Gao Xiao Leng

Chapter 230 Descendants of the Compiler of Huajian Collection
Wang Dapang drove the express train all night along the provincial highway westward. At dawn, he drove out of the city of Shanghai. This city of Shanghai is really too big, more than a thousand miles deep. Wang Dangpang drove four kilometers. After five hours of express train, we finally left the jurisdiction of Shanghai City.

Outside of Shanghai, the roads are in a mess. Wang Dapang can usually run around the Caohe Industrial Park, but now that he is out of Shanghai, his eyes are naturally smeared.

Originally, Wang Dapang wanted to change Wang Chong, but this was just his wishful thinking. Wang Chong slept late, so now he sleeps relatively dead. If Wang Dapang calls her at the throat, it will not only affect other people Resting will make it appear that he is preoccupied.

But Fatty Wang is really sleepy!
This Fatty Wang is also an honest boy, he dare not call Wang Chong when he is sleepy, but this guy dozes off when he is sleepy, this is really tired driving!
Just when Wang Dapang was driving motion sickness, a heavy truck drove over from the opposite side. It seemed that the two tired cars were about to collide with each other. Unfortunately, Wang Dapang had already fallen asleep. I don't know what to be afraid of.

Gao Xiaoleng woke up suddenly, he decisively grabbed Wang Dapang and threw him into the back seat, then got into the driver's seat, but the big truck on the opposite side was about to hit him crookedly.

Gao Xiaoleng retreated the caravan to the side of the road, and further back into the river.

Gao Xiaoleng opened the window instantly, and threw Wang Dapang's stainless steel teacup over.

Boom!

The side window of the big truck was smashed by the stainless steel teacup, and the driver of the big truck woke up suddenly.

It was a big, rough fat guy, and he yelled furiously as soon as he woke up, but this guy's driving skills were really good, and he stopped abruptly half a meter away from Gao Xiaoleng's RV.

On the one hand, it was because his driving skills were really good, and on the other hand, it was because he was not driving fast at all, it was just wobbly, otherwise the big truck would be finished.

This tall and cold RV has been systematically modified. Let alone a big truck hit it, even if it is run over by a tank, it is useless. This luxury RV can withstand millions of times of rebounding missiles of violent bombardment.

It is estimated that if the big truck hits Gao Xiaoleng's RV, it will have the same result as directly hitting the mountain. Gao Xiaoleng's RV is fine, but the big truck must be destroyed.

Gao Xiaoleng didn't want that kind of result, so he directly woke up the fat driver who was tired from driving with Wang Dapang's stainless steel teacup.

"Mary next door, driving a luxury car is awesome, right? Why did you hit me with a teacup?" The big fat man jumped out of the cab of the big truck angrily.

"Fatty Wang, how much did you pay for that teacup?" Gao Xiaoleng got out of the car politely, and then turned to ask the stunned Fatty Wang.

"It's not expensive, it's more than 1000 yuan!" Wang Dapang understood.

"You heard me, you pay him 1000 yuan now, otherwise you will be beaten." Gao Xiaoleng said with his hands behind his back.

"Hahaha..." The rough truck driver laughed wildly.

clap clap clap...

Wang Chong had already got out of the car, and slapped the big fat man a dozen times.

"Look, if you don't lose money, you can only get beaten." Gao Xiaoleng spread his hands.

"You, why do you beat people?" The big truck driver who had been beaten into a pig's head knelt down and cried loudly.

"Just because you don't have eyes when driving, didn't you see that your big truck has already arrived on our road?" Wang Chong replied wittily.

"Oh! I drank too much last night. So you reminded me with a teacup. I will pay for this teacup." The truck driver seemed to wake up from a dream.

When this guy walked back to the cab to get the money, his legs were still shaking, because he finally realized that he was afraid. If the two cars really collided, it would not be a matter of paying 1000 yuan, it would be a car crash. thing!
After the big fat driver realized his mistake, he sincerely handed over 1000 yuan.

Gao Xiaoleng handed over the money to Fatty Wang and was about to leave.

But the big fat driver who woke up pulled Gao Xiaoleng and refused to let him go. Looking at his excited look, he seemed to be an acquaintance or relative of Gao Xiaoleng.

But Gao Xiaoleng can be sure that he absolutely does not know this big fat man, otherwise Gao Xiaoleng would not be able to forget his special appearance if he saw it.

"You are Gao Xiaoleng, the Asian God of Cooking?" The big fat driver was overjoyed.

"You are?" Gao Xiaoleng was a little confused.

"I'm Zhao Minggang. By the way, you may not be familiar with this name, but you should have heard of the ancestor Zhao Chongzuo." The big fat driver said familiarly.

"You said that your ancestor was Zhao Chongzuo, the editor of "Hua Jian Ji"?" Gao Xiao Leng was a little shocked.

"Sir, you are indeed a god. Many people only know "Hua Jian Ji", but they don't know its editor." Zhao Minggang said a little embarrassed.

"Okay, we still have things to do, let's say goodbye!" Gao Xiaolen chuckled.

"Sir, don't you believe that I'm a descendant of Zhao Chongzuo?" Zhao Minggang said seriously.

"Even if you are Zhao Chongzuo's descendant, we have nothing to do with each other?" Gao Xiaoleng said while looking at the time.

"I know sir's time is precious, but sir, please give me 1 minute, and then I will prove that I am the descendant of Zhao Chongzuo." Zhao Minggang entered the cab again immediately after speaking.

Fortunately, it was just dawn at this time, and there were very few cars on the road. Otherwise, the stalemate between them occupying half of the road would still affect the traffic.

However, Gao Xiaoleng was in a hurry to leave, but Zhao Minggang said that he was a descendant of Zhao Chongzuo. This person obviously had a mental illness such as paranoia, and he could recognize Gao Xiaoleng because Gao Xiaoleng was now a Now that he is a celebrity, it is not very difficult for others to recognize him as an Asian chef.

However, after Gao Xiaoleng saw the yellowed framed paper that Zhao Minggang took out, he never mentioned the matter of leaving again.

Because the yellowed paper that was framed turned out to be one of Wen Tingyun's fifty out of five poems in Volume One of "Hua Jian Ji", and Gao Xiao Leng happened to look at it to see that this paper was at least 1000 years ago something.

Of course, Gao Xiaoleng also thought of Cai Lun, who invented paper. That man was born 700 years earlier than "Hua Jian Ji".

Gao Xiaoleng carefully looked at this thing that was more than a thousand years ago, it is very likely that this is the original of "Hua Jian Ji".

"Flower Collection" Volume [-], Five of the Fifty Poems by Wen Tingyun
The apricot blossoms contain dew clusters of fragrant snow, and there are many farewells on the green poplar mosque.

The lamp is dim in the moon, and I feel to hear Xiaoying.

The jade hook is emerald green curtain, the makeup is light and the old eyebrows are thin.

The spring dream is about love, and the cicadas in the mirror are light on the temples.

(End of this chapter)