Seeing his different expression, Lai Gouer picked up the object in his hand and said, "Brother, have you seen this?"
Fang Zheng remained silent and quickly took the object from Lai Gou'er's hand, put it to his nose and smelled it.
The pipe, although it looked different from the regular pipes he knew, it was definitely a fucking pipe!
It smells like smoke, and there's still tobacco in it!
Fang Zheng said with a serious expression: "Where did you get this thing?"
Lai Gou'er said: "This is called Tamba Sang. I saw some Nanyang people smoking something at Honglu Temple. At first I thought it smelled bad, but then I tried two handfuls and it seemed a bit interesting, but it burned everywhere. It all smells bad, so I have to avoid people..."
"Brother, this is good stuff. After smoking it, it will make you feel happy! It's so refreshing!"
Fang Zheng kept his face and said nothing, Lai Gou'er said uneasily: "Brother, is there any problem with this?"
"Fuck you, you're addicted and poisoned! I've seen this thing before. It's so poisonous that your lungs will turn black after being smoked!" Fang Zheng said in a deep voice, "At first you felt good, but then you left. If you stop using it, it will make you addicted day by day. The more you smoke, the more harmful it will be to your body. It may even prevent you from giving birth to a child, and in the worst case, you may die!"
Lai Gouer jumped up and said with fear: "Really? I thought it was a good thing. Those damn Nanyang people are really nothing..."
Fang Zheng shook his head: "Perhaps people in Nanyang don't know the toxicity of this thing. But you don't have to be afraid. Fortunately, you didn't smoke it for a long time and you can still raise it. I will confiscate this. You can go there when you have time." Honglu Temple bought me all the goods from Nanyang people, and I must not let them appear in the Dajing market."
Cigarettes are a magic weapon for collecting taxes. Later generations often hear people say that the tax revenue from this thing supports a lot of people and promotes the economy.
But that’s not how it works. If all the money spent on cigarettes flows into the normal consumer market, it will definitely promote society and create higher value.
On the other hand, the waste caused in medical treatment is also immeasurable. This is an extremely complicated account, and it is definitely not as simple as it appears.
But all in all, it is inevitable that the harm will outweigh the benefits.
Now that it has appeared, we should make preparations to publicize its harm to the public in newspapers to reduce future losses...
As soon as Fang Zheng lowered his head and thought about it, Lai Gou'er was in shock and took out the Tamba wild rice in his arms and handed it to Fang Zheng: "I'm really fine, brother. Isn't it possible that I won't be able to give birth to a child?"
As soon as Fang Zheng took it, "No, but you can't touch it from now on. You can go back and help the priest and the others order food."
Lai Gou'er nodded with lingering fear, and just as he turned around, Fang Zheng stopped him and said sternly: "By the way, give me your Huozhezi too, and you must not touch it in the future. If you let me know, I will break your legs. Do you understand?" ?”
"I can touch this thing even if I die, brother, don't worry." Lai Gou'er said and handed the fire certificate to Fang Zhengyi.
Fang Zheng said sternly: "Just remember, I will go to the latrine to destroy these evil weeds first, and I will come back later..."
...
In a deserted alley, a sneaky figure looked around.
After making sure that no one was coming, the wretched figure took out his pipe, wiped it vigorously, and then took out his shackles and blew two times.
Fang Zhengyi's eyes were filled with excitement, and he watched as the sparks in front of him gradually ignited.
At this sacred and solemn moment, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Huh~"
Smoke spurted out, then sucked back in again.
"Cough! Cough! Cough! Grass!"
After several ferocious coughs, Fang Zhengyi endured the strong pungent discomfort in his chest and took another sip.
"Hiss~hu~~"
A moan sounded, and Fang Zhengyi's body swayed twice, holding on to the wall. There was still dizziness in his mind, but a sweet smile appeared on his face.
Damn, this is it!
After reviewing his past life memories, Fang Zhengyi looked at the pipe with regret.
This damn thing is not good at all, and the lungs are still tender. Taking this bite today is a way to reminisce about the past, and bid farewell to it from now on!
After making up his mind, Fang Zheng picked up his pipe and walked back to the restaurant.
.....
As soon as they arrived at the door of the restaurant, a faint quarrel came from inside.
Fang Zheng frowned slightly.
With such a large group of foreigners, something unexpected happened after all.
When he stepped through the door, he saw Father Sorje, with an indignant look on his face, seemingly arguing with the owner of the restaurant, and hurriedly taunting him in his native language.
The restaurant owner listened to his chatter, and his head was filled with questions...
Lai Gouer and Lufa were arguing at the side.
A group of foreigners stood up one after another and stood behind Father Solje with eager eyes.
Fang Zheng coughed slightly, and the quarrel stopped immediately.
Father Solje looked sideways and immediately complained: "Master Fang, this man looks down on me and spits in the food..."
With that said, he raised the dinner plate and brought it to Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng looked down and saw a large mouthful of spit in a braised side dish.
Dang Cheng's face darkened and he looked at Lufa: "What's going on? You can't handle such a small thing?"
Lufa hurried forward, grabbed Fang Zhengyi with one hand and the restaurant manager with the other, and walked towards the kitchen.
When he arrived at the kitchen, Rufa smiled bitterly and said: "Master, there is indeed something wrong. The priest was chatting with me just now. The foreigner spoke bluntly and said that our food in Dajing was unpalatable. The waiter heard it and spit at the mouth when serving the food. This I wanted to vomit so much, so I vomited it into the soup. I didn’t use my brain at all, damn it!”
The restaurant owner panicked and said, "Master, this and this... I didn't know they were your guests. The guy below didn't take care of him, so I fired him immediately. I've invited all these people today!"
Fang Zhengyi grimaced, raised his hand and said: "Forget it, I've already offended him even though I've vomited, why should I quit him? There are so many foreigners in our Taoyuan County, it can be considered an international metropolis after all. Can the level of service industry be improved?" Serve some, you just know how to watch the food being served!"
"He's a foreigner who eats swill and has never seen it on the market. Why are you so anxious? How can he do a shitty business with such virtue? Please pay more attention to him in the future."
The restaurant owner nodded with a flattering smile on his face: "Then...then Master, what should we do about this matter?"
Fang Zheng touched his forehead.
What should I do? They have to be convinced to work. If they are discriminated against when they come here, it will be bad if they run away with free labor later.
"In this way, for the dish just now, take some egg whites, beat some foam, and put it on top..."
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