for sale!" The old lady suddenly noticed the other portrait in the fat man's hand and reminded her quickly.
"Huh? Why?" The fat man asked curiously. He looked at the avatar in his hand. Apart from the fact that it looked different from the one just now, there was nothing different about it!
"This is the portrait of Yelif, the current head of state of Rus. I bring him out every day just to show him the good deeds he has done! If he hadn't started some rebellion, how could Ulan split away? Why should we be there?
Are you being offended by outsiders here?!" the old lady said angrily, snatching the bronze statue back and banging it on the corner of the stall.