JOE - Chinese transliteration is "Qiao".
Usually used as a boy's name, it can also be used as a girl's name.
It comes from Hebrew, and its original English meaning is an ordinary person, a child given by God. It means a handsome, independent person. The playful and lively slang is also called "handsome boy".
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At this moment——
——The tour guide greeted the two first-time passengers with the nickname [JOE].
Only then did Azing and Xueming react.
——Just like Pop Art [POP ART], today, people in Mimir Hot Spring Market have regarded the term [JOE] as part of their daily necessities, food, housing, transportation, and entertainment.
It can be used to say hello or make a joke.
This cultural symbol is also fully integrated into the greeting when greeting friends.
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For a moment, the two young men didn't know how to reply, and they were awkward in place.
The tour guide brother took out an ax from under the barbecue grill and chopped the spine into three sections.
Jiang Xueming was astonished by the way he chopped bones. He had done red and white cases before, and he was very good at handling meat - look at the ax blade in the guide's hand with an obtuse angle from the ridge to the cutting edge, which was used to cut and chop trees. of multi-layered fibers.
The tour guide's technique for chopping bones was sharp and natural. He found the joint gaps in the spine at a glance, and naturally separated the joints from the fat and muscle texture of the spine, breaking them in two with an axe.
The marrow fluid in the bones was originally sealed in protein colloids and joints. Under the squeeze of the ax blade, the cavity of the barbecue suddenly opened, making a crisp sound of "pop". This is a skilled butcher.
"Why don't you even say hello?" The tour guide took out three thin pancakes the size of a basin, wrapped them around his spine and handed them out. "Eat something first. If you need anything, we'll tell you on the way."
The smell of roasted spines made Jiang Xueming's eyes clear and clear, like a catalyst, and his originally lazy spirit became active.
Ah Xing was about to go up to get the greeting gift——
——Xue Ming took the lead and took off his cotton-padded jacket to protect him from the cold, revealing his spiritual clothes and crotch pants. Take the gift from the tour guide.
He held the backbone of the bread and nibbled off a piece of hot meat from the bone. While chewing it carefully, he briefly introduced himself.
"My name is Jiang Xueming, I come from Jiujie Station - David Victor asked us to come to this city to find work and make money."
In just a few breaths, two things happened.
Let’s talk about the changes in Xueming first.
The spicy backbone meat is full of spices, the outer layer of meat is charred and chewy, and the inner layer of meat is loose, tender and juicy, without any fishy smell of blood.
Xueming couldn't tell what kind of spice it was. If he was forced to describe it, he could only describe "a salty flavor similar to mushrooms" and a winey aroma brewed from fermented lime and plum fruit.
He quickly took a second bite of meat.
The flavor of the barbecue gradually became mellow, as if it had been marinated for a long time, followed by the third and fourth bites - until the teeth hit the crispy backbone, and the sauce and bone marrow flowed from the bones.
At that moment, Xueming felt like an explosion had occurred inside his head - like the Cambrian Big Explosion of life.
His limbs trembled slightly in response to the signals from his brain, and his nose, throat and upper respiratory tract were filled with this smell.
For the spiritual essence, the texture of this dish is very similar to the taste of mustard. It only takes a small bite to make Xueming come alive.
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Let’s talk about another thing——
——When the tour guide heard the name David Victor, the expression on his face turned from cold to hot. But it didn't get much hotter either.
It's like meeting a stranger, hearing a familiar name coming out of a stranger's mouth, and being happy to have a common topic.
Compared with this incident, the expression on Xueming's face while eating made him even happier.
Barbecue is the tour guide’s specialty.
When guests come, accept this gift and eat it in front of them, that is the most exciting thing.
It's like Mr. Victor saw the reader meticulously reading everything in the newspaper.
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Seeing Brother Ming's intoxicated look, Bu Liuxing couldn't help but step forward and ask for a pair of spine noodles.
This time it was different, not like the fresh Big Mac burger in the Death Partner Agency - Asing couldn't say anything while eating.
He lowered his head and used his strong teeth to chew through every piece of meat on the spine, and used the soft dough to squeeze out the thick sauce and bone marrow along the bone joints.
Until his mouth was full of oil, he wiped his mouth clean with the bread, stuffed the bread into his stomach like a gulp, and finally burped, with a flush on his face.
