Li Zihao glanced at her and continued to eat the baked snail.
This was definitely not a French meal in the French chicken, but a home-cooked dish on the table of farmers.
"Sigh, I'm talking to you. Let me ask you, that eastern woman gave you an invitation. Are you going or not? If you don't go, you won't have the chance anymore.”Gelin put down her knife and fork, put her hands on her face and elbows on the table, and looked at Li Zihao curiously.
Li Zihao put down the pliers and wiped his hands.
"Besides, that woman is definitely not easy to deal with.”
Li Zihao suddenly pulled Gelin's face, but Gelin retaliated. Both of them used their hands to change each other's expressions.
"Alright, then I'll leave now. I'll spend the night there. I'll laugh, dance, and sing for 50 years.”
"Of course I dare. Why wouldn't I dare?”
"Damn it, don't run if you have the guts."
A week passed by very quickly. At the airport located in the outskirts of Berlin, Li Zihao looked at his private plane. It was very simple and could not be compared with modern passenger planes. Should he take the train instead?
However, he had no choice. He was too lazy. If only he had set off a few days earlier.
"Let's go."
This four-engine transport plane had a lot of horsepower. After closing the door, it quickly began to accelerate and run.
This was a special plane developed by Fokke Wolf Corporation for the high officials of Nachun. It was very large, but its speed was very slow. At its fastest, it was only 350 kilometers per hour. It could not even outrun a biplane.
There was a special meeting room and a small restaurant. The journey was very long because this kind of heavy piston-type passenger plane could not be compared with the large jet-type passenger planes of the future. Its safety was also much worse.
After flying for a day, they finally arrived in Ber.
The pilot was not bragging. His skills were indeed good. He stopped very steadily and did not make the passengers worry.
This was also the stronghold of the Na Cui gang because they had made their fortune here. Among them was the famous beer hall riot.
This was also the second city Li Zihao visited in this world.
Compared to the capital city of Berlin, this place was filled with the ancient style of the capital city of the Kingdom of Bava. Li Zihao, who was in the car, also enjoyed the night view of the city during this period. Neon lights flashed and pedestrians were numerous. It was indeed the largest city in southern Pronia.
There were cars everywhere on the street, and it already had the aura of a modern city.
Because Li Zihao's convoy was protected by the SS, although he did not explicitly join the Na Cui gang, most Prussians regarded him as a high-ranking member of the Na Cui gang. After all, he had a very close relationship with those women.
The motorcade drove into the hotel and someone came to open the door for Li Zihao.
" General, I'm the person-in-charge of the hotel, Ann!"
Considering that Li Zihao was a man, the hotel arranged a young female manager to receive Li Zihao.
"Lead the way. I'm tired and need to rest.”Li Zihao wasn't in the mood to look at beauties anymore. He was airsick!
"Alright, this way please."
After taking the elevator to the fifth floor, Li Zihao was led by the female manager to the room that the hotel had arranged for him, which was also the best room in the hotel. Although there was no concept of presidential suite at this moment, some hotels always had some well-decorated rooms for receiving those people with noble status or high-ranking government officials.
"You guys make your own arrangements. It's still early. It's fine if you need to go out, but you're not allowed to stay out all night.”Li Zihao said to his followers and gave them a stack of marks.
"Alright." The young soldiers who were about the same age as Li Zihao accepted the invitation happily. The beer and beautiful women here were very famous. The general clearly hoped that they could have a good night. This kind of superior was too considerate. He casually gave them a stack of money without counting it.
"You brats are quite lucky.”
Someone knocked on the door and a waitress came in with a dining cart.
Li Zihao was very familiar with the process of western food. He just didn't know what dishes the hotel would arrange for him. He hoped that it would suit his taste. People of this ethnic group didn't really care about food. Compared to their neighbor, Farran Chicken, they were far less interested in food.
There was no comparison. Farran Chicken had a long culinary history like China, and it was also one of the three major culinary countries in the world.
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