Freddy Fearwet knew that Zhao Chuanxin was a pragmatist. He didn’t care about the process of doing things, but he needed to explain the results to him.

Freddie Pearwitt knew that Zhao Chuanxin was coming to the United States soon, but he still had not got his affairs settled, so he was in a state of distress recently.

The total area of ​​Ethan Manor is very considerable. In addition to the main building, there is also a vast courtyard outside.

And at Zhao Chuanxin's request, in order to ensure that the most beautiful and natural landscape of the Hudson Valley can be seen from the manor, the mountain on the other side was also purchased as a nature reserve.

In this way, the total area reaches an astonishing 4,000 acres.

The manor is surrounded by green mountains and green waters. The courtyard is full of flowers and decorated with artistic statues.

The courtyard landscape was designed by the late famous landscape architect Frederick Law Olmsted.

Even if you take a walk here, you will feel relaxed and happy.

The main building of Ethan Manor has four floors above ground and two floors underground. It is built on a hill and is the commanding height of the neighborhood.

Not only can you overlook the beautiful scenery of the Hudson River, but you can even overlook New York City.

Freddy Wort was taking a walk, thinking about how to solve the current problem, when he suddenly heard a quarrel at the gate.

He walked over and saw Marcus Ngrumah, a tall and sturdy black man employed by the manor.

Marcus Ngruma's brain is not very bright, and Freddy Fear often asks him to do some heavy work.

This guy is so powerful that Freddie Scarlet not only makes him do heavy work, but also scares the idle people in town.

Especially the gypsies who have been wandering around recently, they are notorious thieves.

Seeing that it was Marcus Nkrumah, Freddie Feart walked up and asked: "What happened?"

Marcus Nkrumah pointed at a half-year-old white child opposite and said angrily: "He is a lunatic, sneaking around at the gate of the manor. I drove him away, but he was unwilling to leave."

Freddy Fear was amused.

This is a fool meeting a madman.

The half-year-old Caucasian kid opposite looked quite fair, wearing an exquisite hijab, a tightly buttoned dark blue tight-fitting jacket, and a soft-looking suede tie.

He should be a child who has received a good family education, and exudes the style that only people in the city can have.

My skin color is slightly pale and my body is too thin.

The half-grown child said: "I'm not crazy, I was just thinking and entered your manor by mistake. Sir, are you the owner of the manor?"

Freddie Pawwett had his hands behind his back, his shirt buttons were tightly wrapped around his wrists, there were no wrinkles on his vest, and his waist was straight.

He shook his head: "I'm not the owner of the manor, I'm the butler here, Freddy Pawwitt. What can I do for you?"

"I'm fine, I'm afraid of Mr. Witt. My name is Benjamin Goldberg. My family has recently moved to North Tarrytown. We live on the lower reaches of the Hudson River. The white house that looks like the moon is

My home."

Freddy Pawwitt is a careful person, and he remembers the beautiful white villa in the town.

Being able to live there shows that Benjamin Goldberg is indeed a child from a wealthy family.

"Oh, what are you doing here at Ethan Manor?"

Benjamin Goldberg's eyes wander, not in a sneaky way, but clearly out of his mind.

He paused for a while, then pointed at the big black man Marcus Nkrumah and said: "Sir, do you look at him, does he look like a god in mythology? Do you look at these flowers and plants, do they look like they are flowing in the stars?

The boat? Although the gods are powerful, they are kind-hearted and do not trample on them. I am afraid of Mr. Werther. In fact, I was climbing mountains and wading in the universe, and happened to meet Hercules hiding in the manor..."

Freddy Fearwet was confused when he heard this.

He was convinced that the child was indeed ill, and it was not serious.

Although he is patient, he is not willing to deal with a child with a wild mind.

Because I don’t have that time.

It's just that this child is skinny and skinny, so he probably won't cause any trouble to the manor.

So, Freddy Fearwet said to the child: "You can play here, but don't destroy anything. Because the owner of the manor has a bad temper, and he will be back soon. You can play with Marcus Nkru

Let’s play together with Ma, I have to leave beforehand.”

Although the half-year-old child was seriously ill, he was polite and said: "Okay sir, I am willing to communicate with this Hercules."

"..."

Freddy Fearvitt is gone.

Wait until he leaves,

Benjamin Goldberg said to Marcus Nkrumah: "Hercules, people in this town say you are scary. But I can see your kindness at a glance."