"Ah... I'm satisfied... I don't have to fight anymore..." Ah Xing collapsed on the spot, lying in a big character, looking at the dome above the Tongzi Tower with his eyes wide open, with ten thousand stars in his eyes.
"What kind of spice is it? It seems... like thyme... no, it looks like mushrooms... I feel like the battery in my brain can now emit thunder, full of energy..."
There was a happy expression on his face.
"Brother tour guide...what's your name?! I really want to know if I can contact you to deliver takeaways in the future? This dish is like a song! A story!"
The more Asing talked, the more excited he became. The hot food in his stomach made him start to get angry all over. The brainless gourmet started to praise and comment.
"The bamboo charcoal filled the backbone and fat with smoke and smoke. With the mushrooms and wine and spices, I seemed to see a tavern where people were smoking and playing cards."
Ah Xingsha ran to the tour guide with introductions, held the frozen food cabinet with both hands, and pressed it against the tour guide's face.
"It's really mysterious! What kind of animal's backbone is it? When I used my front teeth to chew the first piece of meat along the cut corners of the skeleton, the meat juices on both sides naturally stuck to it - like pushing open the door of a tavern There were two spring doors, and the reception girls on both sides, one on the left and one on the right, suddenly took my arm!"
The tour guide didn't reply, his expression was calm and natural, he just smiled and gnawed on the bones.
Ah Xing continued: "There's more! There's more! The feeling after the first bite was like a hot and hard strange appetizer. The smoky tough guy showed me his gun and asked me to show my true skills. , use your clever tongue to deal with these local snakes, and try to please them."
"But as long as I exert a little force and move my cerebellum - these paper tigers will kneel down and beg for mercy. I hear the muscles like the rapid playing of a flamenco guitar. The moment they change from hard to soft, the fleshy depths burst out. The juice that comes out is the blood that was spilled in this competition!"
"The sound of cracking cartilage and collagen is like a dense drumbeat, urging people to fight. When my teeth hit the ripe bones, I realized - I have encountered a hard idea. In this tavern, there is him Mom, a evil spirit full of evil, is waiting for me. It’s different from the minions outside..."
Ah Xing's expression also became fierce, and he frowned and gritted his teeth.
"Damn it, even if this guy is dead, his spine is so hard that it makes my throat smoke. It's so sexy. I was filled with determination all of a sudden!"
Meteor danced, pulling his cheeks and showing his teeth.
"I used all kinds of techniques, all the weapons on my body, and my tongue to go naked against it! What is that spicy and exciting feeling? What did you add? It made my ears ring! When I gnawed the bones, I heard like thunder. The same gunshot!"
"It's mustard greens." The tour guide revealed the secret recipe: "It's a kind of mustard greens."
"Mustard? Mustard greens?" Meteor didn't understand: "Oh my god, your technique is so amazing! You can make the mustard blend into the bone marrow without destroying the integrity of the spine!"
"No...it's not my fault." The tour guide replied with a smile: "This is the spine of a disaster beast, a rare kind."
"Huh?" Meteor didn't understand even more, "What animal can add mustard to its own bone marrow?"
"It's quite strange to say that it must be difficult for outsiders like you to understand." The tour guide packed up the barbecue grill and sent the trolley back to the room: "Open your diary, which contains detailed instructions about the spiritual disaster monster. "
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Mimir Hot Spring Market——
——Monsters in spiritual disasters.
There are many strange beasts in this wilderness.
Their limbs and hair make them look like the chimera beasts in myths and legends.
The amazing thing is that these spiritual disaster monsters have no reproductive isolation. They are like an ecosystem that is independent of the earth's surface, but also close to the earth's surface.
The scientific research station believes that these synthetic beasts can break through the barriers of reproductive isolation, exchange genes with other large groups of living creatures, and freely exchange ternary substances, probably because of the help of the mountain demon.
Trolls are large humanoid creatures whose form is related to their direct parent, the mountain giant.
These mythical species will try to mate with various creatures and give birth to all kinds of powerful and deformed monsters.
The mountain demon will cross with its offspring for a second time, transcending reproductive isolation and opening a door to life. This irregular reproduction method has given birth to countless children under the nurturing of the strange geomagnetic environment of the Mohorovich Discontinuity. A group of tens of thousands of synthetic beasts.
Here, you may see a snake with nine heads, a dog with three heads, or a monster with a lion's head and a snake's tail.
