121: C121 They're All Stupid Deer

C121 They're All Stupid Deer

Qin Luo's translation was absolutely wrong!

Thinking of this, Lin Shanshan recovered her spirit again.

She looked at the sign seriously. Three pounds for one, ten pounds for three.

Lin Shanshan:???

Qin Luo:...

Similarly, Huang Zhen:...

Looking at the contents of the signboard, a sentence popped up in Qin Luo's mind for no reason: Selling bamboo rats, three yuan for one, ten yuan for three rats.

The price changed from three yuan per unit to 3.3 yuan.

Not only was it not discounted, it was even more expensive.

Since when did Mi Nationality learn the Huaxia style? He was really a genius in mathematics.

"Why don't we buy three pieces to try?" Lin Shanshan suggested.

No one refused. Both Qin Luo and Huang Zhen agreed.

They also wanted to see how talented Mi Nationality was in mathematics.

At this moment, a young lady pushed open the door and entered. She bought three boxes of cheese cake in one go. She looked happy as if she had picked up a lot of money.

Mi Nationality was a stupid deer.

Everyone looked at each other and was speechless for a moment.

"I really don't know how the last time we won the gold medal in the Mi Nation." Qin Luo shook his head and sighed.

"Maybe the people in this place are all stupid deer." Lin Shanshan said seriously.

"Maybe they are rich?" Huang Zhen held his chin with his right hand and made a shrewd guess.

"That makes sense. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that says' rich people are stupid '." Lin Shanshan nodded with a serious expression.

Just as Qin Luo was about to refute, :

"'Ding... New mission released, save the ignorant Mi Nationality. '"

"Request: Host, please tell the ignorant Mi Nationality what true mathematics is."

"Reward: Study Achievement Point increased by 1888... One lucky draw ticket."

Qin Luo's mouth twitched: Hehe, what lucky draw ticket, please don't come...

I just want to help them.

The next moment, Qin Luo pushed open the door and entered.

"Hello? Welcome." As soon as he entered, a golden-haired, blue-eyed uncle with a flushed face welcomed him.

He wore a black suit with a white sincerity on it. He wore linen pants on his lower body. His hair was neat and tidy, and his nose was tall and straight. He had a deep look in his eyes.

He was an authentic Mi Nation gentleman.

"Dear guests, what would you like to order?" As the man spoke, he took out the translator from his pocket.1

In his impression, Huaxia people rarely spoke English, not to mention these children who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Translator? Sorry, that thing is useless to me.

Qin Luo smiled faintly and replied in English, "How much is a cheese cake?"

Seeing how fluent Qin Luo's English was, the middle-aged man was a little surprised. He took back the translator and said with a smile, "Three pounds per cake."

"How much for three?"

"Ten pounds," the middle-aged man said.

"[Three pounds for one cake. Isn't three cakes nine pounds?]" Qin Luo asked.

The middle-aged man was stunned. "What... what did you say?"

"Three times three to nine. Don't you even know this?"

"Impossible, this is the result of computer calculations."

... ""

Hehe... The computer in Mi Nation was also a stupid deer.

Due to the difference of 1 pound, Qin Luo, Lin Shanshan, and Huang Zhen were in a deadlock with the middle-aged boss.

This instantly attracted the surrounding people from Mi Nation who were choosing their cake.

"I, they are from Huaxia."

"The multiplication table of Huaxia people is very magical."

"Damn old Jack, you actually took an extra pound from me!"

... ""

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