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Hypocrisy! From now on, Shi Tian's culinary delights will likely be a thing of the past. This is simply unbearable for him!
Tomorrow morning? What time? Let's head out early so we can have breakfast together when we return! I am really looking forward to your Chinese breakfast; it must be unforgettable! We can't just throw away the trash; we need to make sure breakfast is arranged.
If Old Mo doesn't take advantage of this opportunity, Shi Tian would start to suspect he’s become a Dutchman. The Dutchman is notoriously frugal, opting to ride a bike instead of driving, choosing to pitch a tent rather than stay in a hotel, and always hunting for the cheapest places to stay while traveling.
Let’s set the time for the morning—pick up some trash for an hour, and I’ll treat you to Chinese breakfast at seven. I’ll come knock on your door! Hiring Old Mo to help collect trash just for a meal sounds reasonable; I can manage that expense.
As dusk fell, they packed up their things. Shi Tian was still stuffing items into the trunk while Old Mo had already rushed to the driver's seat.
He had already stated upon their arrival that he would drive back. Shi Tian was too scared to sit in the passenger seat because Old Mo tended to drift towards the edge of the road while driving, which was a bit alarming.
"Hey, turn on the air conditioning, play some music, and activate the seat massage," Old Mo said. Shi Tian was taken aback; this guy could speak Chinese! He had heard all of Shi Tian's complaints from earlier that afternoon!
No wonder he didn’t seem like a Dutchman anymore; it turned out he had been studying domestically! Once he learns Swahili, he might pretend not to know it either, just to eavesdrop on their bold conspiracies right in front of him. That could be quite amusing!
A plate of pickled fish, stir-fried lamb, Fish-Flavored Eggplant, and Tiger Skin Green Pepper—given the conditions here, managing to gather four dishes would be impressive.
Seeing Old Mo go for the two bottles of red wine delivered at noon, Shi Tian quickly reached out to stop him. That wine could fetch a good price; he couldn’t let Old Mo drink it!
"Old Mo, we don’t drink red wine with Chinese cuisine. Today we’re having white wine—Guotou! I brought this all the way from China!" He quickly shoved two bottles of Guotou into Old Mo's hands and urged him toward the dining table.
"Brought from China? Isn’t it available at China Super? It’s not expensive! Why bring it all the way from China? Is it cheaper there?" As soon as Old Mo opened his mouth, Shi Tian knew this old man was up to something.
"Old Mo, how many years have you lived in China? You’ve got its social customs figured out pretty well!" Shi Tian forced a smile; this old man was anything but simple!
Besides, if there had been a China Super label on those bottles, Old Mo would have definitely pointed it out and exposed him.
There’s an old saying in China: A feather sent from a thousand miles away carries deep feelings despite its lightness. It’s been thousands of miles from China to here! Isn’t that sentiment heavy enough? Just a few days ago, when one of my friends in China wanted some wine, I couldn’t bear to give it to him. Don’t you think I’m being generous?
If you treat me to more Chinese cuisine, that would show even more goodwill! With the bottle cap popped open, he plopped down in a chair and poured a glass for Shi Tian as well as himself. Before they started eating, they each took a shot—one or two glasses of white liquor downed without turning red or skipping a beat. This guy seemed tougher than A Heng!
"Do you have an extra fishing rod? I've discovered my love for Taiwanese fishing—can you sell me one?" After three glasses of wine, Shi Tian initially planned to intimidate him but remained unfazed. Old Mo had no choice but to pull out his wallet.
This fishing rod has high-tech features and costs more than an ordinary one—1,000 each! Setting down his glass, Shi Tian began demonstrating the Smart Rod's functions to Old Mo.
This rod is made by a brand from Malaysia and was specially prepared for Old Mo. To get him to spend money, Shi Tian needed to showcase its value first.
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