C153 communication disorder

From Chang'an, they once again entered the capital, and then turned around to the capital. After a day of bumpy travel, they finally arrived at this city that did not seem to be that beautiful on the night of Cairo.

Compared to the capital city of China, the capital Cairo of Egypt lacked the domineering aura that seemed to be able to rule over the world for a long time.

It was different from Hua Xia's humble and proud bones. It was a kind of stooped and white turban that made people feel sad. Yes, the splendor of this place existed in the few world-famous buildings. Other than that, there seemed to be nothing else.

At this time of winter and spring in China, all I could feel were waves of heat waves. I took off my outer coat and walked out of the airport, with Fan Cunlong and Fan Cunhu following right behind me.

In the line to meet the plane, a tall and thin local was holding up a sign, on it were written in awkward Chinese with the words' Zheng Qiqiao 'written in large characters.

"Zheng, over there." Seeing that, Fan Cunhu pointed out to me the inconspicuous signboard amongst the large group of people, I nodded my head as I looked at it.

"See that restaurant over there? Cun Long and I will go over first to eat something, bring him over. " I pointed at the airport restaurant on the left, which was opened by a Chinese. The pretty Chinese wrote three big ink words on the surface of the letter — "Hostel".

The owner of the restaurant was wearing a Chinese style short-sleeved shirt, and the entire restaurant's layout had a bit of the Tang Dynasty's legacy. I sat on the purple-painted elm table with interest as I looked around to see that there were quite a few customers.

"Yo!" "Someone from your hometown has arrived. This is such a rare guest, a rare guest!" The owner of the shop answered in his proper Hakka language, standing at the table and cupping his hands at us.

I cupped my hands in return and said, "Aren't you from the same village as me? The boss is flourishing in this business."

"Hey!" "Just barely, just barely." The owner was practicing his modesty. As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a local waiter ran over. It was a child who looked to be only 13 or 14 years old, not that old.

"Go and tell the kitchen that you're good at making two dishes from this table."

With a smile on his face, the waiter bent down and muttered a few words to us before turning around and running to the kitchen.

"He said that he welcomed us. We're all a group of barbarians from the countryside. It's rare to find someone who understands etiquette." Looking at my puzzled expression, the owner explained to me. Then he said passionately: My surname is Huang and I am called Yi, born in Shantou, Guangdong Province. May I ask where are you two from?

"Old Qin, Chang An. Qiao Qi. This is my little brother. His name is Qiao Long." Come to the Cairo for a tour, and take a look at the pyramids to see the world. " Pausing, I shook my head and said to Huang Zhan: "Aren't you afraid that the people here will hear Boss Huang's words?"

Huang Zhan shook his head in disdain, and said: "There are only a few people here that can understand our Chinese language, how could a bunch of barbarians expect them to be so cultured? Furthermore, even if we retreat ten thousand steps, what can we do even if we hear it? " Huang Zhan's words were filled with pride. However, I think that you have come to the wrong place. Pyramid is a thing with a false reputation. If you see it before you, it's actually just like that. It's just a yellow brick. What's so interesting about it? "If you ask me, compared to our Great Wall, it's like a million miles away."

He secretly shook his head, this was probably the norm in the world. When some people from the developed countries came to China, they would have all sorts of privileges without restraint. But when a Chinese person came to a country that was not even comparable to China, the arrogance on their face was immediately reflected.

The world had always been like this. The strong preyed on the weak, and the strong presided over it.

"Hehe, I still need to see it for myself. Otherwise, I would feel quite regretful." I smiled shyly.

Huang Zhan nodded and said: "That's true, to be honest, to be unable to see these legendary things outside, they are simply incomparable to our own treasures. "My two friends, then you should eat first. It's not easy to meet our friend here. I, Old Yellow, will treat you to this meal." As he said that, the waiter walked over from the back of the kitchen. In his hand was a covered pot of soup. It was unknown what was new inside.

Towards Huang Zhan's words, I wasn't polite at all, I cupped my hands and said: "Then thank you, Boss Huang."

"Hey! "What are you thanking me for? It's what I should do!" A little girl dressed in beautiful clothes called out to Huang Zhan, who left in a hurry. Looking at her face that looked 70% similar to Huang Zhan's, she should be his daughter.

Not long after, Fan Cunhu walked in from outside. He was holding the tall, thin native with my tag in his hand, and he had brought him here almost in a semi-forced way. The tall and skinny man with a white scarf on his head was talking about something when Fan Cunhu glared at him. He immediately shut his mouth in fear.

