I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

Together, the duo solves one problem after another.

But in the end, the two broke up because of some archaeological disagreements on ethical issues.

This time, Sun Dianying, who received the task from Principal Zhu, decided to put aside his suspicions and go to the mysterious Lop Nur to find his seniors and friends.

However, things were far from as simple as he thought.

Behind Professor Xia's disappearance is actually a shocking secret.

There, a group of terrorists secretly formed by the British envoy to find and destroy the Dragon Vein of the Ming Dynasty was quietly looking for clues.

In addition, the envoy's daughter, who broke with her cruel, cunning and hypocritical father and followed and investigated the purpose of this team alone, is about to face great danger.

Admire each other, the former golden partner who actually wanted to shake hands and make peace, but no one was willing to give in because of the stubbornness of the man;

behind-the-scenes, high-ranking conspirators;

English mercenaries and robbers armed to the teeth;

A Caucasian girl with a strong character and clear love and hatred;

Of course, there are also the mysterious and unpredictable Lop Nur, the confusing Fuhao and Huotuluo stele, and the ancient contract hidden in the fog...

All of this made Peteo dumbfounded.

I have to watch it again!

No, read it ten more times!

Even if I sell my black slaves, I will watch "Raiders of the Lost Ark" ten times!

That was the only thought on Peteo's mind as the movie ended.

Chapter 561 Good-hearted people

"Peteo, aren't you hungry?"

Yellen held her growling stomach and couldn't help asking.

Most of the companions went home after watching the movie for the first time, and only I foolishly stayed with Ponteo, the stubborn bull.

No matter how charming Ming Laiwu's movie is, watching it three times and watching the sun set is too crazy.

And I'm sure, if it weren't for the lack of money in his pocket, this lunatic would definitely pull himself to read it a fourth time.

"I'm hungry, but there's nothing I can do. I've spent the last copper coin and bought this poster..."

Peteo waved bloody Lop Nur, Captain Sun Dianying, not only rescued his old friend Professor Xia Zhixin, defeated the British conspiracy, but also fell in love with the daughter of Minister Ali, and glimpsed the iceberg of the ruins of the ancient city of Fuhao corner.

It's a pity that because of the sand avalanche created by the damn British before his death, this majestic ancient relic was once again buried in the long yellow sand.

Even the historical text stele with the oracle bone inscriptions written on it was too late to be rubbed.

Above is Fuhao defeating the Aryans, accepting their surrender, and signing a contract that China will be her uncle, Aryan will be her nephew, and they will never invade each other.

It's a pity that the stone tablet was buried together with the main body of the ruins, and this ancient covenant could not be verified.

On the poster in Peteo's hand were Sun Dianying, Xia Zhixin, the minister's daughter, the only three people who had seen the text of the history, standing in front of the extremely tall stone tablet, with shocked expressions on their faces.

The poster is a good poster, but it's a pity that it's just an exaggeration.

Appreciating the poster in his hand, Peteo's stomach still groaned unsatisfactorily.

Peteo looked through his pockets, looking extremely frustrated. "When I get home, my father will definitely hit my ass with the fork used to groom the cows!"

Yellen nodded, "Me too. My father is a vulgar and unreasonable savage who only uses violence to solve problems!"

"I really envy your sister!"

Peteo expressed his longing for the application, and said with emotion, "She is really amazing. She got a high score of 6.5 in the Yayan test and won the opportunity to study in Daming..."

Yellen shook her head and said, "Hey, she didn't go to the first-class schools of the old pagoda tree alliance like Guozijian and Xinqin Art Academy, but just got a diploma in finance from Suinan Vocational College. I heard that she is now volunteering for the Olympics in Xinhu. who!

But the tuition fee for studying abroad in Ming Dynasty is so expensive, it has fooled me so much that I can’t afford nutritious oatmeal recently! "

"You are in Tsinghua Palace!" Peteo used a very fashionable term.

But soon, the chat between the two was interrupted by the gurgling sounds from their stomachs.

Looking at the sky that was about to go down the mountain, the two wanted to go home quickly.

But the sticks and whips of the fathers made them hesitate.

Want to live outside, but there is no way to pay for accommodation at all.

"Well, are you hungry and want to eat?"

At this time, a kind-faced oriental man came out from a side corner.

He introduced himself with a smile: "My name is Liu Jie, and everyone calls me Brother Jie. I am the diplomat of Ming Dynasty stationed in Atlanta. I am also in charge of this movie theater."

Liu Jie, the former magistrate of Tianjin in the Qing Dynasty, entered the line of fire in the Tianjin religious case incident and became a glorious auxiliary brocade.

As early as when he was in Tianjin, Liu Jie learned a little basic foreign language because Tianjin is a port no less important than Shanghai.

After intensive training by the relevant departments of Beizhen Fusi, he can already communicate with people in English.

However, his English pronunciation is very poor, and it sounds like a strange accent.

But just like later generations, Chinese scholars with a little accent in foreign language are criticized by netizens, wishing to regard it as a national humiliation, just come to a foreigner to speak a few Chinese that they can't understand without subtitles, and there is a barrage of "really amazing" underneath. , although the oriental accent is strange, it still attracted the admiration of Peteo and others.

"Oh, so it's Daming's Brother Jie!"

Peteo asked with bright eyes, "Your movies are really good, will there be new movies in the future?"

Liu Jie nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, next weekend, we will introduce the movie "Roman Holiday: Brother Tangshan" co-produced by Ming Ao, so stay tuned!"

Before Peteo and the others cheered, Liu Jie said again: "Let's not talk about that, I heard you talking just now, saying that you have no money to eat, look at this, do you want to pad your stomach first?"

