Zhang Heng and Nanako shook hands, and Chen Huadong explained why he asked Zhang Heng to save the day.
Halfway through their shopping, Nanako Mukaiji suddenly mentioned that she wanted to go to the bookstore to take a look. She said that she wanted to find a few Chinese books to practice her reading, but she could not remember the names of the books. All she could do was describe the contents of the books. Unfortunately, Chen Huadong's Japanese was half-baked, and it was difficult for him to guess what kind of books Nanako Mukaiji wanted. So, he had no choice but to ask Zhang Heng, whose Japanese was much better, for help.
"Help me out this time, and I'll treat you to dinner."
"What do you want to eat?"
"How about … wonton?" Chen Huadong looked at Zhang Heng's expression, and the latter was noncommittal. So, Chen Huadong had no choice but to change his mind. "The most popular seafood barbecue restaurant on the food street."
"Sure." Zhang Heng nodded.
"I'm paying a lot," Chen Huadong said. Chen Huadong said, "Your service must be more attentive. Hmm, it can't be too attentive. Otherwise, I will lose out to you. Oh no, I'm starting to think that it's not a wise move to hire you. By the way, you already have Shen Xixi, Hayase Asuka, and a rich woman, Han Lu. You won't snatch Nanako from me, will you?" As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Heng suspiciously.
"Remember, I want to eat six oysters," Zhang Heng said.
"No way," Chen Huadong's expression changed. "One oyster costs 18 yuan, and six of them will cost you more than 100 yuan. Besides, that thing doesn't take up much space. Are you going to eat grilled fish, grilled shrimp, and octopus after this? Can't you have some grilled steamed buns, grilled eggplant, or something? It's economical and affordable. You can even have some barbecue skewers or chicken wings."
"Seafood barbecue? What else can I eat if not seafood?" Zhang Heng ignored Chen Huadong's shocked expression.
"…"
"What are you guys talking about? It sounds delicious." Nanako Mukaiji asked curiously. Although she was working hard to learn Chinese, her vocabulary was limited. She could barely understand fish, shrimp, and chicken wings. She looked at Zhang Heng and Chen Huadong, who looked like he was about to face a formidable enemy. The ahoge on her head swayed, making her look even more adorable.
When Chen Huadong witnessed this scene, he immediately felt satisfied that Ah Wei was dead.
Oysters, grilled prawns, and octopus weren't important anymore … He couldn't help sighing in his half-baked anime-style Japanese, "Nanako, angel, Heng, devil."
"Eh?" Nanako Mukaiji was suddenly praised, and she revealed a shy expression.
On the other side, Zhang Heng also said, "What book do you want? Tell me."
"Really? Then I'll have to trouble you, senior."
After that, the three of them walked into the bookstore, and Nanako Mukaiji described the contents of the book to Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng then asked the staff about it, but most of them had never read it before. So, he could only search for it in the corresponding area.
Zhang Heng flipped through the waistcoat and introduction. This was the fastest way, but many waistcoats these days were filled with nonsense. It made people suspect that the person who wrote the waistcoat had never read the original content at all. Or perhaps, they had read the original content and deliberately hinted in the direction that the public would like it to sell well. As a result, after one bought it home and read it, one would find that the content and the waistcoat were two completely different books.
This kind of situation was quite common.
Even with Chen Huadong's help, it took the three almost an hour to find almost all the books that Nanako Mukaiji wanted. Now, there was only one book left. It was a poetry collection, and the author was Spanish.
Nanako Mukaiji was a little embarrassed, "Why don't we forget about the last one? It has already taken up a lot of your time."
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, we have nothing to do, right?" Chen Huadong looked at Zhang Heng.
For the sake of the seafood barbecue in the future, Zhang Heng had to support Chen Huadong at this time. "Well, it just so happens that I want to buy a few books to read. Just take it as helping you."
"Chen-san, thank you." Nanako Mukaiji smiled at Chen Huadong. She was not stupid. Of course, she knew that Zhang Heng took the time to come here because of Chen Huadong.
"Ah, it's nothing. You don't have to be so polite with me. I'm your Chinese teacher." Chen Huadong scratched his head. He had to admit that Zhang Heng did a good job this time. He first listened to Nanako Mukaiji's explanation, then translated it into Chinese and told Chen Huadong about it. This way, the three of them could search for the books together.
And Zhang Heng played the role of a wingman perfectly. He never stood out, and basically, he would hint to Chen Huadong about the books he found so that Chen Huadong could pass them to Nanako Mukaiji. Chen Huadong's worried heart finally settled down. When Nanako Mukaiji wasn't paying attention, he secretly gave Zhang Heng a thumbs up.
Zhang Heng responded with a six-finger gesture.
So, Chen Huadong's eyes were filled with tears, pain and happiness at the same time.
There was only one book left. Zhang Heng pointed to a bookshelf that he had walked past earlier. Chen Huadong immediately understood, ran over, and pretended to touch the book.
And Zhang Heng took a poetry collection and translated it for Nanako Mukaiji to confirm.
Of course, the latter shook her head. So, Zhang Heng put the poetry collection back on the shelf. But at this time, he paused because he saw another book on the shelf.
It was a book that shouldn't have appeared here.
Of course, there were cases of people randomly leaving books in the bookstore, but Zhang Heng had roughly looked at the books on the shelf before. At that time, he did not notice the existence of this book. It was nothing for ordinary people, but with Zhang Heng's observation skills, the probability of this happening was not high.
In other words, this book should have just been placed here by someone.
Zhang Heng was about to pull the book out, but the next moment, a hand grabbed the book first.
"Oh, it turns out that you left it here."
"It seems that you have been very free recently." When Zhang Heng heard the voice, he knew who it was. He turned his head and saw the old face of the old man in the Tang suit.
"I guess this is the benefit of being your own boss. Although the pressure is great, at least you have more freedom in your time. You can go wherever you want." The latter shrugged, glanced at Nanako Mukaiji, and asked with interest, "Are you dating? Did you get a new girlfriend?"
"No, I'm just doing a favor for a friend," Zhang Heng replied.
"That's good. Old people are always more nostalgic. I still prefer the little girl named Hayase Asuka. Fan Meinan is not bad too. As for Shen Xixi … you know that I don't like the woman behind her, but I have to admit that you have a good taste in picking your girlfriend," the old man said while quietly tucking the book under his arm.
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