However, nowadays, most of these mythical creatures are on the menu. If they are not strange enough and the disaster is not strong enough, the Redstone people are not willing to eat them, and they only treat them as ordinary animals like cattle, sheep, pigs and horses.
Occasionally, we can see some individual disaster beasts that have undergone multi-dimensional exchange in the wild. They must be extremely weird beings that can survive in harsh environments.
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"The mustard smell in this spine was not added by me. How can I have this ability..." the tour guide explained: "The glucosinolate in it is a very unorthodox spiritual disaster monster. , they use this kind of thing as a weapon - when they are young, they are very active and like to go to the warm areas deep in the volcano to find food, and they are also vulnerable to the poisonous hands of crazy butterflies."
The tour guide walked out, guided the two passengers, and continued.
"This kind of thing is found in mustard greens, Brussels sprouts and brassica vegetables. It has a strong bitter taste and pungent spiciness. Mrs. White shook her head when she smelled it. Young animals will specially ingest these foods, or parents will give them to their children. The backbone is planted with mustard greens, which maintain a symbiotic relationship and serve as an anthelmintic in the body, as a vaccine for the Vita brand.”
"So that's it!" Bu Liuxing sighed at the magic of life: "Little brother! I haven't introduced myself yet! My name is Bu Liuxing! What should we call you? What's your zodiac sign?"
The tour guide shrugged helplessly: "The name is not important, just call me tour guide. As for the constellation... I don't know either."
"There are still people who don't remember their zodiac sign?" Bu Liuxing was very confused. He turned to Jiang Xueming and asked in a low voice: "Brother Ming... This little brother doesn't seem to like chatting, just like when I first met you. Woolen cloth!"
Jiang Xueming: "People don't like to talk nonsense, so let's just follow their wishes."
"No." The tour guide led the two brothers through Sweet Potato Street, ducking to avoid the remaining bullets fired from the fighting.
When they entered Sunset Boulevard, they had a chance to chat.
The tour guide explained: "I really can't remember my birthday and zodiac sign, and I can't remember my name clearly. I think my surname is Wen. Hey... If I know, there is no need to hide it from you. Many friends There are many ways. You don’t even know my name or birthday, how can you repay the debt of gratitude to these two spines?"
"Brother Wen!" Meteor immediately shouted: "Have you been hit by a car? Have you lost your memory? Or was it because someone cheated and blew your Tianling Gai during a gunfight? Are you confused?"
Jiang Xueming whispered: "If you can speak well, publish a book..."
The tour guide was not angry at all, he was as calm as a cold pond in an ancient well: "You are such an interesting friend. Can a person who has lost his memory still remember how he lost his memory?"
Xueming: "Mental patients have broad ideas. Please understand."
"Your barbecue skills are so good! You must have many friends!" Meteor shouted: "Maybe your friends can help you restore your memory?"
"It's better not to give it up... I feel pretty good now." The tour guide compared Mimir Hot Spring: "It's like a spring of wisdom that has dried up long ago in the city. If you drink it, you will remember many, many things, maybe not Thinking about it, not being able to remember it is also a blessing, don’t you think?”
Bu Liuxing responded cheerfully: "Yes, yes! It would be great if there was love-forgetting water in the world! I want to forget all the bad things in the past!"
Xueming's face was full of worry: "But...if you owe debts to many people..."
"Then let the creditors come after me. They will definitely find me without me looking for them." The tour guide said calmly: "If I were a murderer, there would be green gold guards to collect debts. If I were a If you are a heartless man, women will come to collect your debts. If I have many important life and death friends - and meet all these people and things again, I will change my mind and be a new person."
"That's great! Brother Ming!" Meteor was in a very excited mood: "He's so nice! The tour guide arranged by BOSS for us is so good!"
"Mr. Wen!" Xueming was still calm and just wanted to figure things out: "How many things do you remember? How many people do you know? Can you help us find a job?"
"I have lived here for sixteen years, so there should be no problem." The tour guide took the two of them to the public parking lot on Sunset Avenue and asked for three motorcycles from the service desk of the parking lot.
Then I saw the tour guide taking out a razor from the motorcycle compartment and trimming his hair and beard, and he suddenly became energetic.
He was a typical oriental, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, thick lips and fleshy lips, about 1.75 meters tall, and strong limbs. The hair is slightly messy under the razor trimming, and the thick lower jaw is like a shark.
Xueming had never seen such a strong jaw - it seemed that it was born to crush food and chew bones.
