Subtitle of this chapter: I planted a seed

"Second Master, I will help you put the flag on and give you a look."

Yuan Yan suddenly waved his hand and said, "No need, how can I dance with those foreign women after I put the flag on it? The fancy paintings on my face are not comfortable. Besides, those foreigners don't understand, that's it."

"Foreigner..." The three Hongmen brothers looked at each other and laughed hilariously, "Hahaha, Second Master, you are right, foreigners are foreigners!"

In fact, the word "foreigner" was originally a term in Chinese drama, referring to the roles of elderly men, and is usually full of white beards, so it is called "foreigner".

"Brother, I'll fool these foreigners now, and say... resign!" Yuan Yan suddenly said a word, lifted up her opera robe, walked out with confidence, and walked out with confidence.

"Second Master, walk slowly."

Wearing a Chinese dress that is simply not as good as Chinese, our Master Yuan got into the car that had been prepared long ago and came to the venue of the dance, the-new-nork-palace on the upper-east-side Manhattan.

Yuan Yan, who got out of the car, stood outside and looked at the famous Manhattan hotel and found that he looked very familiar. He recalled it and remembered that this was one of the filming locations of the American drama "Gossip-Girl". There is really nothing to say about the American drama "Gossip-Girl". It was just a "romance drama" that several rich n generations had sex with their parents, and they were having sex with them for seven or three times, but in the end they couldn't figure it out.

Our Master Yuan completely ignored the strange gazes of others around him, and followed a group of demons and monsters to the hotel assembly hall. Before he could take out the invitation to enter the venue, he heard someone say hello to him.

"Neo, you're here. By the way, why didn't you bring a female companion?"

Mr. Louis Baker, wearing a soft cloth hat, Inverness (Note 1), holding a pipe in his hand, happened to be standing at the door and saw his Chinese friend at a glance. Who told him to dress so differently?

Female companion? In such an upper class dance party, Yuan Yanshu may not necessarily recruit a sex worker from Chinatown as his female companion.

Our Master Yuan had to smile bitterly and change the topic: "Mr. Louis Baker, you are really dressed up as the gentleman on Baker Street!"

The second generation banker's eyes lit up and he said happily: "You really recognized it..."

"hi, Neo. What is your outfit?"

At this time, another classmate who was familiar to both of them, Mr. John D. McCall, also came over. His outfit was a bit strange. He had a piece of white cloth on his upper body, a leather trousers and boots on the lower body, and a wooden stick in his hand.

Yuan Yan thought to himself, this guy is a basic scholar and not xx, dressed up as a fuck... Well, what does the sheep's man mean? He turned his eyes and saw a golden apple tied to Mr. McCall's belt, and then he understood what the way he was.

Our Master Yuan bowed slightly and said, "Prince-paris, this is a hero of our ancient Serris, one of the generals-of-five-tigers, yong-dragon-zhao."

Mr. John D-McCall deliberately made an exaggerated expression and said, "Wow, Neo, you even know the Battle of Troy... Sometimes, it's really hard for me to imagine that you are a Chinese!"

After hearing this, Yuan Yan's face became so tight, but she sighed in her heart.

The United States in 1920... If you trace it back, in fact, since the cannon sound of the Pearl River Estuary in 1840, breaking the painted skin of the Celestial Kingdom, the discrimination against the Chinese people in the Western world has been so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. However, the white skin a hundred years later, as well as those black skin, black and white skin, white yellow skin, black and yellow skin, black and white skin and yellow skin are not so obvious.

To be honest, it is really hard for him to ignore all kinds of discrimination that are always around him. However, Yuan Yanshu also understood that if he really couldn't overcome this hurdle, he would not deal with the white-skinned ghosts, just like the Liufingered Qin Demon and the others, so he would retract back to Chinatown.

Our Master Yuan himself did not realize that on October 1, 1920, there was a seed in his subconscious mind. Yuan Yanshu's various experiences in the United States of this time and space are the nutrients for this seed to grow desperately.

For this reason, although he always feels intentional or unintentional discrimination when dealing with these foreigners, he forced himself to ignore that psychological discomfort.

Moreover, the two young Americans with some left-wing tendencies in front of them didn't feel that what they said offended Yuan Yanshu, and they thought it was a compliment.

Our Master Yuan had to take a deep breath and forced a change of topic: "By the way, Your Highness the Prince... Where is your Helen?"

The short fuck... Well, the sheep man stood on tiptoe and looked around, and after a while, he said, "She probably went to the bar."

Hearing the word "bar", Yuan Yan, who had been drinking for many days, swallowed and said, "I'm a little thirsty, where can I have a 'drink'?"

Sherlock Holmes and Prince Paris looked at each other, then laughed and said, "Neo, don't worry. Today's 'beverage' is open, but... the real 'beverage' requires you to get it from the bar."

Of course Yuan Yanshu knew what they meant, and waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll go have a 'drink' first, and I'll talk later..."

"Please give me a cup of vodka-martini,shaken, not-stirred."

Vodka martini, shake, don't stir. This is naturally a famous line from a famous British spy gentleman.

"Wow, it's really a good taste, especially for Chinese people. Barman (bartender), also gave me a glass of the same."

Our Master Yuan didn't take a deep breath this time. He turned his head and saw a black-haired woman wearing Peplus (Note 2), wearing a laurel on her head and holding a small harp in her hand, standing next to her with a smile.

He said casually: "As a Greek, should you call a glass of 'Aphrodit'?"

The brunette woman responded quickly and immediately responded: "Oh, then this gentleman, as a Chinese, shouldn't you drink 'Chang Island Ice Tea'? (Note 3)"

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Note 1: Inverness is inverness in English, and it is named after the northern city of Scotland. This shawl coat was quite popular among the 19th-century Victorian British gentlemen. Of course, this is the most common image of the gentleman on Baker Street.

Note 2: Peplos is a dress for ancient Greek women, a long skirt made of a whole piece of cloth and a belt around the waist.
Chapter completed!