Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 1550 Not the scenery of Lussel

This city belongs to the intermediate buffer zone in Bilishi, which in layman's terms is a place of mixed mud.

The northern and southern parts of this country are life and death enemies. If they don’t make do with each other, everyone will be safe. If they make do with each other, they will see each other when they are rich.So this country needs a buffer and a place to muddy, and that's how Lussel supposedly came about.

Wan Feng explained it in this way.

Not half the city of Lucerne is French and the other half is Holland, which provides strong evidence for his argument.

"Where did you get so many strange views? Isn't the West democratic and free?" Wan Shouwu asked puzzled.

Wan Feng chuckled: "Ask Mr. Mi! He has lived in the western world, and he knows what the western stuff is all about."

"It's okay, I don't feel anything strange."

It is also true that Western countries are generally relatively rich now, and all contradictions are covered under this prosperity. When their living standards begin to decline, these contradictions will become prominent.

At that time, all illusions will dissipate like floating clouds, and all ugliness will be exposed in broad daylight.

This time, all the elites from Huaguo's industry came here, and the Huaguo embassy arranged suitable accommodation for them.

But because they are self-organized, of course the expenses have to be borne by themselves. Huaguo is still very poor, and the embassy has no extra expenses.

This hotel is not too far from the embassy, ​​not luxurious but very quiet.

Wan Feng went to sleep after arriving at the hotel. There was a six or seven hour jet lag between here and Huaguo, so even a night's sleep was considered jet lagged.

The staff of the embassy are very caring, and have prepared some materials of the expo for the visiting group in advance.

Many people in the visiting group could speak English, probably only Wan Feng, Han Guang's family and a few others could not.

These free translators translated one by one for people who don't understand English, and Wan Feng also understood a lot.

According to the host, the scale of this expo is the largest ever, with hundreds of manufacturers from dozens of countries participating.

According to the introduction, there is no bragging in this statement. Almost all the most famous Western semiconductor manufacturers participated in the exhibition.

The eagle country of the United States, the developed country, the stupid cold country, the Italian country, the Helan's Bilishi's...

Intel, AMD, IBM, Toshiba, Panasonic, Philips, Siemens…

The familiar names are like a bright moon in the sky.

During the free period before the opening of the expo, Wan Feng also followed the sightseeing group to browse the cityscape of Brussels.

The most famous place in Lucerne is the Grand Place.

Arriving at the Grand Square in Brussels is like entering the Middle Ages. There are buildings in the style of the Roman Colosseum everywhere, and there are various strange reliefs on the buildings.

There are many people sitting on the floor tiles of the square, and there are ancient carriages walking on the square.

But at the same time, it also has a modern atmosphere, such as vendors selling various small commodities, and Jianghu entertainers playing violin in the square.

It seems to have a leisurely, soothing and romantic atmosphere.

But Wan Feng was not used to staying here, the roofs with spikes gave him a chilling feeling, and the semi-new classical buildings around the square were depressing.

Anyway, he didn't feel any sense of beauty. Compared with Huaguo's extensive and profound history, everything here gave him a false feeling like gold-plated plastic.

The only place where he stopped for a long time was an artist playing the violin.

This is a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a sloppy suit. Standing in a corner of the square, there is a piano case in front of him, his head bowed, and he is playing the piano by himself.

His long hair covered his face, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

The reason why Wan Feng stopped here was not because he had any research on his music. He didn't know anything about the violin and didn't like it very much.

He stopped mainly to see if anyone had given money. There were a few bills in the piano case, and Wan Feng suspected that they were the artist's own property.

I didn't see anyone throwing a piece of money into the piano box for a long time.

Wan Feng quickly felt sorry and threw two yuan into the piano box.

I thought that the artist whose face was covered by his hair couldn't see it at all, but who knew that this guy stopped playing the violin the first time to express his gratitude to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng felt that his language was French or Helan, not English anyway.

"The tune you play is at the same level as my neighbor's. He is also an artist and has played cotton all his life."

Wan Feng said something like this with his thumb up in his right hand, and Han Guang's family was annoyed and funny when they heard it.

"You're bluffing with staring eyes."

"Anyway, he can't understand Chinese. I just greet his ancestors. Maybe he will thank me."

"Thank you." The raunchy artist really thanked.

"What do you think!" Wan Feng said triumphantly.

Wanfeng doesn't know other English, but he still knows a few words, such as OK, Shet, Falk, etc. He also understands the phrase thank you.

Han Guang's family is speechless, do you take advantage of this?
In addition to the Grand Place, another must-see for those who have been to Brussels is the kid who can pee.

People can't pee well, if they don't know how to pee, they won't be suffocated to death!
Everyone can pee, but there is no one who can piss out his thoughts and height like this kid.

The history here says that the kid pissed off the bomb that was going to blow up City Hall.

listen!Look at the level and height of the pee.

Every time I hear this bridge, Wanfeng feels a burst of haha.

It's okay for you to make a child pee Wanfeng, but making up such a story is not looking down on people's IQ.

A child who doesn't know if he has any memory, saw the fuze of the bomb on the smoke, urinated and extinguished it!

Wan Feng didn't know whether others believed it or not, but he didn't believe it anyway.

Don't make trouble!

At that time, the fuse appeared.

Wan Feng put a fuse into a can and lit it and threw it into the river to fry the fish. The can and bottle sank to the bottom of the river and the fuse was still alive. How could you, a little boy, urinate and extinguish it?
Even if the fuse can be extinguished, how can you pee so accurately when you are a child who walks wildly?You'll look good if you don't pee on your feet.

Assuming that there was such a dynamite pack with a smoking fuse in front of Wan Feng... He probably ran away with his pants in his hands.

What is nonsense?This is!

Besides, as for the cathedrals and other scenic spots, Wan Feng didn't even go in.

He has no interest in the Western religion that fools people and fools ghosts.

The others were walking around with great interest, but Wan Feng was yawning profusely.

It was so easy to fool this day, and the next day Wan Feng said nothing and didn't go out again.

If you have that time, you might as well sleep in a hotel.

(End of this chapter)