At 11 a.m., Zhang Jing drove to the Burlington Marina.
At the door of a restaurant by the lake, Zhang Jing once again encountered the unattractive man, about 25 or 26 years old, holding an accordion, with a face like a crumpled newspaper, who was performing on the roadside.
Parking the car on the side of the road, Zhang Jing walked up to the man and invited him, "Let's have lunch together."
Jeff Agus still remembers Zhang Jing because Burlington has a population of less than 4.5%, of which 95% are white, 4.99% are African-American, and 0.01% are of other races.
Zhang Jing is the only Asian person he has seen in the past six months.
With a thank you, Jeff Agus followed Zhang Jing into the restaurant and sat by the window. Outside was the beautiful view of Lake Champlain.
Orange chicken, grilled steak, fried fish, pasta, beer, not many varieties, but a lot of meat, enough for two men.
After three drinks and five dishes, Jeff Agus introduced himself, "My name is Jeff Agus, from Texas. Are you the Mr. Zhang mentioned in the news?"
Burlington is a bit like the northeast of Dragon Country, and Texas is similar to the southern Cantonese-speaking area of Dragon Country, with one south and one north, separated by about two thousand kilometers.
"It's me," Zhang Jing put a piece of beef into his mouth and complained, "You can't trust the news. The content is all made up. It's all fake news."
Jeff Agus nodded with deep understanding. Zhang Jing gave him one hundred meters and invited him to dinner. He was obviously a kind person and had nothing to do with the viciousness described in the newspapers.
If Zhang Jing is a murderer, Jeff Agus hopes that 8 billion people in the world will be murderers.
"You are from Texas," Zhang Jing asked curiously, "Why did you come to Burlington to make a living?"
"My girlfriend cheated on my best friend, I'm so disheartened."
Zhang Jing was not surprised at all. Jeff Agus was unattractive, with a face like a crumpled newspaper. He was surprised to have a girlfriend. Cheating was completely normal.
Another large piece of beef was put into his mouth. Feeling very satisfied, Zhang Jing chatted and asked, "Do you have a criminal record?"
Jeff Agus paused with the knife and fork in his hand, "He injured a dog and a man, and he was jailed for a year, and he also defaulted on his tuition loan."
Zhang Jing nodded. It was difficult for him to find a job in this situation. "Before going to jail, what did you do for a living?"
"My girlfriend, I, and three other friends, we are college classmates and we are also in a band, and we take turns performing in various bars."
"I can't tell," Zhang Jing said while eating meat, "I thought the band members all had long hair, pierced noses, and large tattoos."
Jeff Agus shook his head and said he was not in that situation.
After finishing the meal, the bill was settled, including a 20% tip, and the total was 65 meters. It was neither cheap nor expensive.
Just when Zhang Jing was about to leave, Jeff Agus jogged to follow Zhang Jing, "I have two new songs, including lyrics and music. Are you willing to buy them?"
Zhang Jing was slightly stunned, but did not refuse directly, "Let me sing and listen."
Jeff Agus responded, opened the accordion, cleared his throat and started singing.
Zhang Jing leaned on the pickup truck and listened quietly, listening to Jeff's singing, and what he was thinking about was Yuduo Xiyao. In contrast, Jeff's singing was terrible.
After the two songs were finished, Zhang Jing asked, "How much do you plan to sell it for?"
"Forty thousand meters." Jeff Agus looked at Zhang Jing expectantly as he spoke.
Looking up and down Jeff Agus, his face looked like a crumpled newspaper, which was very impressive. Zhang Jing shook his head in thought.
Jeff Agus suddenly felt cold. Just when he was about to give up, Zhang Jing suddenly said, "We will talk about the song later. I can give you a weekly salary of 600. You go to Seattle to find Marcus and do some odd jobs on the crew." .”
Jeff Agus didn't expect such a big turn of events. "Who is Marcus? Why does he work on the set?"
