Unlimited wastelander

Chapter 114 The Collision of Chinese and Western Cultures
In the afternoon, Brother Wu asked someone to send a letter to invite Uncle Jiu to a restaurant for a banquet. Naturally, Uncle Jiu would not be afraid of him, and went to the restaurant with three apprentices. When he arrived at the restaurant, Uncle Jiu stopped suddenly when he reached the stairs on the second floor. He stopped, shook his head, and said: "Let's go." Without hesitation, he turned his head and went downstairs.

Ah Xing didn't understand, so he asked softly: "Master, there is free food, why do you have to leave!"

Xiaoyue then asked: "Yes, yes! They are already here, why don't you go up? Are you afraid of him!"

"Who's afraid of him?" Uncle Jiu raised his head and said disdainfully, then turned around and said again, "Go back."

Xiao Peng grabbed Uncle Jiu and asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

Then Uncle Jiu pointed upstairs with his thumb, and said, "Didn't you see that foreign celestial master? He put on his posture and put on his robe. See what I look like? Go back!"

Xiao Peng was stunned, and hurriedly grabbed Uncle Jiu who was about to open the way, and explained: "Don't worry, Master, it's not what you think. Catholic monks are the same as Buddhist monks. They all wear uniforms. The monks' uniforms are similar to those of monks. They are all ordinary clothes, they wear them all year round, so there is no need for us to wear Taoist robes, it will look weird instead."

"Oh? Is that so?" Uncle Jiu glanced at Xiao Peng and confirmed.

Xiao Peng nodded affirmatively, and said: "Absolutely, we don't need to be too formal at all, just casual."

"Okay! Dapeng, you have seen the world, I believe you, then let's go!" Uncle Jiu was finally persuaded by Xiao Peng, and he didn't come here just like in the movie. made a joke.

"Uncle Jiu is here." The guy on the second floor immediately sang in harmony when he saw Uncle Jiu and others coming upstairs.

Everyone present got up, David greeted him enthusiastically, and led Uncle Jiu and his party to sit down on their seats. Uncle Jiu's seat was naturally next to Cultivator Wu's! "Uncle Nine, Brother Dapeng, welcome, come, come, come, please sit down, everyone."

At this time, besides David, Annie, and Boss Li, there were three other middle-aged men and two middle-aged women with heavy makeup on the table.

After everyone sat down, David went on to say: "My father asked me to arrange for the two elders to have a simple meal. He wanted the two of you to get to know each other. It doesn't really matter whether the church reopens or not. Teach, I believe that all the virtuous elders here mean this, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." As soon as David finished speaking, everyone at the table nodded in agreement.

Hearing David's words "worthy elders", Uncle Jiu sneered slightly, and said, "It's pretty good! All the respectable people are here."

Seeing that Uncle Jiu looked at the people at the table with a hostile expression, David hurriedly said hello, "Come on, let's chat while eating, chat while eating, use it, use it!"

The very famous Beijing Roast Duck was placed on the table at this time, but Cultivator Wu was a little confused, holding a chopstick in each hand, looking around blankly, at a loss.Xiao Peng chuckled and jokingly said, "Father, I'm sorry! We Chinese people use chopsticks to eat, and there are no knives and forks here!"

"..."

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu cast a teasing glance at Cultivator Wu, took the time to pick up a piece of dough, and while orderly dipping vegetables in the sauce, he said, "Actually, Taoism in China, like the roast duck in the capital, has a history of thousands of years. Chinese people eat it well, but foreigners can only look at the duck and sigh."

When Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he also rolled up a piece of roast duck, held it in front of Cultivator Wu, and raised his eyebrows provocatively.

Cultivator Wu felt confident after seeing Uncle Jiu do it once. He smiled slightly, picked up a piece of dough with one chopstick and put it in the bowl, and inserted a piece of roast duck with the other chopstick. Follow the process that Uncle Jiu did just now. After reading it again, he said: "The advantage of Chinese religion is to persuade people to be good, but the disadvantage is to lead people to superstition. In fact, belief is like eating roast duck. As long as you can eat it, how to eat it...isn't a problem. .”

