Text] Chapter 320: Bad habits in foreign countries

? As the saying goes, a thin camel is bigger than a horse. Although I am hungry and tired, the poor Indians naturally cannot catch up with me after I picked up the Fengxing Jue. Therefore, I easily got rid of those guys who shouted and yelled and picked up the slaughter.

Sitting to the top of the tree, I looked at the Indian San who was having supper at the foot of the mountain, and I was filled with anger. My dignified Master Ziyang Master Dingfeng was actually chased by such a group of mobs. I really couldn't swallow this tone. To put it another way, I was an army officer, and being chased by Indian poor people would also be insulting the national health.

But soon the reason for my anger changed. I no longer thought about embarrassing the country or losing people to Ziyangguan. I was thinking about why the old man took my money but didn't give me food. It was natural to use people's money to eliminate disasters. This old thing is nothing.

I reached out and grabbed a leaf and put it in my mouth, looking at the people at the foot of the mountain. All I thought about was what they were eating. Judging from the fact that they didn’t use chopsticks, it was probably meat. When I thought about the meat, I felt even hungry. Later, I simply turned my head and stopped looking. When I was in the village, I had already found that they were planting soil. The harvest period for potatoes was summer. Now there should be large tubers. I will go to steal it until the evening.

After dinner, Ah San got into the shack and stopped moving. He waited patiently for more than an hour before he quietly left the hiding tree and went to the foot of the mountain. Before he could get close to the shack, he heard the humming of women one after another. No matter what the shack was doing, I frowned. There were children in every shack here. Why did these women scream so loudly? They were gurgling like to the toads in the pond after the rain, and the sounds were louder than the other, and it was like a singing competition.

I didn't know the truth at the time, and I was still wondering whether they had a strong capital or had used their own magic oil. Later I realized that the skills of the Sans were actually ordinary, with an average time of only ten minutes, far lower than the international average of fifteen minutes. As for women calling, it was just a rural custom of theirs. The louder the woman screamed, the more powerful the man was, and the face of the man would be polite. If any woman didn't call, she would be beaten the next day.

Of course, I wouldn't lie outside the shack and listen to the corner of the wall. I reached out and grabbed the trunk outside the shack and ran to their fields and digged. As I expected, the potatoes were basically ripe. I took off my coat and wrapped a lot, and threw the trunk away and ran back to the mountain to pick up dead branches and lighted the bonfire.

Naturally, potatoes are not roasted with fire, they can only be buried under the soil to make fire from above. The method is similar to beggar chicken. The advantage of this method is that the potatoes will not burn, and the disadvantage is that they will be cooked for a long time. I stayed on the fire for a long time and guessed that it was almost done when I opened the fire to eat potatoes. After eating hot food again, I was so excited that I shook myself. No wonder the country advocated the construction of material civilization first, because when I was hungry, no one was in the mood to explore justice and morality and study poetry and songs.

After eating, my ideological awareness immediately improved a lot. After putting the stewed but unfinished potatoes in my pocket, I wanted to avenge the country and avenge myself. But after thinking about it, I would like to forget it. First, these people are poor and life is very difficult. I, a soldier, have no need to experience them. Second, I will go over to steal potatoes in the next few days, and I am afraid that they will gain something in advance if I force them.

Thinking of picking up branches again, burning the bonfire, I felt my strength when I had food in my stomach, and I pinched my Qi-gathering finger tips and lie down and rested. I now have red aura, and I was very alert when I was sleeping, and I was not afraid that they would come to attack me.

With the light of fire, the mosquitoes naturally would not come to attack me, so I slept until dawn. I woke up the next morning and looked at the village below. It was revealed that the three of them were watching the potatoes that were destroyed by me in the fields, shouting loudly, and they also pointed at the mountain from time to time. It seemed that they knew that their potatoes were destroyed by me.

I saw it and laughed in my eyes. I didn't eat toast and punished me. I used my money to buy you and you chased me. Then I could only steal. After laughing, I quietly got up and walked around the village to the stream next to the village to drink water. When I was about to leave, I found something that made me very disgusted. After the San below the stream, I wiped away the filth with my fingers and cleaned it slightly in the stream. But last night they obviously grabbed the food with their hands. Fortunately, the location of their water was located and above the village, otherwise they would have really disgusted them. No wonder India is prone to plague. It turns out that it is so unhygienic, and there are not many leaves without paper.

In the next few days, I kept lurking around the slums and gradually figured out why they planted so many potatoes, because potatoes are the staple food of the poor. As for rice and flour, they rarely have these two fine grains in their diet. In addition, they don’t use the hand that wipes the butt to pickle. The hand that wipes the butt is the left hand, while the right hand is the right hand.

In addition, I also discovered a strange phenomenon, that is, when they were working in the fields, there was a woman in her twenties. Unlike other women, this woman did not have a scarf, and the breath on her head showed that she was a woman. Not only did the men scold her when she was working, but they even gave her little food when she was eating, but they also kept her away from the crowd and ate alone. It seemed that this woman had committed crimes and caused trouble, otherwise she should not have treated her like this.

As for stealing potatoes every night, the three and the others were naturally very angry. They organized personnel to keep their passports all night long at night, and went up the mountain to search in vain during the day. They were furious and furious, but they couldn't do anything to me. I was very happy in my eyes. Who told you to chase me with your head? If it weren't for you, there were women and children, I would have digged them all for you and not leave any seeds.

After seven days, my breath has returned to the deep blue spiritual energy. I focused my mind and felt that according to the current trend, I could recover my purple energy before noon tomorrow and flowed into the air again. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel very happy. After tonight, the uncle will do the serious business and will not play with you, the three.

He smiled and walked out of his hiding place and walked to the bottom of the mountain again. Just as before, when Ah San saw me coming, he jumped out of his hiding place, holding a torch to chase him, while I used the Fengxing Art to lead them to run around and wait for an opportunity to dig.

"By bye!" I turned around and laughed with the potato in my arms.

Bye bye is a saying that the whole world understands. Of course, the three and the others know what it means, and they can even hear the ridicule hidden in my words, so they shouted and chased each other.

Just when I was very proud, I suddenly felt a severe pain coming from my left leg. When I looked down, I couldn't help but get angry.

"You dare to put a clip for me..."
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