It looks like he had suffered at Fan Cunhu's hands earlier, so he didn't dare be rash now.

"Zheng, this person doesn't understand my words at all. I told him to come over, but he just ignored me and came over." Fan Cunhu scratched his head and laughed.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry as I looked at the person in Fan Cunhu's hand. The words on the sign had already turned blank, obviously the words had already been forcefully wiped out by Fan Cunhu.

Waving my hand to ask Fan Cunhu to let go of this Arab man, I looked at his skinny body and revealed a smile that I thought was friendly.

"Ava!" "Uraulla!" He pointed at me, then pointed at Fan Cunhu. From his expression, I could roughly guess that he was questioning me.

The customers sitting near us all cast a surprised look at us. I smiled apologetically at the surroundings and lightly patted the Arab man on the shoulder to signal him to be patient.

He looked at me quizzically and his voice trailed off, but he kept mumbling.

I glared at Fan Cunhu again, not knowing what this fellow had just done to him.

Noticing my gaze, Fan Cunhu immediately laughed foolishly, and said: "I didn't do anything to him either, I told him that Zheng, just let him come with me here, he wouldn't leave alive and spoke a bunch of incomprehensible bird language, then I pulled his arm out of its socket, and just put it away at the door."

I looked at Fan Cunlong. I could do nothing about these two brothers, they had formed a unique world view in the mountains that could be solved with violence — which was actually quite practical.

There is always a group of people in this world who do not cooperate. For example, the person before him should be able to get close to that kind of person.

I pointed to the blank sign in the lanky man's hand, pointed to me, and nodded. I wanted to tell him that I was the one he was looking for.

The lanky man didn't budge, so I repeated what I had done, pointed to the sign, pointed to me, and nodded. He looked at me unmoved.

How could this person's comprehension ability be so poor! I thought to myself, no wonder this place is so backward, with such a place like the top eight wonders of the world, it seems like this is really an old saying, intelligence is damaged.

Thus, I adopted the patient attitude of a kindergarten teacher teaching a child. I pointed at me, pointed at the sign, and nodded my head.

He didn't move, and with a kind smile, I made several gestures to let him know what I meant, but in the end, after trying for a long time, the tall, thin man actually wanted to turn around and leave.

How could this work!?

How could this be possible!?

This was definitely out of the question!

"Cun Hu, make him sit down and talk!" I called out to Fan Cunhu., who was standing beside the skinny tall man the entire time had his hands on the tall man's shoulders, and with a little bit of force, forced the tall man to sit down.

"Wu La!" The man waved his hand angrily, and I frowned as I looked at him. Fan Cunhu immediately understood and used a small knife to slice off the fruit on the man's neck.

The man immediately shut up. His eyes were filled with fear as he felt the sharp little blade on his neck. I looked at Fan Cunhu in astonishment. I didn't know how Fan Cunhu managed to pass the airport security with a small knife in his hand.

Thinking about it, I looked at Fan Cunlong, even Fan Cunhu can bring out a blade, what can Fan Cunlong bring out?

However, Fan Cunlong waved his hands at me with a wry smile, and said: "The bow is too big, there's no way to carry it."

I nodded in understanding before shifting my gaze to the tall and thin man who was' kidnapped 'by Fan Cunhu. There was a height, his body wasn't strong at all.

I gave him a quiet gesture, and when I looked at him inquiringly, he nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice.

I heaved a sigh of relief. At least he could understand this international gesture. Otherwise, I really wanted to find a brick and smash this low-IQ guy to death. However, this Wang Xu is really good. It's one thing if he doesn't personally come to pick me up, but at least this Chinese speaker came. What's wrong with finding a local Arab?

So I put on my amiable expression again, and with that kind of spring smile that melted the winter ice, I looked at the tall thin man in front of me, pointed at the blank sign, pointed at me, and nodded.

"Zheng, I'm afraid this won't do, he doesn't even know what you're talking about." Fan Cunlong looked at it for a long time, then helplessly scratched his head and said.

I asked him, "Then what do you think we should do?"

Fan Cunlong said: "Didn't Cun Hu erase the person's name on their plate just now? You write it down for him and then point to the name and say it's you. "

"Hey!" This is a good idea. Let's try it out. " He praised Fan Cunlong as he glanced at him.