Godfather of national football

Chapter 228

Mu Fei hurried back and shouted, "It's not good."

Seeing Mu Fei's expression, Li Guo knew that nothing was wrong. Li Guo knew Mu Fei best. If something happened, this guy's face would turn pale from fright, and he would shout "Is it bad?"

"Hehe, what's the matter?"

Seeing that the dramatic effect he wanted hadn't been achieved, Mu Fei sat down, took a sip of his drink, and said, "You say it's irritating or not. A large group of beauties are taking pictures around Zhou Dun."

Geng Chong chuckled, "It's normal, Zhou Dun is so handsome and has good football skills."

"Handsome? Am I not handsome?"

Geng Chong nodded, "Handsome."

"Am I not good at football?"

"it is good."

"Then I'm wondering why the beauties don't ask me to take pictures?"

Geng Chong said with a smirk: "It's very simple, because your character is not good."

"Go...go...go, you have a bad character."

Geng Chong said: "You already have girlfriends, and you still miss beautiful women. You typically eat what's in the bowl and look at what's in the pot. Head, do you think Mu Fei has a character problem?"

Mu Fei blushed from holding back, and wanted to refute, but he had nothing to say.

Li Guo said vividly: "Since the character is not good, then don't come to the national team anymore. Anyway, there is Lin Zhijian now."

Geng Chong pretended to clap his hands, "Good idea, I think Lin Zhijian is still much better than Mu Fei."

Mu Fei stood up and slapped Geng Chong on the back of the head. Geng Chong lowered his head to hide, Li Guo stood up and said, "Excuse me, I'm leaving first, you guys take your time."

*****
Li Guo took Hassan away from the hookah shop. He wanted to buy some special gifts for Li Zibing. After all, Li Zibing helped him a lot with Sun Jihai.

As he walked, Li Guo was attracted by a small shop selling handmade carpets. When he went in, he found that the shop owner was an Arab beauty.

"English?"

The other side nodded.

"Is this made locally in Doha?"

The beauty shook her head, "No, they are all Persian carpets."

Li Guo knew that Persian carpets had a high reputation in the world. It was said to be a carpet, but it was actually a very small piece. It was not the carpet we usually see, but it was embroidered with beautiful patterns.

"Is this for sale?"

"Sold by square footage,"

After negotiating, Li Guo understood that a small blanket about 20 centimeters square would cost 1000 riyals, almost 2000 yuan.

"so expensive."

The owner showed a charming smile, "They are all imported from Iran, and the Persian carpets have been selected as the world's intangible cultural heritage."

"Okay, it's more expensive than it is," Li Guo made up his mind to buy it, and the next step is to choose the color and style.

In the end, Li Guo hesitated between two blankets, one was gray and the other was blue. Li Guo looked at the shop owner, who was very sensible. She went to greet other guests, leaving Li Guo to think alone.

Li Guo took out a coin, "Buy the gray one for the front, and the blue one for the reverse." Apart from this method, Li Guo really had no choice, it was hard to choose.

Li Guo flicked his right thumb up, but it was empty, and the coin fell to the bottom of the shelf. Li Guo could only squat down and reach out to pick it up.

Just as Li Guo bent down to pick up the coins, what he saw suddenly shocked Li Guo. It turned out that there were plastic bags under the shelves, and the words "Made in China" were clearly written on the bags.

Li Guo immediately remembered a piece of news that he had read before. Chinese people traveled overseas and bought a lot of things. When they finally returned home, they found that they were all "Made in China."

After getting up, Li Guo excused himself and left the carpet shop, "I guess this thing was made in Yiwu. When we get here, the price will be increased by at least dozens of times, and then sold to tourists."

"Hassan, are the things here all Chinese?"

Hassan chuckled, "Mostly, because the quality is about the same."

"The quality is about the same, but as a Chinese tourist, it's so satisfying to buy, it's like being taken advantage of."

"Well, Li Guo, I'll take you to a shop that makes silver plates, which are traditional handmade silverware."

"Well, I don't read much, so don't lie to me."

Hassan was stunned suddenly, and Li Guo suddenly realized that the Qataris could not understand this well-known joke in China.

Hassan said sympathetically, "Actually, I didn't study much."

Li Guo patted Hassan to express his sympathy.

Finally, at the silverware store, Li Guo bought a silver plate that was said to be crafted from Samarkand, and the asking price was 1200 riyals.

Li Guo was skeptical, but in the end he paid for it and bought it. When he returned to the hookah shop, everyone had already left, and they probably went shopping too.

Hassan bought skewers and came back. Li Guo and Hassan were eating skewers while waiting for everyone to come back.By around 10 p.m., the players came back one after another. The market is huge, and everyone only visited a small part.

*****
Back on the bus, Li Guo sat behind Mu Fei and Geng Chong. Geng Chong bought a pearl, because Qatar used to be rich in pearls, so Geng Chong bought one out of curiosity.

"It's so big," Mu Fei said.

Geng Chong chuckled, "When I have a girlfriend in the future, give it to her."

"By the way, what good things did you buy, Mu Fei?"

Mu Fei smiled and said, "Better than yours."

"cut!"

"Really, this item of mine is of great cultural value. The owner said it is an intangible cultural heritage."

Li Guo almost burst out laughing when he heard that.

"What?" Geng Chong's curiosity was hooked.

Mu Fei took out a small blanket from his bag, "Persian carpet."

"Damn, if you're so overbearing, why don't you buy one for me," Geng Chong said.

"Fuck you, this thing is precious, such a small piece of 1500 riyals, but then again, the cultural value contained in it cannot be measured by money."

Li Guo couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out laughing.

Mu Fei turned around, "Head, what are you doing?"

Li Guo resisted, thinking: "Mu Fei is a pure and good boy, some things should not be told to him, such as about the carpet."

But Geng Chong is a ghost, he touched the carpet in Mu Fei's hand, "Mu Fei, I feel like I've seen this thing in Shanghai City God's Temple market."

"I'll suck you to death." Mu Fei said angrily, "You guys are jealous, Chi Guoguo's jealousy, I'll take it back and give it to my girlfriend."

Geng Chong didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, "I really saw Mu Fei, in the night market, they are exactly the same, 10 pieces for 3 yuan."

"You... I saw your pearls in the Yiwu Small Commodity Market. They are made of acrylic. You can pick a basket for 10 yuan."

"Me too."

Li Guo stood up and patted the two of them, saying: "Children, come out to play in the future, look at the scenery, look at the beauties, things, if you can buy them, don't buy them."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Mu Fei and Geng Chong turned green, and they thought to themselves: "Head, what do you mean!"

(End of this chapter)