"I finally understand why you have no good feelings for Indians.:3w." Tan Na gently touched Lin Zheng's arm and said in a low voice that only two people could hear. The heroic way of eating in the third brother made Tan Na deeply feel that she had been out of touch with the world for too long. Is it becoming popular to eat back to nature now?

Lin Zheng handed over a look of "You finally understand now?", patted Tan Na's hand gently, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and asked Ragadapati Rajagopas: "Is that true? Mr. Rajagopas really thinks that any food can be eaten with you?"

"Of course!" Ragadapati Rajagopas said proudly: "When you hold it with your hands, this is the essence of Indian food culture."

"Is that true?" Lin Zheng said disapprovingly: "But in my opinion, if you have a kind of food, you must eat it with chopsticks."

This guy... Tan Na bit her lip lightly. At this time, if she didn't know that Lin Zheng was holding her back and was about to deal with her, the Indian would have been with Lin Zheng for so long. She nodded gently and handed over a look of "Be careful, be careful" and said that she had acquiesced to Lin Zheng's small move: Tan Da Witch also said that she could not accept the arrogance of the third brother.

Hearing that Lin Zheng dared to insult India's great food culture, Ragadapati Rajagopas was indeed fooled, and immediately said to Lin Zheng with red eyes: "No! There is no food that cannot be eaten directly with your hands. Mr. Lin, you have insulted our Indian culture, and you must apologize for it!"

"I'm telling the truth, there is a kind of food... I'm not talking about a relatively remote and rare food. It's a kind of food that all Chinese people like, and you have to use chopsticks to eat it." Lin Zheng, who was very embarrassed to give the third brother a try: Do you want to find a reason to say that this kind of food is rare? Sorry, what I'm talking about is something we have eaten. Since it's something that everyone has eaten, it can only be a popular food.

The third brother was indeed deceived. In order to maintain the pride of his food culture in Hindustan, Ragadapati Rajagopas was willing to go out and stumbled on his neck without thinking, saying, "This is impossible! There is no food in this world that you cannot directly grab and eat with your hands!"

"Is that so? Then should we make a bet?"

Ragadapati Rajagopas' eyes rolled around a few times, probably because he felt that he had no chance of losing, so he nodded and said, "Go bet! If you win, I will lose 1,000 to you... No, 100 US dollars; if I win, you must insult the Indian food culture and solemnly apologize to me!"

Listening to the conversation between Lin Zheng and Rajagopati Rajagopas, Liu Hong's heart kept sinking, and he didn't even have to think about it. Just by instinct, he already felt that Lin Zheng had dug a big pit for Rajagopati Rajagopas. Although he hadn't remembered for a moment what food was that he could not grab directly with his hands. But with Lin Zheng's confident expression alone, Liu Hong was sure that Lin Zheng would definitely win. Seeing Rajagopati Rajagopas foolishly jump into the pit that Lin Zheng dug, Liu Hong could not care about a lot? No matter what Rajagopati Rajagopas did, he would be his guest after all. If something went wrong in his hands, he would definitely not be able to take it. Before Lin Zheng could speak, he smiled bitterly: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Rajagopas is drunk too much. Don't mind."

Now I've drunk too much before I can move my first chopsticks? Liu Hong's ability to lie with his eyes open has reached a certain level, but Liu Hong comes from the foreign affairs department at least. Although Lin Zheng disdains this guy's character, he doesn't want to have a quarrel with him because of such a big deal. He nodded and wanted to give Liu Hong a face.

But helpless, things in this world are always unsatisfactory. Before Lin Zheng could speak, Ragadapati Rajagopas's shouting sounded again: "Mr. Liu, I obviously didn't drink, okay...Mr. Lin, do you dare to fight this bet?"

Lin Zheng did not immediately answer Rajagopati Rajagopas' words, but first smiled bitterly and spread his hands at Liu Hong: "Director Liu, it's not that I don't give you face, it's because our Indian friend is too enthusiastic, I can't hold it back." After saying that, before Liu Hong persuaded himself, he smiled at Rajagopati Rajagopas's words: "Mr. Rajagopas, although the conditions you set are a bit unfair to me, but forget it, since it is a bet that I will win, it doesn't matter what the bet is. Get your wallet ready, $100 is mine."

"Okay! I want to see what kind of food is that cannot be grabbed by hand!" Ragadapati Rajagopas shouted loudly, with ten dissatisfied faces on his face and one hundred dissatisfied.

Liu Hong opened his mouth and wanted to say something. He hesitated for a while, but hesitated and did not say it: Forget it, the left and right is only $00... But what kind of food cannot be grabbed directly with his hands?