As he spoke, Liu Jie took out two buns stuffed with Goubuli flour from his bosom, and handed them over.

After a little hesitation, Peteo and Yellen started to gobble it up.

Although he is the son of a small farmer, the two adjectives of poverty and hunger have always been the norm in the southern state. Even if he is the son of a small farmer, on weekdays, except for the nutritious oatmeal porridge rationed by the government and supplied by Daming, he only has all kinds of rye and beans for food.

Flour supplies are seriously in short supply.

In a sense, the least valuable things in the world are actually ore raw materials and cash crops.

In later generations, the Americans used one trick to change wheat to cotton, and completely tamed Egypt, the well-deserved Sunni elder brother in the original Arab world.

In several Middle East wars, Egypt was the leading brother and the absolute main force.

As a result, once food security fell into the hands of others, Egypt instantly became a breakthrough point for Israel's diplomacy and a rebellious boy in the Arab coalition forces.

Because the Egyptian long-staple cotton that looks good in quality and high in profit on both sides of the Nile River is just a mirror image.

Only the one-dollar import pie is the real lifeblood of Egypt.

Similarly, the southern government, which has lost its monetization channels and pricing power, has long been played by the federal government, the British government, and the big brother Minglijian in turn.

Relatively speaking, Big Brother Ming Lijian is the one with the best looks, and the one with the furthest and deepest plots.

Seeing the two wolfing down their food, Liu Jie smiled, and said again: "Just now I seemed to say that you have no place to stay at night, how about this, you come to my house, I also have game Jinshuang produced by the Royal Brewery Zhu Pi, do you want to try it?"

……

hours later.

In Liu Jie's luxurious big house, Peteo and Yellen enjoyed an incredibly rich meal.

Except for the preserved egg, they really dare not touch it. Other Chinese delicacies make them feel that what they have eaten in the past ten years is simply pig food.

Lying on the soft sofa, Peteo was a little drunk, while Yellen was lying on the floor, unconscious.

Liu Jie was holding a can of pineapple beer. He only drank pineapple beer, not Jinshuang Dazhupi, which was comparable to Dawusu, and it was still very powerful.

Chapter 562 Brother Jie, don't want it!

"Look at this Yellen, she got drunk after only a few cans, it's really shameful!" Liu Jie said with a smile as he shook the can of pineapple beer.

"This Yellen is Xun!" Peroo nodded and said disdainfully.

"Hearing you say that, you are very brave?" Liu Jie laughed.

"Just kidding, I'm good at drinking, okay? I'm good at drinking!" Peroo took another sip with the big Zhupi.

"Excellent drinking, very brave."

"I think you don't understand at all!"

"Understood, what do you understand?"

"You want to understand..."

"Good luck...it's a new movie, isn't it?"

"What new movie..."

"Yeah, come on, come and see..."

……

"Brother Jie, you... you mean, you want to sponsor me to find a young man who likes the culture of Ming Dynasty and is willing to learn the advanced civilization of Ming Dynasty, organize an organization, and then I will be the chairman?"

Seeing the contract documents that Brother Jie took out from under the bed, Peteo opened his eyes wide, "What, I don't understand at all!"

He originally thought that Brother Jie would do something indescribable to himself who is 1 meters tall and weighs 6 centimeters.

Now that I think about it, I'm so humble!

Brother Jie is a diplomat of Ming Dynasty, how could he do such a thing.

He is completely different from the pastors of the church and the instructors of the Boy Scout training camp!

Liu Jie didn't know what this white-skinned fat boy was thinking.

If I knew it, I'm afraid I would have nightmares at night.

To say that the other party is physically strong is just to express his confidence that he can complete Da Ming's task.

Liu Jie, who was happy because of ignorance, laughed and said, "This... love, greatness, light, and cleanliness is our purpose. It is a very healthy and sunny organization. Only Deng Dua Lang can join! "

Seeing that Peteo still looked ignorant, Liu Jie continued to explain:

"Remember, this world is very dark. We always firmly believe that 'love, greatness, light, and cleanliness' are universal truths in the world, but obviously, although the light of truth has begun to take shape in the southern land, there are Many evil forces have covered the light. For example, the Christian church."

"You young people, the young post-60s from the cotton field, have loosened the shackles of religion, and you will surely shoulder an extremely important mission. For this lofty ideal, young man, let's do it well!"

"By the way, don't tell others that you got my sponsorship, because you know that the old rednecks eat Daming's relief food, but they are always full of hostility towards Daming. They are hopelessly brainwashed by Christianity. One generation, you just have to do things ethically."

"By the way, didn't you say that you have been listening to the sound of Daming and learning the correct pronunciation of Daming from that Fujian announcer?" Liu Jie asked suddenly.

"It's Jiangzi!" Peteo nodded repeatedly.

"So did you choose a Chinese name for yourself?" Liu Jie asked.

"Li Fugui, my name is Li Fugui!"

Petro explained, "I heard that Li is the most used surname in Ming Dynasty, and Fugui is the name of the Great Emperor, so my name is Li Fugui!"

"Bold! Oh no, I mean, no!"

Liu Jie quickly explained the difference between Ming culture and Western culture.

In the West, names like Washington, Franklin, and Isabella are almost all rotten.

It is too normal to use the names of ancient people and famous people.

But in Daming, this is not appropriate.

Except for Tang Sangui and Fan Wencheng.

"So, Brother Jie, let's give you a new name!"

Liu Jie explained, and then said, "Since you like the surname Li, why not call it...Li Cucumber!"

Huh?

Why do you think of cucumbers?

Liu Jie scratched his head, not knowing what was going on.

But these are trivial matters, leave him alone.