This mess confused Mr. Li. He had to secretly ask Robbie, "Does this guy have any mental problems?"
"I heard you, I heard you." The young man immediately pointed at him.
Li Du was shocked. This guy's hearing was really good. Li Du had spoken very softly, and the young man had been playing with the golden retriever. The fact that he could still hear Li Du's voice showed that he was gifted.
Conrad stopped and said, "I don't have mental problems, of course I don't. But maybe I'm a little agitated or anxious. Who cares? I'm not going to die anyway, right?"
Li Du was caught red-handed talking behind someone's back. He nodded awkwardly. "You're right."
The golden retriever hadn't had enough fun yet. He pounced on Conrad from behind and pushed him to the ground. Conrad fell flat on his face.
Conrad pushed the golden retriever away and yelled, "Little plane, go away!"
The golden retriever ran away with its tail between its legs.
Conrad got up and reached out his hand. "Now we know each other. Hello, Li Du, I'm Mond Conrad …"
"Hello, you just introduced yourself." Li Du had to interrupt him. This guy was too talkative. He could not stand it.
"I'm not done. Please let me finish. My English name is Mond Conrad, and my Chinese name is Lu Guan."
This self-introduction shocked Li Du. "My God, do you know what Lu Guan means? And the tattoo on your chest. I don't know how to describe it, but I think you've made a mistake. "
Conrad said matter-of-factly, "Of course I know. Lu Guan, the Da Vinci of China, the ancient Edison, a genius inventor!"
Li Du was stunned for a while and said weakly, "You mean Lu Ban?"
"Yeah, Lu Guan, that's him. You know who I'm talking about. Haha, that's great. I'm talking about him because I'm a genius inventor. I bet we're the same kind of people." Conrad laughed happily.
Li Du sighed and said, "It's Lu Ban, not Lu Guan. Your pronunciation is not good in Chinese."
Conrad asked in surprise, "What do you mean bad?"
Li Du felt a deep sense of helplessness. He was only there to buy a carriage, not to teach Chinese, and certainly not to spread Chinese culture.
However, out of politeness, he still gave an introduction. "Lu Guan, it sounds like masturbation, which translates to masturbation."
Hearing his words, Conrad laughed. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, I like to beat planes. My nickname is Jet Plane, and my dog is Little Plane. My name is Lu Guan!"
Li Du held his head with both hands and tried to calm himself down. "Alright, buddy, as long as you like it..."
"Of course I do. I love this Chinese name. From now on, call me Lu Guan. Don't call me Mond. Don't call me Mr. Conrad. My father is Mr. Conrad, and Mr. Conrad is dead."
Hans said to Robbie, "Damn, why didn't you tell us that this guy likes to talk?"
Robbie said, "That's not chattering. He hasn't had a drink yet."
Conrad turned his head and shouted, "Hey, don't talk behind my back. If you have something to say, say it to my face. And Robbie is right, I don't talk much these days. "
Li Du was surprised. He had only heard Hans and Robbie talking, but he couldn't hear what they were saying. However, this young man seemed to have heard everything.
He coughed and said, "Mond, I mean, buddy..."
"Lu Guan," Conrad emphasized.
Li Du sighed and said, "Well, Mr. Lu Guan, I see you have a carriage here. It's like this. I'm very interested in it..."
"Then it belongs to you." Lu Guan patted him on the shoulder.
Li Du was still surprised. "What?"
He felt that ever since he met this guy, his brain was not enough to process everything.
Lu Guan said, "You're interested in it. I'm giving it to you."
Li Du asked, "You're giving it to me? No money, no trade. You're giving it to me?"
Lu Guan nodded. "Yes."
"Why?"
"Because you told me about the meaning of my Chinese name. I'm very grateful to you."
Li Du patted his forehead with his palm and said, "Well, I'm very grateful to you, but it's nothing. I think..."
"What do you mean? This guy is really a straightforward person. What's your name? Masturbating? "Hans interrupted him and said enthusiastically.
Li Du corrected him. "Don't pronounce it like that. Guan, it's Guan, Lu Guan."
Lu Guan was already funny enough. If he called it masturbating, Li Du felt that it was a little insulting and an insult to Chinese culture.
Anyway, he had earned a carriage just like that.
Li Du felt bad. Although the carriage was old, it was well preserved. It had been repainted, and the frame was very sturdy.
Moreover, the carriage had old-fashioned shafts and old rubber tires. He felt that it was worth at least a thousand dollars.
Under such circumstances, when they parted, Lu Guan expressed his desire to exchange contact information. Li Du happily gave him his phone number, Twitter, and Face Book.
When they parted, Lu Guan asked, "In the future, if I want to know more about Chinese culture, can I look for you?"
Li Du said, "You're welcome anytime. We have a campsite on the west side of the Amish village. I'll give you the address, and you can go there."
"Okay."
Just like that, he arrived in a daze, left in a daze, and received a decent-looking carriage in a daze.
When he returned, Robby found him a set of bridles, reins, and bent wood. He hung it on the quarter horse and attached it to the carriage. The scene of a medieval horse-drawn carriage was recreated.
There was an auction that day, so there were many people at Hoffman's auction house.
Seeing the horse-drawn carriage, an old white man immediately walked over and asked, "Buddy, is this also an auction item today? Why haven't I seen it before? "
Li Du said, "No, this is a gift I want to give to someone."
The old white man shook his head regretfully and said, "Not an auction item? That's a pity. Are you interested in selling it? You can change your gift. "
Robby asked, "How much?"
The old white man said, "I have two thousand dollars here. What do you think?"
Li Du waved his hand and said, "Sorry, I can't sell it. I have to give it to a friend as a gift."
The old white man was very stubborn. He asked, "You name the price. Three thousand dollars?"
"I really can't, I really can't sell it."
"Four thousand dollars?"
"Sorry, it's not about money." Li Du was actually tempted. Were horse-drawn carriages that popular?
Seeing that he was determined, the old white man sighed. At this time, Robby came up to him and said, "We can talk. Do you need a horse-drawn carriage? Leave me your contact, I'll find one for you. "
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