Lin Zheng called the waiter over and whispered a few times. The waiter nodded and went down quickly. Soon, he brought an honest charcoal copper hot pot. The bottom of the hot pot was boiling, and a strong fragrance filled the air.

Looking at the hot pot served by the waiter and the plates filled with meatballs and vegetables in the other waiter's hand, Liu Hong wanted to slap himself twice: Hot pot, why didn't I expect such a simple thing?

Ragadapati Rajagopas's face changed instantly.

Lin Zheng smiled and threw the sliced ​​mutton slices as thin as cicada wings into the boiling soup pot, and smiled at Ragadapati. Rajagopas said: "Mr. Rajagopas, this is what I said about food that can only be used with chopsticks but not with hands: hot pot, hot pot, the cooking method of food has been in our country for nearly a thousand years. In our country, from south to north, from east to west, hot pot is a kind of food that everyone likes very much... Since you insist on using your hands, please."

Starting to fish in the boiling soup pot? Looking at the hot pot that looked like a boiling spring, Ragadapati Rajagopas's face turned green: Will he become mature after he gets it with one hand?

At this moment, he finally regretted it, but this guy really had a stubborn attitude. He obviously lost, but he was still stubborn and refused to admit defeat.

Looking at the boiling hot pot, Tan Na's eyes were shiny, and she asked Lin Zheng in a low voice: "How did you think of hot pot?"

"This thing is often eaten, what's hard to think about?"

"But why do I think you are deliberately holding it up?" Tan Na blinked. When it comes to who in this world is more familiar with the little bad guy in front of her, I am afraid that her future parents-in-law may not be as good as her.

Lin Zheng touched his nose: "Well, at such a wonderful moment, we should not bother with these trivial things, right?"

"Sure!" After hearing Lin Zheng's words, Tan Na immediately smiled and her eyebrows were bent: "Okay, I support you this time!"

"Um?"

"Hmm what huh? Shouldn't I support you?"

"Should!" Lin Zheng nodded quickly. As for the Ragadapati Rajagopas who had lost $100, they had long been forgotten by the two of them.

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"San'er, how are you doing this? What do you think of your work, what do the leaders of the Civil Affairs Bureau say?" Gu Dacheng asked his son carefully, with the humblest expression on his face with a hint of undetectable hope, and the thick wrinkles on his face were a living dictionary of bitter life for most of his life.

"Dad, the leaders of the Civil Affairs Bureau said that the city's factories are in a downturn now, so..." I didn't want my old father to worry about him, Gu Chun tried hard to squeeze out a smile, "The leaders asked me to go to the city for a while and said that if I have the opportunity, I will give priority to taking care of me."

"Oh..." The light in Gu Dacheng's eyes slowly darkened: I always say this, and I push it to the next time. My son is already 24 years old, but now I don't even have a job. Who is willing to follow the third child without a job? When will this be pushed?

Gu Dacheng is an ordinary farmer in the township below Yueshui District. He has worked hard all his life and has three sons. Now the eldest and second brothers have already started a family and a career, but the third brothers are in trouble.

In order to allow someone at home to get out of the farming family and eat the national treasury grain, Gu Dacheng asked his grandfather to sue his grandmother and let the third son Gu Chun become a soldier. What he wanted was that after Gu Chun recovered in the future, the city would arrange a job for him to eat the national treasury grain, and he would not have to dig food from the soil for the rest of his life.

The third brother was smart since he was a child, and he was a soldier who only graduated from high school. In Gu Dacheng's opinion, with the third brother's cleverness, he might be able to know a leader in the army, go to a military academy or something, and then he would be an officer. As long as he became an officer, whether he stayed in the army or came back, his iron job would be considered stable. But the reality was just like this. Gu Dacheng was jokingly with Gu Chun. Gu Chun had not been admitted to the military academy and was not appreciated by the leaders. After working for a few years, the conscript soldier had to take off his military uniform and retire.

Just retire. Gu Dacheng didn't think there was anything wrong with retirement. Although he was retired, wouldn't the government have to arrange jobs for retired soldiers? And right in the city, the children are by my side and I feel at ease.

But the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. For the third brother's job, I don't know how many gifts I gave or how many people I found. It has been two years since I was discharged from the army, but the third brother's job has not been settled. Looking at the smiling face that was squeezed out from his son's face, Gu Dacheng nodded hard: "Okay, okay, let's wait..."

What can he say?

"Last brother, third brother," Gu Dacheng said before he finished speaking, his second son's happy voice rang outside the yard: "Good news, good news..." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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