He lay there for half an hour like flipping pancakes. The fatigue caused by lack of sleep was as if someone had breathed thick smoke into Dong Qiangqiang's face. The tobacco was of poor quality. It made him choke and breathless, as if it might happen at any time. Will suffocate.
He simply got out of the sleeping bag, ran to the bathroom, and poured the hottest water on him for more than ten minutes. Only then did he feel that his spirit had recovered a little.
Although he didn't know what Brother Yun's real purpose was in coming to Hanover, Lao Bai's words still rang in his ears, and he didn't want to have anything to do with him.
What is certain is that Dong Qiangqiang is a straight man and is not averse to dating girls. However, on the one hand, he is a little reluctant to find a new girlfriend because of Chen Yu. The other reason is that his studies are undecided and whether he can continue to stay in Germany is a matter of doubt. With the unknown, he was not in the mood to casually find a girlfriend to pass the time when his future was uncertain. That would be too irresponsible to others and himself. It would be better to earn more money. After all, the economic foundation can determine many things.
He remembered that the results of the Hannover Preparatory Examination could be checked through the official website of the preparatory course, but he came out in a hurry last night and left his laptop in the house. If he went into the house to get the computer, he would definitely wake up Brother Yun, and he didn't want to find it for himself. trouble.
He heated up milk and eggs for himself, made a low-calorie sandwich with bacon and not-so-fresh vegetables on whole-wheat bread, and made a portion for Brother Yun without leaving the floor, and then sprinkled some for the parrot. After collecting the bread crumbs, I took the bag and walked out the door.
As soon as he stepped out of the kitchen, he turned back, picked up the birdcage, and left the small building with a quick stride.
On the way, he called Hans and asked him if he could pick up the car. Hans replied cheerfully: "I will go to the university in a while, so I can give you the car."
In less than thirty minutes, Hans arrived outside the main building of the University Palace. "This car is very good," he patted the body of the car approvingly, "but running into the city is too wasteful."
"Thank you." Dong Qiangqiang opened the car door, got in deftly, and then stuck his head out and said to Hans, "By the way, I have to trouble you about something. Can you help me look for a few more pictures at your convenience? A buyer like Fleischer.”
"Of course, no problem. If there is any information about this, I will definitely tell you as soon as possible." Since introducing Dong Qiangqiang to Fleischer, Dong Qiangqiang has given Hans a sum of money every month. Although the amount of money is not fixed, it may be more or less, but getting money for free will always make people happy physically and mentally. Hans knew it well and was very grateful to Dong Qiangqiang. He also paid attention to other buyers for him, but he really could not find a more suitable customer.
After bidding farewell to Hans, Dong Qiangqiang wanted to go to the preparatory course to check his results, but he was worried that he would miss out if he went too early before others had published the results, so he tentatively contacted Fleischer. Hearing that Dong Qiangqiang had returned to Hanover, Fleischer warmly invited him to visit the pig farm.
In the past, Dong Qiangqiang always had to take a long bus ride to Fleischer's pig farm, and he would fall asleep from boredom every time. Now he was driving his pickup truck, and as he drove through the forest, a faint breeze blew into his face with the breath of the mountains, as if someone was whispering in his ear. When the car returned to the spacious road, his eyes suddenly became clear again. The blue sky, the bright sunshine, the winding roads, the green wheat fields, everything was so beautiful that he couldn't help but sing loudly.
The car sped forward.
Fleischer couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Dong Qiangqiang's pickup truck, and then commented with a smile: "Few people your age would like this kind of car."
"Haha, I just like this kind of truck," Dong Qiangqiang admitted, "it can haul goods."
Fleischer knelt down and glanced at the chassis of the pickup truck, and then studied the car's engine with admiration in his eyes. He closed the hood of the car and patted it twice: "So if you catch a wild boar again in the future, you can drive it here yourself?"
"Yes, that would be much more convenient." Dong Qiangqiang laughed twice and got back to the topic, "Last time I asked you if you had any friends in Munich, and you said you would check for me..."
"Let's talk as we walk." Fleischer pulled Dong Qiangqiang and walked up to the ridge of the field.
Although the morning sun shone on his body, it was not warm at all and was even a little cold. However, Dong Qiangqiang felt that the wind in the field made him very comfortable.
"I don't know anyone in Munich," Fleischer paused, "but I have a friend in Bremen. He was very interested after hearing about your story about catching wild boars and wanted to get to know you."
"Then he also plans to buy a wild boar? Live or dead?"
"He definitely wants to live." Fleischer said firmly.
"Okay, I have no problem." Dong Qiangqiang hurriedly agreed. Although the number of wild boars in his hand did not even meet Fleischer's demand, it would not be a bad thing to reserve a few more buyers, just in case. If Fleischer doesn't buy something from him one day, he has an alternative, "Can I talk to him directly?"
"Listen to me first. Although he is interested in wild boars, he has additional requirements."
Hearing the euphemism in Fleischer's tone, Dong Qiangqiang immediately guessed that this request might be challenging. "Please say."
"This friend of mine is not in the breeding industry, but in the catering industry. He needs live wild boars, but he hopes you can hunt them without alcohol anesthesia."
"No alcohol?" Dong Qiangqiang was shocked. In his opinion, this request was no longer bold, but almost impossible. "Does he mean for me to catch it with my bare hands?"
"According to him, alcohol will destroy the deliciousness of wild boar meat." Frye shook his head and Scheer replied decisively, "He can't accept it."
Dong Qiangqiang was speechless. He lowered his head and walked slowly in the fields for a while. After passing a green vegetable field, he finally raised his head and asked, "Does your friend have a price quote? If his requirements are so high, then what will he do?" How much do you plan to pay for a wild boar?”
"You still need to negotiate the specific price yourself." Fleischer smiled and patted Dong Qiangqiang's shoulder, "I am only responsible for telling you this matter."
"Just like Count Wagner?" Dong Qiangqiang blinked.
"almost."
"Then he also has his own grazing forest like you?"
"I don't think he has any." Fleischer waved proudly, "My forest is not something just anyone can have."
"Then should I catch one in Bremen or should I catch one here and send it to him?"
Fleischer spread his hands and smiled helplessly. Dong Qiangqiang understood that the smile meant "You need to ask this yourself."
"Then let me think about it." Dong Qiangqiang replied.
"You should think about it, don't worry." Fleischer put his hands on his hips, "If you feel embarrassed, just forget it, I understand."
After bidding farewell to Fleischer, Dong Qiangqiang drove straight to the preparatory school.
When he was still one street away from the main building of the preparatory school, Dong Qiangqiang saw a group of people gathered in front of the notice board of the preparatory school from a distance.
The people in the front row are taller, which makes it impossible for the short people behind to see. They can only stand on tiptoes and look hard, as if there is an invisible hand in the air stretching their necks.
Dong Qiangqiang parked the car and walked towards the notification board with anxiety and excitement.
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