It's just that the tour guide's eyes are too gentle and calm, and have nothing to do with the sharks in the ocean that never look back or stop.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the leather goods and cloth shop to try your luck. There are many industries including food, clothing, housing and transportation. Let's start with clothes. I happen to know the boss lady there." Brother Wen took off his apron and put on a black tight vest and leather pants. He climbed on the Harley motorcycle and put on his toad sunglasses, "You two, don't want to gamble, right?"
Meteor: "I like to bet with people."
Xueming: "No."
Weng Ge pulled down his sunglasses, revealing his dark and calm eyes with messy hair, staring at the two little guys seriously.
"You won't make a living from gambling, right?"
Meteor: "That's impossible! I spent all my luck on reincarnation, so I still have this bit of self-awareness."
Xueming: "My luck in reincarnation is average. But I won't gamble either."
Brother Wen threw away two keys and two pairs of sunglasses and asked Xueming and Meteor to get in the car.
Xue Ming was more cautious——
——He saw that there was also a main weapon in Brother Wen's car.
UTS-15 shotgun.
A bullpup-action combat shotgun produced by a Turkish company that fires No. 12 shotguns. It is a weapon in street fighting in modern warfare, and its killing efficiency is extremely high. However, UTS-15 also has a high failure rate.
The secondary weapon is the Remington M29 revolver that I just saw, also known as the Smith & Wesson M29 - a product of this weapons company that I have seen before, it is the automatic pistol that Xueming got when he went to Fangfeng Settlement for the first time.
Back to this heritage firearm.
Its ammunition type is very special.
Xueming was able to recognize this seventy-year-old murder weapon because of its special bullet caliber—Magnum 0.44IN*40 revolver bullet.
This was the secondary weapon pistol bullet with the highest kinetic energy in the world at that time, with a warhead diameter of nearly 11 mm, a bullet muzzle velocity of 448 meters per second, a kinetic energy of 1560 J, and a maximum chamber pressure of 297 MPa.
It is a powerful weapon for hunting large animals.
To control this kind of firearm requires a strong body and extraordinary eyesight.
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Ah Xing was already on his Harley, twisting the accelerator and burning the tires on the spot.
Xueming stood still, still thinking.
Wen Geduo asked: "What's wrong? Jiang Xueming, are you scared?"
"No..." Xueming felt very embarrassed.
Brother Wen was confused: "Why haven't you gotten in the car yet? Could it be that..."
Xueming nodded and confessed: "I don't know how to ride a motorcycle. I've never learned anything and I don't understand anything. Driving a car is a piece of cake, and a motorcycle is a piece of meat. If there's a car accident, it's better to take the subway... so I have never learned how to drive such a dangerous vehicle."
Brother Wen was relieved, thinking carefully about the truth.
"How about you sit behind me?"
Xueming asked: "Is there any bus..."
Brother Wen: "Do you think so? In this city where the breath of freedom is about to blow in your face, everyone is a knight, and everyone lives a life of life and death. Is there such a thing as a bus?"
Xueming insisted on the bottom line in her heart: "I mean, is there a possibility that it is also a motorcycle, but it looks more mature and stable... It..."
Brother Wen laughed and clapped his hands, applauding vigorously: "The destination is twenty-one kilometers away from here, you can choose to run there."
Xueming climbed into the back seat of Harley, grabbed Brother Wen's waist, and covered the luggage tightly for fear of leaking anything.
Brother Wen pointed at Ah Xing who was burning tires. The parking lot was filled with the smell of rubber and there were scorched arc tire marks.
"Look at your friend, how energetic he is. I saw that you two are as close as brothers, so I thought you were just like him..."
"No...actually..." Axing immediately released the accelerator, got out of the car, and returned the key: "I don't know how..."
that's all--
Ah Xing, a tall guy with a height of 1.9 meters, sat in the front row of the Harley, and Xueming, a short guy with a height of 1.7 meters, sat in the back row of the Harley.
Mr. Wen was not angry at all, and even his expression did not change. He just thought these two little guys were very interesting. He looked down at the road from Ah Xing's armpit.
Immediately afterwards, Yiqi Juechen.
Three friends of similar age raced towards the Sunset Avenue, rushed onto the bridge approach, crossed the thousand-meter artificial bridge, and headed towards the West City, stirring up flying sand and rocks and billowing smoke.
In the distance, you can hear the shouts of drivers whipping their horses.
"ha!"
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