Well, those who read my posts probably have a slight idea that I’m a bundle of health issues…
And today, those health issues have finally landed me in the ER (yay…)
So, I can’t get up without crashing(which landed me in the ER and a small puddle of blood)
I mean, I had these episodes before, the most they did was cause me to not be able to translate or do schoolwork… which is why my translating is awesomely slow~
But it has finally reached the point where I can’t denie the doctor anymore T-T
I busted my face, so my lips needed several layers of stitches… talk about killer and now I have to watch what I eat…
Eh, so a guess work of what I have is infection, unknown, etc etc… orz (At least they checked and made sure I’m not anemic)
Time to figure out how to pay the bills… damn poor college life…
Either way, just a heads up since I know I’m kinda overdue on chapters… like Happy Little Mayor…
This is just what I have done, it’s almost done, just about 10 paragraphs I didn’t translate…
Now I’ll go back to my hospital bed… Its surprisingly comfortable lolWhat I have Done of HLM
Chapter 12: Be As Resourceful and Brave Like Old Wang
The dining hall was styled like a kitchen and the fat chef Kobe cooked right in front of the two men on the dining table.
Wang Bo could see every ingredient he used, and could also see his cooking actions. Everything was very transparent, they did not need to worry about food hygiene.
In fact, what the fat chef wanted to display wasn’t the hygiene of the food, but his cooking skills, his knife skills, his movement, his control toward the ingredients, and his usage of spices. Every action of this chef was specially learned, cooking and dancing were the same, the movements have a special sense of beauty.
In addition, the dishes he made were also very pretty, the first to come up was cheese salad, there was the red tomatoes, green peppers, fresh cucûmbers, thin black olives, translucent onion rings along with a block of neat white cheese. The salad they turned into wasn’t something carelessly thrown together, but were paired up layer upon layer, the matching colors were very beautiful.
Wang Bo tasted it, he didn’t know what kind of salad dressing was used, but the cheese was slightly sweet and soft as he ate it, the fruit were a bit sweet and sour while the vegetables all maintained their original flavor. The taste was unordinary.
The starting dish was a caviar burrito and a few slices of ham, the soup was borscht, the cold dish Wang Bo could not make out, the main course was a spanish seafood pot and then gave him a piece of steak meat the size of an infant’s palm.
While he ate, Wang Bo was anxious and frightened. While the food was both pretty and delicious, but he estimated the price wasn’t low! But since this restuarant was just a two star rating, it cannot sell the price of a five star restaurant right?
After they finished eating, there was also a small cup of black coffee. Charlie asked while sipping: “How is it, Wang? How’s my buddy’s cooking skills?”
Wang Bo bared his teeth as he said: “Wonderful, simply perfect! I bet that with your friend’s skills, even if he went to a five star restaurant and become the head chef, he is more than enough!”
In order to let the fat chef hear his words of praise, he deliberately used English.
The fat chef laughed loudly and stood up, saying: “Wang, you are different from the common chinese people, you have humor and like to make jokes. I like you.”
Old Wang felt strange, how did I make a joke?
Charlie’s understanding of him clearly surpassed the fat chef, so when Kobe left, he mischievously smiled and said: “You saw the sign in front of the door that said two stars right and thought this two star restaurant can’t be compared to a five star restaurant?”
“Is it now?” Wang Bo asked.
Charlie hooked his finger at him to get closer in front of his, saying in a low voice: “That is the Michelin two star rating, I don’t know how many of this rank are in the world, but the higher rating of Michelin three stars, in the entire world, there isn’t even 110 of them!”
Hearing this, Old Wang felt that the coffee in his mouth was especially bitter.
“Thankfully you did not bring Eva here to eat, otherwise you would have to leave a kidney here.” Charlie’s smile was becoming more and more proud.
Wang Bo would lose the battle, but he would not lose the war and he toughly said: “I will certainly bring Eva here to eat in the future, I do not believe Eva is a superficial woman that would order particularly expensive dishes.”
Charlie shrugged his shoulders and used an expression of expectation: “I will wait for the day you ask Eva out to eat.”
When the bill finally came, Wang Bo was panic-stricken like he had just gotten his college entrance examination scores.
The result was that it was not that expensive, the two people spent a total of 200 niubi.
Wang Bo released a breath, the server by the side was unable to print the bill for the food because what they paid was barely the price of the raw materials, in other words, the raw materials of the food they ate valued at 200 niubi!
“If it was at normal price, how much would this be?” Wang Bo quietly asked the server.
“Roughly around one thousand or so.” The server said with a smile.
Wang Bo left in silence, being a mayor his fart. If he had known earlier, he would had went to Singapore Oriental Univeristy to become a chef, one time of food was eight hundred in profit, if it was converted into yuan, this was four thousand, one year to buy a car, buy a house and walk the path of a Ms. Perfect life to the pinnacle.
Luckily the fat chef was loyal to his friends and only charged the cost of materials, if he had to pay the whole thing, Wang Bo really could not afford it today.
He brought twenty thousand to New Zealand, if it was converted to New Zealand’s currency, then it was around four thousand. These past few days of staying in the hotels and all sorts of shopping and eating, he only has around eight hundred left.
Returning to the hotel, Charlie went to park his car and he went up the stairs alone.
As he went in, in the corridor, he saw five burly guys leaning against the wall.
All of these men were tall and strong, their face fierce looking. They were only wearing a black vest, exposing exaggerated muscles and colorful tattoos outside, one look and you could tell they were not good news.
Especially a bald large man that had a full beard, he guessed that he was around two meters tall and the muscles on his arms were almost exploding out of the vest. There was a roaring lion tattoo on his left shoulder while the right had a scorpion, there was even a tattoo on his neck.
If these people were placed in Beijing, just looking at their faces would have them be treated as terrorist and disposed of.
The five people noticed Wang Bo and all signaled to each other with their eyes. Wang Bo also noticed them and a bad feeling appeared in his chest: These people should be a bunch of gangsters, perhaps they want to do something to him!
He went on alert, intentionally waiting for Charlie, but Charlie this guy was being a let down at such a critical moment. Just parking a car takes this long, he dawdled for a while and did not try to go upstairs.
At this time, the tattooed large mens complexion was being worse and Wang Bo then quietly pulled out his keys to open the door, ready for battle at the same time.
After he opened the door, he quickly walked in and prepared to lock the door, if he could avoid conflict, then he would rather not conflict. This wasn’t China after all.
The result was that the large men’s movements were also very fast, they went and crowded behind Wang Bo into the room, all of their expression were shady and grim, wishing they could open their mouth and yell they aren’t good people.
Wang Bo know the principle of striking first to gain the upper hand, he will not left these bunch of gangsters kidnap him. Therefore he took a deep breath and his right hand was like a meteor striking, bending and opening his legs with his waist and abdomen sending out force to his fist as he attack.
If it was in the past, Old Wang would definitely not dare to go against these people, the other party would be able to tear his arm off and turn him into bun stuffing.
But now that he has the Lord’s Heart, he was no longer a weak chicken. Although he didn’t fight back in the airport, he had already learned of his body’s fighting strength.
As such, at this moment he displayed the style of Ye Wen and possessed the body of Wong Fei Hung, he had nothing to fear!
“Bang!” A muffled sound echoed, Wang Bo’s fist heavily hit the head man’s underbelly.
That large man was no longer grim like before as his eyes and tongue suddenly stretched out and he miserly fell to the ground howling as he held his abdomen.