C308 Mysterious Small Flasks

"Suitable! Captain, this is also my first time coming to the Mission Area. Slowly, I realized that many foreigners don't understand China.

We have our own way of thinking. I think that most of the time, we need to open a window for them and let them know that we have done a good job.

We can even do better than them. "

As if there was no one else around, Xiao Qiangbing spoke as if he was enlightened. He didn't care if Guofeng was listening or not as he continued to speak with a sad face:

"Just like me, I have endured so much pressure and have done a lot of work. It is not that I am not likable. "

These words made Guofeng angry. He really wanted to go up and give him a few slaps, but he only glanced at him. He simply could not do it.

Xiao Qiangbing's entire body was wet, giving off the unique smell of high-intensity exercise.

On the stage, Fatty Liu was standing behind a big iron plate, skillfully fiddling with a shovel, a clip, and so on. He was preparing to roast something.

There were two waiters standing behind this fellow. Both of them were used to it. He muttered in a low voice, "The things in the bag are still warm, right?"

"Ah, the weather is hot in this place. It's warm and scalding. "

A yellow-haired waiter opened and closed his mouth, telling him in a low voice.

The things in the bag they were talking about. . . They were made in the restaurant. They were made in the house. Later, they would find an opportunity to put it on the iron plate, even if it was made by the iron plate.

"Fatty bro. . . " Another one of them took the initiative to call out to him.

"Call me boss, or President Liu of the Food and Beverage Association. . . " Fatty Liu corrected him without batting an eyelid.

When he came, he was more careful. He brought all the tofu dregs and noodles used to make tofu. There was also half a box of his godfather's chili sauce. It meant that if there was a need, he would take the opportunity to sell some. When Fatty Liu heard that he still wanted to sell goods in this place, he gently moved the stainless steel shovel, indicating that he wanted to whip him.

"Hurry up and tell them that these few places on the stage are more popular in China. Later, we will take a photo here. That, that country's emperor will stand here. Oh, right, Ginkou, can you read the words' Great Wall Hotel '? "

Fatty Liu was very concerned about this matter.

"Fatty, ah, boss, it was written' restaurant 'in the beginning. . . " Fang Jizi leaned his body forward slightly and said vaguely.

Fortunately, before he could finish, Blondie interrupted anxiously, "President, President, I changed it later. I drew hard on it and called it a hotel. I even wrote a few '1' at the back of the hotel!"

Fatty's mouth was full of '1'! He listened with a very satisfied expression, as if he was very satisfied. After a long while, he realized that it was not "1. " He hurriedly said in a more serious tone, "Listen up. Your harmonious employee quality has increased. Is that 1?

It's an exclamation mark! "

He was looking forward to going on stage because Principal Fang Yitong of the Kong Meng Cultural School was showing off the traditional culture of China in front of the chairman's desk.

Fang Yitong had saved Hossein's life in the field of medicine, so she was naturally treated with great hospitality.

However, she was here to exchange culture. Fang Yitong and her two assistants were dressed in traditional qipao. Their hair was tied up and their arms were exposed. Their emerald green clothes were adorned with slender plum blossoms. They walked among the crowd like lotus leaves in a spring pond. They were beautiful, delicate, and tall. . .

China's culture had a long history. After all, Hussein had been to China. When he first saw Fang Yitong, he first greeted her and then asked her what she wanted to show.

They could demonstrate Tai Chi, Ba Gua Zhang, and the fashion show. The effects were not bad. However, Fang Yi Tong could tell that these officials and @ employees were all heavyweights. Watching those things required a certain level of emotion. Just now, there was a gunfight outside. If they were to perform for them now, the effects would not be good.

They were not petty people, so they were able to adjust the ladies and mistresses. Therefore, she decided to say something more practical.

"Elders @ officials, gentlemen, I am Fang Yitong, a Chinaman, I like our traditional culture. . .

After arriving here, I discovered that Helis has a beautiful environment, simple folk customs, but three sides of the sea, the air is humid.

There are many people who are sick. Today, I have brought a more practical health culture to everyone. Assistant, please demonstrate. . . "

Fang Yitong stood in front of the crowd. She had a radiant smile on her face and she spoke with great enthusiasm.

She was the assistant of a bobhead. She had a pretty face and had already found a rather familiar person in front of her.

This fellow's appearance was a little ugly. He had a big nose and sat there with his legs bent. From the looks of it, he looked like he was standing normally. He could put a football in between his two @ @ legs' @ and then look at his palm. It was a serious malformation that came out of his fingers. . .

Fang Yitong and the assistant could tell that this person's joints were definitely not good and he had serious rheumatism, so they chose him for the experiment.

The assistant asked him to take off his shirt, but he was shocked when he saw it. This guy had many knife wounds on his back and the side of the wound was swollen. It was obvious that he had been stabbed and shot many times.

"This is the famous fire jar technology in China. It can get rid of the cold in the body and reduce the pain. After it's done, the assistant said.

It's. . . " The assistant explained patiently.

That guy seemed to have entered into a wonderful enjoyment and asked blankly, "Is it the feeling of floating, drifting, and immortal? Wow, I'm afraid of injections. Sometimes, I go for infusion. The patient beside me has been pricked. I shouted it out. "

He really met a suitable patient.

The assistant fiddled with a first-class large and small jar. She used a pair of forceps to raise the alcohol cotton and gently lit the fire. The flame slowly swayed in the jar and the blue flame quickly burned away the air inside. It looked very mysterious and mysterious.

The surrounding people had seen the world, but they had never seen this kind of medical skill.

Under the surprised gazes, the assistant's technique was light and skillful. In an instant, it was pressed on the back of the person. The place where the person was immediately pulled up was bulging. It was so painful that he grimaced in pain and cried out. "Oh, oh, oh, oh. "

On the other side, Fang Yitong was fiddling with a box of artemisia sticks. She was about to find a few people to test it out on. When she heard that something had happened, she immediately looked up and saw that many people around the patient were dumbfounded. Many people in the distance stood up and their eyes were filled with doubt as they started to discuss.

"What kind of physique do they have? The people in China have used this thing for many years. It can't be that their physiques are different.

It can't be used. " As she thought about it in her heart, a trace of shyness appeared on her originally confident face. She kept blaming her for being hasty. She should find someone to test it out.

"Sir, if you feel unwell, I will take it off for you right now. . . "

Fang Yitong pretended to be brave as she walked over and spoke in a friendly manner.

Even though she was not confident anymore. . . As a woman who dreamed of spreading China's culture, she was prepared to face the storm.