Rebirth and marriage are sweet as honey

Chapter 479 Chinese culture is extensive and profound

"Look, look! Bai Yuan's face is turning green with anger!!!"

Bai Qian limped into Mo Qinghan's bedroom, plopped into the big soft bed, and lay side by side with Mo Qinghan.

Mo Qinghan, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and glanced at the mobile phone handed to him. The video was being downloaded.

Mo Qinghan scoffed, "Can you zoom in?"

"Oh!" Bai Qian stretched out his hand and clicked, and the entire screen was occupied by the video.

Tang Li scolded from inside.

After Bai Qian finished listening, he looked confused, and Mo Qinghan couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What... does this mean?" Although Bai Qian had learned Chinese, he was not proficient. He could only understand some idioms in front of these words, and knew that they were curse words.

But in the wechat group, the bottom of the video has already exploded.

Especially for Lin Ziye, the news came one after another.

Mo Qinghan glanced at him, with contempt in his eyes, as if he was laughing at him, but he didn't know.

Under Bai Qian's repeated requests, Mo Qinghan began to explain: "The previous idioms are all curses, and the latter ones are allegories."

Bai Qian's azure blue eyes gleamed, not to mention how serious he was.

Mo Qinghan coughed lightly, and since he couldn't say the rest, he asked Bai Qian to check Baidu by himself.

With a serious face, Bai Qian found a piece of paper and a pen from the bedside table beside him, and began to record what Tang Li said, looking them up one by one.

After checking everything, Bai Qian's eyes were full of admiration.

"Chinese culture is really broad and profound!"

Mo Qing smiled coldly and scolded him for being ignorant.

Bai Qian didn't bother with him, and started to look at his phone, "Fourth brother! Do you think... am I the... sorghum sprinkled in the millet field?"

Mo Qinghan suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Bai Qian with a private gaze, and said quietly, "What did you say?"

"I... I didn't say anything!"

Bai Qian obediently kept his mouth shut. Didn't he mean that he was a bastard? Why don't you get so angry.

However, he soon understood what "hybrid" meant.

He stretched out his hand and patted his mouth a few times, it turned out to be like this...

He also thought that hetero/race meant mixed race.

Since then, Bai Qian never dared to use Chinese indiscriminately.

On the other side, the auction officially started. The first few auction items were antiques, jewelry, calligraphy and paintings.

As for the piece of land they want, it must be the finale.

Bo Yuan sat on the seat, and the assistant sat beside him.

The assistant was a white man, very curious about Chinese culture, and with a strong memory, he memorized Tang Li's words, and began to look them up one by one.

When he saw the meaning of those words, he subconsciously glanced at Bai Yuan.

Seeing that Bo Yuan was looking at the auction items seriously, his heart trembled.

"What are you looking at?" Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, Bo Yuan's voice rang above his head, and the assistant was so frightened that he dropped the phone and dropped it on Bo Yuan's pants.

Jiang Yuchen, Tang Li, and Jiang Yi kept staring in their direction. Seeing this, the three of them laughed out loud at the same time.

On the stage, the host spoke vividly, introducing the jade in the hands of the models beside him, but no one noticed them.

Bai Yuan lowered his eyes, the phone was stuck on the search interface, he reached out and clicked on the search, took a look, and was so angry that he almost lost his breath.

Multiple search boxes appeared on the screen of the mobile phone, one of which was impressively written: "There are no seedlings in the field - bad seeds. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven - king (forget) eight!"

(End of this chapter)