"My name is not Star Hercules." Marcus Nkrumah seriously emphasized: "My name is Marcus Nkrumah."

"I know the meaning of 'Nkrumah', which means the fifth son, right? Don't be surprised, my friend, before I was entangled in all kinds of fantasies, I spent three months reading

I have completed a forty-eight-volume history of the world, and there is a record of your name in it."

It seems that in front of the stupid Marcus Nkrumah, Benjamin Goldberg can completely let go and surrender directly to the big man.

Marcus Nkrumah didn’t even recognize his own name, let alone the history of the world.

He said: "Since I'm afraid that Butler Witte will allow you to play here, I won't stop you."

"Come, let's sit on the steps of the flower garden."

Benjamin Goldberg greeted: "You are the kindest person I have ever met, and you are also the star Hercules. I want to tell you about my experience. Although my parents thought it was a mental illness,

I don’t think so. I think you will definitely understand me.”

Marcus Nkrumah was actually very lonely.

Strangers were afraid of him because of his exaggerated height and shape, while acquaintances never knew how to respect him because of his stupidity, so he didn't even have a friend to talk to.

He obediently sat down next to Benjamin Goldberg. His huge, curled-up body seemed to hide a heart that didn't match his appearance: "Okay, tell me."

"I used to be a very stupid child. I was like this before I was ten years old. It made me distressed and confused. I longed to be as smart as other children, and that desire exceeded everything else."

"Me too, they keep saying I'm stupid, so I have no friends."

"Haha, Hercules of the Starry Sky, we will be friends from now on. When I was ten years old, I had a dream. In the dream, someone gave me a glass of wine or other liquids composed of numbers and words. I drank it and woke up.

I feel my ears and eyes are sharp.”

"That's amazing."

"Who says it's not? Let's continue talking about me."

"Okay, you say."

Benjamin Goldberg is extremely satisfied with this starry Hercules, which is an excellent listener.

"After I had that dream, it took me three months to read a forty-eight-volume history of the world. After that, it took me another two years to understand the essence of "The Theory of Functions."

Marcus Nkrumah shook his head: "I'm not sure what you are talking about."

It seems that he is worried that the starry sky Hercules will lose interest in his words because of these boring things.

So Benjamin Goldberg accelerated the process.

He continued: "My parents thought I was enlightened at first. It was not until the past few months that I began to have all kinds of strange ideas inexplicably. When I saw the texture of the wood on the furniture, it would form undulating mountains in my mind. Marble stone

The stripes of the base will form vast oceans and rivers. I trek through these mountains and rivers, and the space at home becomes as vast as thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. I can immerse myself in it for a whole day and travel across thousands of mountains and rivers..."

Marcus Nkrumah said excitedly: "Me too, when I look at a pig, I think of pork. When I look at a chicken, I think of chicken legs."

"..." Although Benjamin Goldberg thought it was just greed, he still nodded in agreement:

"It's like this. When I see my father's shotgun, I will picture the shotgun as a huge machine in my mind. I can take it apart in my head and install more precise parts on it. Unfortunately, my parents don't believe it.

They thought I was sick and wanted to send me to Woodside Mental Hospital. But they also heard that the doctors there would remove my frontal lobe, make me sit on a rotating stool, and hit me with electric current. They were very afraid of this.

, I changed my mind and planned to change my living environment, thinking that this would improve my condition. So I came here and met you..."

One big and one small, one black and one white, the two of them sat in the flower bed talking all afternoon without even going to the toilet.

……

Lotus Temple, Qinglong Hall.

Yesterday, Ning An came to Zhao Chuanxin with a meal: "Donor Zhao, it's time to eat."

Zhao Chuanxin, who was deep in thought, came back to his senses and took the tofu soup and a bowl of rice: "What the hell are these? Is there any seafood? Is there any meat?"

Ning An bit his mouth: "No."

"Why the hell do you always bite your lips? Do you believe it or not?"

Ning'an was horrified and then retreated.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a pile of various cans from the secret realm and called to everyone in the God of War team: "Come on, one can for each person. This is the last inventory. Once you finish it, it will be gone."

When everyone saw that there were foreign cans to eat, they immediately became energetic.

The injured person whose stomach was open is now crawling on the ground and crawling this way.

This shows how attractive foreign canned food is to them.
To be continued...