What Brother Wu means is that since they are all persuading people to be good, it doesn't matter what sect they believe in or what doctrine they use.

After Cultivator Wu finished speaking, he rolled up the prepared roast duck with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth.

David next to him cheered and said, "I didn't expect father to know how to eat roast duck so well."

"Hehe...uh...cough cough cough..." Cultivator Wu smiled slightly, and wanted to be polite, but who knew that when he opened his mouth, he was choked by the roast duck in his mouth.

When Uncle Jiu saw this, he smiled gloatingly, "Facts have proved that I offended the Patriarch, and I will choke you to death."

Cultivator Wu was taken aback when he heard the words, then turned his head and asked David, "What is Patriarch?"

After thinking for a while, David said, "Patriarch...that's grandfather."

"Oh..." Cultivator Wu was stunned, turned back to Uncle Jiu, and said, "It turns out that your grandfather is still alive. Greet him for me."

Uncle Jiu said with a serious face: "Okay, I greet your mother."

Cultivator Wu smiled happily when he heard the words: "Thank you! Thank you! I toast you." After speaking, he raised his glass to Uncle Jiu. He thought that Uncle Jiu was really greeting his mother!

"Puff...cough cough cough..." Xiao Peng was the second one to choke. Hearing this weird conversation, he couldn't help it. Xiaoyue and A Xing who were standing behind them also couldn't help laughing. expression.

"Eat slowly, no one will grab you." Uncle Jiu turned his head and glanced at Xiao Peng with a half-smile, but seeing the corners of his mouth twitching, he was obviously amused by Cultivator Wu's reaction.

"Come on, let's have a drink, come..." David called the others at the table to drink together at the right time.

Uncle Jiu took a sip of the wine, and his expression became very strange. Seeing this, Annie hurriedly explained: "This kind of wine! Father brought it from France, and it's called brandy (brandy)."

Xiao Peng drank a glass, put down the glass and said to Uncle Jiu: "This brandy is brewed from grapes and stored in oak barrels. It tastes sour and astringent. It is not suitable for us. I still like to drink the white wine we brew from grain."

Uncle Jiu nodded in satisfaction, and with an expression that won my heart, he called out: "Ah Xing..."

Ah Xing, who was standing behind Uncle Jiu, took a step forward knowingly, and said with a smile: "Hehe, my master and senior brother don't like to drink this kind of wine..." He poured out the remaining brandy in Uncle Jiu's cup from the window After going out, he took out a bottle of liquor produced by Zhaoji Distillery and poured it for Uncle Jiu and Xiao Peng, and then continued: "They like to drink this."

"Uncle Jiu, let's get down to business. I hope that after this meal, everyone will be peaceful." The scene was awkward, and David abruptly changed the subject.

Boss Li also echoed: "Yes, we want to make money with harmony!"

Although Uncle Nine did not like Cultivator Wu, but Boss Li still had to give him some face. He looked at him and said, "I have no objection to making money through harmony, but don't expect me to be in trouble with them."

After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, Cultivator Wu immediately leaned over and asked in confusion, "What do you mean by working in collusion?"

"Don't you really know who they are?" Uncle Jiu asked, looking at Cultivator Wu with burning eyes.

Cultivator Wu heard the words, chuckled, and said, "Of course I know..." After speaking, he motioned to a bald monk standing behind him, "Myson, tell Uncle Jiu."

"Yes, they are..." The bald monk was about to speak, but Uncle Jiu raised his hand and stopped him. Uncle Jiu glanced at everyone present and said, "They either run a smoking den or a brothel, there is no good person at all. "

When Uncle Jiu said this to the few people at the table, their faces were a little uncomfortable, but they didn't dare to express their dissatisfaction openly. They all knew that Uncle Jiu was a Taoist priest in Maoshan. Cursed, they may die inexplicably, for no reason, so they just looked ugly, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

(End of this chapter)