"Old Fang, look quickly, that one, she's so plump, must feel amazing to touch!"
"Nonsense! The one on the left is better, looks like she can bear children!"
"Hiss... Quickly, quickly, the chief's daughter is coming out, look, good stock, good growth!"
"Those little arms and legs, tsk tsk tsk, looks so intoxicating!"
"What kind of taste do you have, haven't you heard Wang Ribi say, big head and thick neck, means either an idiot or a cook!"
"Nonsense, that's a high cadre, understand high cadre?"
"You're in a wheelchair, can you even reach a high cadre?"
Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui, these two scoundrels, were peeking and bantering, having a great time.
Just then, Fang Er had quietly crept up behind them and suddenly shouted.
"Catch the perverts!"
As soon as this was shouted, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui were startled and shivered violently.
They turned back with pale faces, saw it was Fang Er, and were instantly extremely embarrassed.
Fang Xuanling's face turned red, pointing at him he cursed, "You little brat, what are you shouting about!"
"Hehehe..."
Fang Er was extremely amused. Suddenly, he saw a group of young men from the tribe rushing over, and quickly pushed Old Du to run.
"Hahahaha, they're chasing us, Old Fang, good luck to yourself!" Look at the book channel.
The dignified prime minister of the empire, caught peeking at young girls washing clothes, if this were to spread back to Chang'an, Li Shimin himself would probably laugh so hard he'd fall off his dragon throne.
"Don't run!"
"Cowherd, don't run..."
"We'll beat you to death..."
The young men behind them chased while shouting broken Han Chinese.
Fang Xuanling's old legs churned furiously, afraid of being caught and hit with a club.
Du Ruhui, despite being pushed in his wheelchair by Fang Er, was not much better off than Old Fang.
The cement roads didn't reach these indigenous tribes, only dirt paths!
With all the bumps and ruts, the old man's face turned green from the jolting...
They didn't stop until they reached Fang Er's car parked in the distance, and Fang Xuanling finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Phew..."
"Little rabbit paper, you..."
"Damn, my teeth!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he was speaking with a mouthful of air, only then did he realize he had lost his false teeth at some point...
"Hahahaha!"
Du Ruhui was overjoyed at this, laughing heartily in his wheelchair.
By the time Fang Er opened the car door, this guy had successfully jolted himself out of his wheelchair...
Then, the two old fellows looked at each other and burst into loud laughter again.
The tribesmen who caught up behind them instantly put down their clubs upon seeing the SUV.
The leader quickly forced a smile onto his face and approached them.
"Big handsome man..."
"Busy what..."
"The tribal girls, very beautiful, you, pick one working?"
Fang Er:...........
Damn!
Who did this guy learn his Han Chinese from!
"Hahahaha, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, don't think too much!"
Fang Xuanling, without teeth in his mouth, found it difficult to speak. Du Ruhui, raising his head from the ground, shouted to him.
The young man earnestly shook his head repeatedly and waggled his index finger.
"Eh, that won't do, tribal rules are very strict!"
"You, don't pick, they, die, die!"
Fang Er was amused, he picked up Du Ruhui and put him back in the wheelchair, helping him dust off the dirt and fallen leaves, looking at them with a smile.
"Hehe, hurry, pick!"
"I have some little pills, they'll keep you vigorous for a few more days."
Old Stingy Fang pointed at him with embarrassment and anger, cursing.
"Old Hu Zhao..."
As soon as he spoke, he felt uncomfortable with no teeth in his mouth, and pointed at Du Ruhui.
"You say it!"
Du Ruhui put on a serious face and picked up the conversation with tacit understanding.
"You kid are still laughing!"
"I originally wanted to do something I hadn't done in my youth, and you ruined it!"
"If they really took them back, wouldn't their family overturn the pot?"
Fang Xuanling immediately turned his head and covered his mouth, saying.
"Saying it as if my family wouldn't overturn the pot..."
Fang Er could no longer hold back, he took out a handful of silver dollars from his pocket and stuffed them into the young man's hand.
"Misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding, I was the one shouting just now, just messing around with them."
"Don't worry, no perverts!"
These indigenous people moved here precisely to live a better life, learning Han Chinese was a must.
Although they couldn't speak it well, they could understand most of it.
The young man looked at the silver dollars in his hand, there were about a few dozen, so he grinned and said, "Misunderstanding?"
"Misunderstanding!"
"Oh, then alright, misunderstanding!"
He stuffed the money into his pocket and left with his companions, without any hesitation.
Heh heh...
Let them look, as long as there's money to be made.
Anyway, the girls in the tribe don't wear clothes, it's not like it's only been a day or two, who is it not the same to look at?
Huh?
This seems like a way to make money???
As he walked, the young man's eyes suddenly lit up, he turned back and shouted at the three of them.
"Misunderstanding, very, very good!"
"You're welcome to come again..."
The three got into the car, Fang Er had just started when he almost crashed into a tree because of this shout.
Damn, this has even spawned a grey industry?
He glanced back at the two of them: "Heh, did you hear? Starting today, they're officially in business!"
"If you want to look, look openly, don't be like thieves, with your identities, you shouldn't be like this!"
"You know nothing! A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a mistress, and a mistress is not as good as the unobtainable!"
Du Ruhui rolled his eyes at him.
"Old man and Old Fang were just trying to experience what it felt like, you really think we're fond of women?"
"Exactly, exactly!" Fang Xuanling also nodded in agreement.
Fang Er shook his head helplessly and continued to drive.
The two in the back chatted and laughed, seemingly returning to their youthful days.
Halfway through, Du Ruhui suddenly asked doubtfully.
"Why did you come looking for us today, kid? Has something happened in the court?"
Fang Er touched his nose upon hearing this and said a little embarrassed.
"Uh, it's nothing, I just want you two to help the Duke of Zhao propose a marriage."
"Hm? Ling'er that girl?"
Du Ruhui immediately understood, then repeatedly shook his head, staring at him as if he were an idiot.
"You kid just ruined my good deed, and you still want me to help?"
"Where's your face!"
Fang Er:...........
"Hey, hey, hey, we're just messing around, don't get serious!"
"This is serious business for me!"
Du Ruhui rolled his eyes: "Nonsense! Asking the Duke's daughter to be your concubine, what kind of serious business is that?"
"I didn't say concubine! I mean equal rank, equal rank, understand?"
"You're talking nonsense, equal rank can only be married to one person, Princess Changle already has a spot, what are you going to do by finding another one?"
"Hehehehe, what era is this? Imperial power is already stepping aside, and you're still holding onto those old rules?"
"No! I just made such a fool of myself, and you say help and I help, where would my face go?"
Fang Er:...........
Damn it, I was too hasty!