MTL - American Warehouse Taobao King-Chapter 836 [Shocked to find]

  Smith will not be afraid, even if he is seriously ill, Yang Yong is not his opponent. It is impossible for Yang Yong to take revenge in this life, so he said with a smile. "You still have the face to curse. Do you know that I've been watching you for 15 hours, and it's already two o'clock in the morning. I'm worried and scared, thirsty and hungry. How about you clean up? You still want to resist."

  Yang Yong was very moved, but he cursed unforgivingly. "You're right. I'm talking about thirst. I want to drink water, not the kind of Chinese medicine that is terribly bitter. Now, not only is my mouth bitter, but my stomach is rumbling, in order to compensate me for going out to get me something to eat. , I want to drink white rice porridge."

What is the relationship between   Smith and Yang Yong? Although the brothers are joking, they are very concerned about Yang Yong's body. Seeing that Yang Yong was hungry and wanted to drink white rice porridge, Smith stood up with a smile and walked out, not forgetting to say jokingly. "You kid thinks you live in the Hilton Hotel. If you want to eat porridge, you can eat porridge. It's good to have sips of water. If you always stay in bed, I will cook porridge for you."

  Yang Yong pouted and said nothing, lying quietly on his bed, feeling that the quilt on his body was very heavy. Looking up, the good guy covered four or five pairs of duvets, could it not be heavy? Yang Yong felt that his body was sweating, it was very hot and exhausted before pulling down the three duvets and feeling good.

   Just as Yang Yong heard it groggyly, Smith murmured in his ear. "Yang Yong Yang Yong, the porridge is ready. I'll cook you a preserved egg and lean meat porridge. In order to make you feel better as soon as possible, I also put some shredded ginger. Get up and drink it, it will be cold in a while."

  Yang Yong opened it and sat on the head of the bed with Smith's support. He saw Smith was holding a white porcelain bowl, and inside it was a black mass that was very viscous. It didn't smell good either, but Yang Yong knew that Smith had grown up so big and had never cooked, so he cooked a bowl of porridge for himself. That is doing his best, this is the friendship of brothers, whether it is good or not, Yang Yong will drink without a drop.

   Extending the head is also a knife, and retracting the head is also a knife, pushing up against the scalp. He closed his eyes and took out the emotion of sacrifice and the first spoonful of the black thing. I thought it was a highly toxic substance like arsenic, but it looked scary and tasted good in my mouth. Why is it dark? Because the first Smith did not master the heat properly, the porridge was scorched.

   There were too many preserved eggs in the second, but Smith was very smart to put a little salt in the porridge to give it some flavor. Coupled with the fragrance of ginger, it tastes good, and one bite after another is thin, and I just burped after eating a bowl of porridge. Smith asked for a cigar and said with a wry smile after smoking it.

   "It's been almost 20 days, and we haven't found any clues. Morale is low, and everyone is even more anxious about my illness. It's really not good for me to be a teacher. It's really difficult. I've been planted in the hands of Switzerland."

  Smith didn't feel anything, he laughed and comforted Yang Yong. "It's only 20 days, do you remember how long it took us to dig the treasures of the Inca Empire in the Republic of Peru. That's permafrost, it's not much harder than this, we didn't give up, what are you afraid of? "

Yang Yong sighed and said, "You don't know, this is in Europe, not in America. Europe is all developed countries. With a tradition of exploration for hundreds of years, there are more than a hundred professional treasure-digging teams. Besides, the notebooks are so popular. long time."

"Who knows if there is a behemoth peeping at this batch of treasures. On other people's sites, no matter how capable we are, it is impossible for us to cross the river. But it's dangerous."

  Yang Yong is telling the truth, this is Europe, not the backward South America, and anything can happen. It's not his own territory in the real fight, it's inevitable to suffer a loss, no wonder Yang Yong is so anxious. But treasure hunting is like this, if you are in a hurry and can’t come, even if you are in a hurry, you can’t find a choice for treasure, so what can you do?

   Now that you are here, you can't be afraid. Who has the Yang family been afraid of? With himself by Yang Yong's side, is there anyone in the world who can hurt Yang Yong? So Smith comforted Yang Yong and snatched Yang Yong's half of the cigar he smoked as quickly as possible, and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, no one can hurt you without me. Just like a child, just take the medicine and have a good rest, and you'll be fine after a night's sleep. The next day, you can start out refreshed, maybe you can have a good time. harvest."

  Yang Yong felt tired and got under the duvet, covered with a duvet, and soon the snoring sounded. After Smith turned off the miner's lamp, he lay down on Yang Yong's bed moisture-proof mattress. Sleeping while listening to the movement outside, it can be said that it is not an exaggeration to turn a blind eye, the next morning. Yang Yong didn't sit on the bed until after nine o'clock. You really don't need to say that the bowl of Chinese medicine, which is as bitter as arsenic, is really good. After a good night's sleep, he felt relieved.

   After eating, Yang Yong planned to lead the team to investigate the clues in person, but whether it was James or Smith. Even Harden rejected Yang Yong's request to go out. Just stay in Shandong. Yang Yong is the boss, and Yang Yong cannot be allowed to work while sick. If Yang Yong falls ill again, it will not be as simple as a cold.

   And leave Smith to accompany Yang Yong personally, whether to stay at the base for a walk, or go to collect wild fruits or not let Yang Yong work. Yang Yong is also very kind and knows what it means to be healthy? Where is the influence on the opponent? Going to get better as soon as possible, so don't mix up looking for clues. Let Smith help the two of them down the mountain little by little, and go to the wild blueberry bushes that Smith discovered two days ago to pick blueberries. Wild blueberries are only the size of soybeans, and the largest is no bigger than peanuts.

  The taste is very strong, making it into jam is a must, and it is delicious when spread on steaming toast. After picking up to a kilogram of blueberries, the two of them walked back, talking and laughing. There used to be two of them leading to the cave. One is to come to the side of the cave from the edge and enter Shandong, the other is to walk over two large stones and walk to the cave from the front.

   This time Yang Yong and Smith came up from the front. Just as they passed around a towering tree, the sun shone down. The flickering sunlight made Yang Yong feel as if he was temporarily blind, and after a while, he looked up and saw the cave and didn't care, he lowered his head and walked forward. But suddenly Yang Yong stood there motionless and lowered his head, as if he had been caught in some sort of immobilization technique.

   At this time, Smith, who pushed Yang Yong to the top of the stone, climbed up from below and saw Yang Yong standing there with his head bowed and motionless. Feeling a little incredible, he patted Yang Yong on the shoulder and asked. "Why? Be a thinker, but thinkers are all sitting on rocks. Why are you standing? What the hell, let's go and make blueberry jam at noon."