Chapter 592: The Taste of Home

If you have a corpse, you can know the time, and if you have a head, you can restore the human race, which is completely the behavior of a treasure hunter because of his boring curiosity. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It's just for money, it's not archaeology, it's rich and idle at all.

I wrapped the huge ring in a napkin and put it in my pocket, and I gestured the size of it on my hand.

Guan Xingquan saw Zhang Nan's movements and asked, "What, are you going to wear it yourself?"

"Wash it and then say, it looks a little ugly. Why, do you like it? ā€

As he spoke, he handed the paper bag to Guan Xingquan.

Guan Boss didn't answer, and Brown on the side was eyelids: the color of this red diamond is relatively positive, and the interior is quite clean, although the pondering process is miserable, but the size is at least more than 50 carats!

If it is reprocessed, it can produce a super red diamond of more than 30 carats, which is the first in the world.

This boss actually gave it away: the relationship between Boss Guan and the boss is really iron!

"Aside from watches, I'm not interested in dead people's things. ā€

Guan Xingquan still speaks so directly, and he is probably the only one who can talk to Zhang Nan like this here.

As a family, you have to speak directly, and you have to be polite.

Since you don't want to, put the small paper bag in your pocket, "Whatever you want." ā€

glanced at the time, "Damn, it's almost half past five, let's go eat first." ā€

There is no sun and moon in the cave, and if you don't go back, Lily will be furious, and she said that she would accompany her to dinner.

There was a black line in everyone's heads, especially Xiang Zhangsheng and Brown, looking at the head of the statue and Chen Hao who came in with the cutting machine, they really didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Guan Xingquan said to Zhang Nan: "Either you and Alyosha and they go back first, and we will get those stones down first." ā€

"It's fine. ā€

"By the way, this idol is really gone?"

"Look at the cold. ā€

Ruined it.

Zhang Nan walked out, Lin Ming automatically followed, arrived outside the entrance of the cave, and got into the car driven by Alyosha.

It will take a few days to clean the cave, and the cutting machine that Chen Hao moved in just now is a portable little guy, which is going to be used to cut the head and arms.

If you want to get those murals, you need to use big guys, and you also need to have fixed shelves, but fortunately, these equipment are available in the mine, and the people who can operate them are also guys from their hometowns.

Give a little extra bonus and know how to keep your mouth shut and keep it a secret.

Zhang Nan will leave Zimbabwe in a few days, and everyone in the mine knows that in order to reassure the boss, all the murals inside must be removed before Zhang Nan leaves, and then the cave will be completely blown up.

Boss peace of mind is important.

The three of them went back to the camp first, found a sink, rubbed some soap on the big ring, and then took a brush for brushing shoes, and wiped the ring inside and out.

I went to the kitchen again to find some spirits, and then the ring was poisoned.

Try it on your left hand: don't look at the ring big enough, the inner diameter is actually quite small, the middle finger is too tight, and the ring finger is just right.

Enough to break the cow!

An antique gold inlaid with primitive super diamond rings, if you wear it out, don't worry about brocade night walking, it is estimated that it will cause a sensation.

Then, Zhang Nan thought of something depressed, and honestly took off the ring and stuffed it back into his pocket.

My own skin is allergic to gold, platinum watches are fine, platinum is fine, but I have never worn a gold ring in my life - the ring is tightly attached, and the skin of the finger will blister after a long time.

Allergic system, really strange situation.

I'm going to eat.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the cafeteria, I saw Hanson Bruce, the late general manager of "United Forces".

As soon as he saw the boss, Hansen said, "Boss, I sent you to the farm for dinner, and Chef Wang said that he prepared hometown dishes for you." ā€

Comrade Wang Kaihuo, who resigned from his job as a full-time chef in the canteen of the county people's armed forces department and was fooled into going to Zimbabwe, played a big role in the initial stage of the preparation of the mine, but he had been here nearly 20 years ago.

Dealing with the locals is very handsome, except for the change of political power and the change of the name of the country, everything else is basically the same as more than ten years ago.

He even did meet a few officers who had been taught by himself, but they were basically already local officials.

In those months or two, Wang Kaihuo was the busiest person in the mine, and there were socials at both ends for three days, and the Zimbabweans were hospitable, and the original instructor would come to Zimbabwe to surprise many black buddies.

There are even students from the western provinces and regions who came to reminisce about the old blades: now those people are basically in real power, although the level is not high, the middle level is the mainstay, and they have to deal with it.

With the title of manager of the logistics department of a mine construction company, he is nominally not an employee of "Xingchen International", but a person from the hired construction team, so as not to think too much about it.

However, there are also times when old friends gather for a temporary banquet, and the next thing is to contact them when they are free, and Comrade Wang finds that he seems to be idle.

This is not good, you can't take money for nothing and not work.

Isn't it the title of a logistics manager, he doesn't understand construction procurement, and he has nothing to do, but he is familiar with it when it comes to his mouth.

He took care of going to the city to buy daily necessities, and he could bargain with the vegetable vendors in the local language for half a day, and he could make the cattle dealers dizzy when he went to buy beef.

The black buddies didn't dare to hack him, and the deputy police chief in charge of public security called him "Instructor Wang" when they met, and the police who managed the security near the market would take the initiative to greet him when they saw him.

I want to help me fight the world at the beginning, but today's Zimbabwean black buddies are more realistic, and they quickly accepted such a big customer who would drive a broken pickup truck to purchase almost every day.

For big customers, the daily fresh ingredients can make the wholesaler earn a lot more, and it can catch up with the volume of a restaurant.

After a month, the expenses of the mine canteen have been saved, and the food level has gone up a lot, you must know that the black buddies eat less vegetables, if it weren't for Manager Wang running around to make purchases, everyone wouldn't see green leafy vegetables a few times a week.

This time the boss came, Wang Kaihuo thought about something special, now the salary is super high, the family has bought a suite, moved out of the original collective building, thank you.

And then......

Zhang Nan saw a dish in the farm restaurant that he had been thinking about for more than half a year: the stewed duck from Chongren in Yuexiang, his hometown.

Zhang Nan immediately came to the dining table, the fragrance in his memory, the duck on the plate looked exactly the same as the shaoxing duck in his hometown, and there was no twine in his hometown, so he was tied with cotton thread.

The chef was on the side, and Zhang Nan asked with a smile on his face, "Where did the duck come from?"

In Africa, Zhang Nan doesn't seem to see any ducks, but there are many chickens.

Chef Wang was very satisfied with the boss's reaction, and said: "I went to the African black duck from the east side of the river, and it seems that the people here rarely eat wild ducks.

There is no dried bamboo shoots, and the bamboo shoots in Mozambique in the east cannot be eaten at all. ā€

No matter, let's talk about two chopsticks first, it's really the taste of hometown.