In the middle of the night, Shama woke up and looked for water.
Ning Ren handed over the water.
Shama looked around and whispered to Ning Ren: "It's more terrifying than the rumors say."
These words made Ning Ren confused.
Sharma continued: "I am a person who has received professional study and training, but it is really terrible that I can lose consciousness without knowing it."
Ning Ren smiled: "You drank too much, okay?"
"Drink too much? Those ones that are as sweet as rice porridge and very delicious?"
"Yes." Ning Ren nodded: "Tianzi is an early product of the ancient method of brewing with natural raw materials. Although it is not as sweet as wine, I have been drunk twice. I advise you, and you still say that you don't have it.
Drunk, I drank another big bowl."
Shama's eyes became sharp: "No, this further proves that it is very, very scary."
"What happened again?"
"Using delicious food to blind your senses makes you lose your defenses without even realizing it. It only proves that this is a very clever method."
Ning Ren leaned against the wall of the bamboo building. A minute later, he said very seriously: "It seems that I am not vigilant enough."
"Yes." Shama decided that this was a terrible trap.
Ning Ren agreed: "Yes, we have to be careful when eating tomorrow."
This was said very seriously and seriously.
The next day, James collapsed.
The thing is very simple, I changed the place, the authentic Leizhou tripe hot pot, plus a lot of fungi.
James was greedy and added some fungi dried on a stone to his pot.
Then……
fell down.
But people were in a hurry again.
The person in charge of reception here took a long time to explain to Shama.
Snake root, clear away heat, detoxify and stop bleeding.
But, you can't eat it.
James is still being treated here, but James' assistant was bitten by some insect again, and his leg became swollen and thicker than an elephant's foot.
It was finally okay.
Finally, I returned to the city and stayed in a guest house.
Ning Ren was in the garden, staring at a tree for a long time.
Ning Ren remembered that loquats should mature in mid-May, but now it is mid-July. There seem to be loquats on this tree, and they feel like they have just matured.
Smell it, pick one, tear open the skin and taste it, then quickly pick a bag.
As for Shama, seeing Ning Ren doing this, he picked a beautiful little red fruit from the bonsai and ate it.
Then, Ning Ren was fine.
Shama started having diarrhea.
The doctor came again, took a look at the bonsai fruit, and said only three words: golden marbles.
Then prepare the medicinal soup.
We have just arrived in Leizhou. Next, according to Ning Ren’s arrangement, we have to go to Pearl Bay, then return to Yangcheng, and then back to Daogang.
Who would have thought that just when Leizhou had already tortured Shama, his heart was trembling.
She felt more and more terrible, very terrible.
She could not understand at all how anyone would put a tree with poisonous fruits in the corridor, and also put it on such a beautiful shelf and in a beautiful flower pot.
Although the tree is beautiful and its dark brown trunk looks powerful, its fruits are poisonous.
The sun rose again as usual. Shama was leaning on the wicker chair in the living room, with no thought of going out. She had diarrhea last night and now her hands and feet felt weak.
Ning Ren, sitting next to Shama, was flipping through a botany atlas.
Shama asked weakly: "Where are the others?"
"James said he wanted to challenge the limits of gourmet food, so he specially invited the doctor to follow him to have a big meal, the most unique local meal."
Shama: “What do you think?”
Ning Ren replied: "I asked the guide, but the season is wrong now. Next spring, I plan to take James to the Dianchi Lake of the Han family to let him truly challenge a hellish food tour. The people in that place specialize in eating poisonous fungi.
, the mildest case will cause hallucinations, and in severe cases, you will really go to hell."
Shama looked out the window and said nothing.
Ning Ren was in good spirits and pointed out the window: "Look at that big tree."
"What's wrong?"
"That tree, according to this botany atlas, is so powerful that if a branch pierces you, as long as you see blood, it will basically send you to heaven."
"What?" Shama jumped up, snatched the plant album from Ning Ren's hand, and looked through it carefully for a long time.
Although she doesn't understand some idioms, she still knows the basic Chinese characters.
Putting down the album, Shama's eyes were full of horror: "Let's find another place to live."
"what ever."
Ning Ren did not refuse. He got up and went to discuss with the receptionist.
The receptionist told Ning Ren: The guests have arrived.
Ning Ren understood what this sentence meant.
On the way to the guest house, Shama asked Ning Ren to carry him on his back because his feet were weak.
Shama said to Ning Ren: "In just these few days, I feel that I can write an adventure book after I go back."
Ning Ren said: "I feel like something is wrong. Why haven't they taken us to the location chosen by the steel plant to see it? I want to make an excuse to go and see it myself. What do you think? I probably know where it is."
"Well, without a guide, will there be any danger?"
"No, it's not too far. If you borrow a car, you can get there in two hours at most."
Sharma agreed.
At this time, Yandu.
A note was sent to the First Ministry of Industry, with only one sentence on it: a complete stop to the steel-burning plan.
Is there a reason?
Yes, but not on this note, from a small place, Shuigou Village.
Guo Fengxian, the deputy head of Shuigou Village, came from the Ministry of Industry.
There are many reasons he gave.
Geologically speaking, the location chosen for the steel plant was very poor. Hundreds of thousands of steel columns were needed for the foundation. As for the equipment provided by the Japanese slaves, it was found that they were all old equipment. What was even more abominable was the equipment used for road construction.
Everything must be imported from Wonu Island, even toilets.
One last reason.
The steel mill equipment provided by the Japanese can only eat fine grains, and can only use iron ore from the football country or the kangaroo country.
What to do with raw materials.
Should I use precious foreign exchange to buy it again?
Use the income of the entire Han family to support the survival of a steel factory?
Next, additional suggestions.
Comprehensive review of imported equipment from Wonu Island, any purchase of old equipment, mixed with other products, backward technology, etc., all focused on negotiations.
The Ministry of Industry asked a village to teach a lesson.
But he didn't dare to get angry.
Let’s talk again.
The next day, at the negotiating table.
The person in charge of the preparation for the construction of the steel plant gave Wonu Island a new plan. Ninety-nine percent of the plans that were originally discussed and only needed to be signed were crossed out.
"We require the latest, brand-new, higher-model equipment. And we must adjust it to our own ore, and the price will be reduced by another 70%. We have checked the price that you Japanese slaves export to other places. We want
Lower. Also, the price of oil has increased. It has increased by 50% from the original price."
Nani!!!
The negotiators of the new Japanese railway on the island of Japan were immediately confused.