Zhang Jingdao, "Marcus is my contracted director, let him take a look at you, maybe you can get a role."
Ugliness is also a special feature, and it might be good to play a bad guy. Zhang Jing was not sure if it was feasible, so he asked director Marcus to take a look.
Jeff Agus didn't
Thinking that there is such a good thing, I immediately responded and expressed my gratitude to Zhang Jing again and again.
"I need to learn to dive. Do you know any instructor like this?" Zhang Jing asked.
"Yes," Jeff Agus said familiarly, "it's nearby. No need to drive, I'll take you there."
At the marina, the person Jeff Agus was talking about lived on the boat.
"Miss Edgr!" Jeff Agus shouted while standing next to the anchor pile, "My boss wants to learn to dive!"
The translation of edgr is Edgar, or Edjia, which means a girl is noble and open and honest.
Generally speaking, names and images are opposites. For example, Reed Dakin sounds like he has a good meaning, but he is actually just a greasy old man.
As expected, so did Edgar. She was a woman in her forties, with a Latina complexion, about 1.8 meters tall and weighing about 80 kilograms.
Zhang Jing is only 1.78 meters tall and weighs 80 kilograms.
Therefore, Edgar looks very strong, every inch of his skin seems to be full of strength, his expression is tough, and he seems not to be easy to get along with. ..
"Hello Miss Edgar, my name is Zhang Jing and I am learning to dive." Zhang Jing raised his head and greeted the woman on the boat.
Edgar stepped off the boat and looked at Zhang Jing up close, "You are the one in the newspaper, the rich man who found Edward's treasure."
Similar to the situation in Whitefish Town, Burlington is the largest city in a state with a population of less than 45,000. Even dogs know about any trouble.
It was not surprising that Edgar recognized Zhang Jing.
"Rumors," Zhang Jing habitually retorted, "are all fake news. I am a good person, only a little rich, not a rich man."
Zhang Jing believed the lie so many times that he was a good person.
Edgar didn't care whether Zhang Jing was a good person or not, and quoted the price, "100 yuan per hour, and the cost of consumables is at your own expense."
Zhang Jing's heart twitched, it was like a child learning the piano, 300 yuan an hour, equivalent to a day's salary of a blue-collar skilled worker.
After accepting the deal, Zhang Jing immediately started learning to dive, and Jeff Agus left for Seattle.
The temperature of the lake water is very low, with an air temperature of 23 or 24 degrees, and the body temperature of the water is less than 20 degrees, which is just right, because the underground water temperature is almost the same.
By the way, the underground fissures are connected to Lake Champlain, right?
Edgar was very responsible when he was paid to do things. He personally took Zhang Jing into the water and tried the water depth of ten meters for the first time. However, he only practiced for one hour on the first day, saying that it was necessary to adapt to the process, otherwise the eardrum would be perforated.
There is no way, Edgar is the teacher and Zhang Jing is the student, they can only follow orders.
One hour in the morning and one hour in the afternoon the next day.
Increase the training to three hours on the third day and four hours on the fourth day.
On the fifth day, we greatly increased the diving depth and challenged the water depth to 30 meters. The results were ideal.
Zhang Jing is one of those prodigies who is good at diving and is making rapid progress.
On the seventh day, Zhang Jing was able to dive to a depth of 40 meters. He could stay at this depth for half an hour without feeling tired.
In addition, a tank of standard oxygen can be used for different times depending on the individual and the depth of the dive, generally within 30 to 15 minutes.
Zhang Jing can use a tank of oxygen for about 23 minutes under 40 meters of water. This is an accurate figure obtained after repeated measurements.
Burlington is next to Lake Champlain and has a marina. Naturally, it also sells diving equipment. Scuba and oxygen tanks are common items for sale. Zhang Jing bought three sets of scuba and thirty tanks of oxygen.
These things are carried away in a pickle, and when there is no one on the way, they are put into the mithril space.
Return to Mount Holly, 1214 Brook Branch Road, and dive immediately.
