Smit was a little embarrassed by Franco's question, and immediately scolded him, "You brat, watch your plane and don't ask any questions." Lin Fan also smiled while listening. He knew that Smit didn't want his son to He knew too much, and now that he had seen it, forget it, but as for how it came about, he would not let Franco know. For Smit, he just wants Frank to live peacefully. From now on, he will marry, have children and live an ordinary life. Franco pouted and muttered as he drove the plane, "If you don't tell me, I won't tell you. With my ability, I still can't investigate." After a sweaty battle, Lin Fan also relaxed on the plane. , entered into a rest. I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Lin Fan felt someone taking a picture of him. "Fan, we're here." When he opened his eyes, it was Smit who woke him up. "We're here, so fast." Lin Fan didn't know what time it was, but he just felt that the time was here in an instant. "Oh, it's so fast. It's already six o'clock now." Smit said. After getting off the plane, they still walked through the trading place. After arriving outside, Smit and his son took Lin Fan for a walk in the city. "Fan, let me take you to dinner. What do you want to eat?" Smit asked. "Is there any Chinese food?" Lin Fan asked. Now Lin Fan just wanted to eat white rice. Don't want to touch the rest. "Yes, let's go to Chinatown. Basically, they are all Chinese. Franco and I ate there last time, and it tasted really delicious." Smit said nostalgically. Once again, we got into Smit¡¯s old car and headed towards Chinatown. "Dad, it's time to replace your car. It's so old and too shabby." Franco said. "What do you know? This car is closely related to your father. It is your father's brother." Smit said. "Okay" Franco had nothing to say. When Franco was young, Smit used this car to take them to play. Later, when he went to middle school, Smit also used this car to pick him up and drop him off. At that time, he was not laughed at by his classmates. We soon arrived at Chinatown. After Smit put the car in position, the three of them got out of the car. "Fan, let's take a stroll here first to see what's delicious." Smit said. "Yeah, okay." Lin Fan said. This is Lin Fan¡¯s first time abroad, and he wanted to see it no matter what. When walking to the clothing store. Lin Fan stopped. "Smit. I'm picking out some clothes for my family." Lin Fan said. "Okay." Smit said. "Welcome." The staff in the store greeted warmly. "Sir, would you like a cup of tea?" Lin Fan was asked by the employee. He didn't know what the other person said, so he had to ask Smit. Smit knew that Lin Fan did not understand English, so he translated for Lin Fan. "The clothes I bought for my relatives, please come here." Lin Fan and others followed the clerk to another area. Lin Fan looked at the clothes here. They are all good and suitable for my parents to wear. Finally, he picked out a few clothes. Lin Fan originally wanted to pay the bill, but was saved by Smit in the end. In Smit's words of thanks, "These clothes are nothing for saving my life." Smit was so generous that Franco became a little jealous. He muttered to the side, "It's so generous. I used to talk to You want a piece of clothing, but you don¡¯t agree with it. ¡°Are you wearing clothes that are full of holes?¡± Smit retorted. Lin Fan was listening to the conversation between the two fathers and was immediately happy. Lin Fan was also glad that he had not killed Smit at that time, otherwise he would have killed a good man by mistake, and a child would have lost his only father. Lin Fan and others chose a Sichuan restaurant. Lin Fan also likes spicy food. He had never been able to eat authentic Sichuan food in his hometown before, so this time he wanted to experience it abroad. When we arrived at the store, we found a table and sat down. Seeing that there are so many people around. Business is booming. "Smit, are all the stores opened by Huaxia here so prosperous?" Lin Fan asked. "Well, pretty much the same. People here like to eat Chinese food." Smit nodded. Soon the waiter brought the menu over and saw that Lin Fan looked like a Chinese. But in order to avoid being wrong, I still asked in English. It would be great if he spoke Chinese at first, but when he asked about English, Lin Fan didn¡¯t know what he was talking about. Fortunately, Smit was there to help translate. "Well, yes, I am Chinese," Lin Fan said with a smile. The waiter also smiled and said, "Sir, we can give you a 30% discount for Chinese people here." Lin Fan smiled. He didn't expect such a discount. It was really good, but the fellow villager burst into tears when he saw the fellow villager. Although he didn't Such an exaggeration, but the discount is still good. Lin Fan and Smit and his son each ordered one or two dishes and then asked the waiter to start serving them. The waiting time for food here is not too long. Usually, after ordering the menu, the food will be served in about ten minutes. This speed makes Lin Fan very satisfied. The first dish is "Spicy Bone Marrow". It looks red, so it must be very spicy. Schmidt and his son each ordered a spoonful, ate it in their mouths, and immediately drank cold water. "It's really spicy, but it's delicious." After saying that, they continued to eat. Lin Fan also smiled, ordered rice with the waiter and started working. The meal lasted for forty minutes, and all three of them were full, sitting at their seats, drinking tea and chatting. Lin Fan is planning to go back tomorrow. It has been a while since he came out this time. Everything is settled and it's almost time to leave. "Bagaya Road, what kind of dish is this? It's so spicy. Can you eat it?" At this time, the restaurant suddenly became noisy. When Lin Fan, Smit and others took a look, it turned out to be a table of Japanese people shouting there. Lin Fan frowned. "Fan, don't get angry, these things happen every day." Smit said from the side. He knew that China and Japan had been at war with each other for many years, and the hatred between the two countries was very great. Even in modern society, the people of the two countries also hate each other. Dislike. Smit seemed to know something, but Lin Fan asked, "What happened, and why does it happen every day." "Fan, did you see that restaurant across the way?" Smit pointed outside and said. "Well, what's wrong?" "The Japanese at this table are the couple from the fabric shop. Disputes in the restaurant often happen here." "How is this possible? One is Sichuan cuisine and the other is Japanese cuisine. The two are fighting. There¡¯s no way we can get together,¡± Lin Fan said. "Fan, you are wrong. This street is a prosperous street. I don't know how many people flow there every day. And the nearest restaurant here is more than a thousand meters away at night, so when others are hungry while shopping, Everyone will choose a hotel, and competition will appear at this time," Smit said. Lin Fan also understood at this time. However, the Japanese man spoke Chinese very fluently, but later he started speaking English again. This instant change also stunned Lin Fan. ????????????????? However, Lin Fan¡¯s lack of understanding of the language is very painful. Anyway, he now has a lot of achievement points, so he can exchange them for a god-level language skill. "Fan, what's wrong with you?" Smit saw Lin Fan lowering his head and shaking slightly, and said worriedly, thinking that something had happened. PS: I continue to ask for your support.