Zhuge strongly suggested: "Teacher Hu, why don't we tell them not to come tomorrow."
"I told them not to come, but they didn't understand." Hu Yifei wasn't completely complaining: "Besides, they are both very nice people, with good tempers and fast work. They can help you smash a door in minutes.
, and I sealed a window for you, and I don’t know what to tell them.”
Hu Yifei looked at Zhang Wei: "Zhang Wei, aren't you learning Cantonese? Why don't you try it."
"Why is Cantonese the same as Fudong?"
Zhang Wei put down the Cantonese book in his hand and said confidently: "But it doesn't matter. I am a lawyer and communication is my strong point. I can resolve labor disputes such as resolving workers' disputes with just a few looks and expressions."
Zhuge Dali was also thinking of a way: "How about I learn Fudong language, which can also come in handy."
"Okay." Tang Zhan looked over and over, but there was no good solution. In fact, when he was watching the TV series, he had an idea, but he didn't know if it would work: "Why do you have to communicate?"
"How can we communicate if we don't communicate?" Hu Yifei was helpless: "If we don't communicate, how can we let them break down the wall?"
Zhuge Dali didn't understand either: "Teacher Hu is right. If you want to command them, you must communicate."
Tang Zhan shook his head: "Qin Shihuang's cars have been on the same track, and his books have been written on the same text for thousands of years. The dialect may not be understood, but the writing should be understood, right?"
"Our country started nine-year compulsory education in 1986. There should be very few illiterates, right?"
"Even if you haven't gone to school, you should know a few words, right?"
this moment.
Everyone suddenly realized.
Why do they keep thinking about how to communicate verbally?
Since language cannot communicate.
It’s completely possible to communicate through text!
Hu Yifei found that she had finally found a solution: "Give Tang Zhanji a try, wait until I finish them off, and come back and praise you."
"Let's go together." Tang Zhan also wanted to meet the two wall knockers for a while.
Arrive at Hu Yifei’s new house.
After entering.
I saw people.
One is very fat and wears red overalls, and the other is very thin and wears green overalls.
The two of them never left.
Like waiting for the next instruction.
Hu Yifei had a headache when she saw the two people: "It's just the two of them."
Then he looked at Zhuge Dali.
Tang Zhan also nodded to her.
Zhuge Dali wrote in his notebook: 'You knocked on the wrong wall.'
Walk up to the two workers.
The next second.
The two people looked at each other and didn't know what they were saying in Fudong dialect.
Hu Yifei was confused: "Tang Zhan, don't they understand Chinese characters?"
"Probably, it's impossible."
Tang Zhan was unsure.
Because these two wall knockers are so weird.
After the exchange, they shook their heads and stood there without moving.
Zhuge Dali tried a few more times and shook his head helplessly.
The two workers gave them a thumbs-up sign.
"Kara chicken fat."
“Kara Chicken Sow.”
Hu Yifei completely collapsed: "I can't understand Mandarin, and I can't read Chinese characters. Tang Zhan, is there anything else you can do?"
After learning that the two wall knockers couldn't even read Chinese characters.
Tang Zhan actually had no choice.
Zhuge Dali saw that Tang Zhan had a headache: "How about I go back and learn Fudong dialect?"
"No need to learn, I have a solution."
Tang Zhan was really devastated after he couldn't use Chinese characters.
When Zhuge Dali said the three words "Fudong dialect".
Suddenly an idea occurred to me.
Kara chicken is fat, Kara chicken is sizzling.
These two sentences mean.
I knock on the wall well, I knock on the wall fast.