Chen Zuo looked at the old man who came with Farui Laysende, almost hanging on his mouth ... zhi ...

This old man has been searching for beautiful waitresses since he entered the restaurant.

Then he walked halfway in the direction of Chen Zhao, and suddenly went around in the other direction, directly at a beautiful waitress.

"Hello lady, can I leave your phone number?"

To say that a handsome man is popular, even if the man is almost a hundred years old.

As long as you know how to clean up yourself, you can still have a different sensory experience, anyway, it is the kind of handsome and handsome.

Chen Luo was not in a hurry, leaning on the temple with one hand and leaning against the window.

Chen Luo followed the advice of Farui Laysende.

In order to avoid beating a 99-year-old man at home, he decided to meet outside.

After a few minutes, the old man did not seem to have a smooth communication with the waitress.

After eating a slap, the old man came in front of Chen Zao.

"Mr. Chen, hello."

"Hello." Chen Luo got up and shook hands with the old man.

"Let's talk about business outside, and ... waiters ..." After the old man greeted loudly, the waitress who slapped him came to the front: "Three, do you have any help?"

"I want an Australian steak and a West Coast lobster, a glass of orange juice, a roasted whole goose, and some mushrooms and French snails."

The old man finished looking at Chen Luo: "Mr. Chen, do n’t you mind if I order more?"

"Do not mind, please."

When the waitress left, she was mumbling in her mouth, probably not saying anything good.

"Mr. Chen, I heard that you are going to show me some symbols. Now that lunch is not here, we have twenty minutes."

Although the old man is a bit upside down, if he can solve the problem in twenty minutes, Chen Luo would not mind any of his attitudes.

Chen Zuo took out the rubbing that had been prepared for a long time and handed it to the old man.

The moment the old man saw Tuo Yin, his pupils suddenly enlarged.

Chen Luo vaguely felt that there was a trace of unusual breath on the old man.

Chen Zhao raised his head and looked at the old man, who turned out to be a fellow Chinese.

The old man raised his head and looked at Chen Yao with surprise.

This is also the first time he has looked at Chen Luo so seriously.

"What did you print these patterns on?"

"My friend gave me something, I printed it from there."

"Did you consider selling?"

"What price can you offer?"

"One hundred thousand dollars ... how do you like it?" The old man remembered the number on the cheque Chen Chan gave: "Hehe ... kidding, let's continue."

"The text above is the oldest human text." Said the old man.

"Shouldn't the oldest script be Oracle?"

"Oracle bones are hieroglyphs, and now academics are still arguing that Oracle bones are not words, because the users of Oracle bones are human ancestors, but they are not real humans, but Homo sapiens. Words are words used by humans. "

"Mr. Xi Lai, why have I never heard this kind of writing in academia?"

The old man glanced at Farui Laysonde: "Because this kind of writing is only circulated in a small area, and this small area obviously does not include you."

Farui Laysende's complexion was bluish, apparently overwhelmed by the old man's words.

The old man's words almost pointed directly at his nose and said, "You don't know enough."

"This kind of text is called the original text, there is no other name, and this original text is used to record the gods, is not an ordinary record. In ancient times, there were very few people in the human world. There may be only a few people. "

"In fact, the inheritance of the original text is still not cut off. This should be one of the few human cultures that has been passed down to this day. Today, this original text is still circulating in a small area."

"Are you one of them?"

"Me? Not count, ha ha ..." The old man's smile contained a lot of content.

Since Chen Luo has confirmed that this old man is also his counterpart.

Then every sentence of him may be full of meaning.

But at this time, Chen Zhao cares about whether he can puzzle himself.

"Mr. Chen, can you show me the real thing?"

"Inconvenient." Chen Luo responded with a smile.

"Okay." The old man didn't force it, at least he didn't continue to question or persuade, just watched with the printed paper: "The content on this is very limited, Mr. Chen, the content is not complete, the original text needs to be watched after the whole article In order to translate, all I can see now is just a description of a god, the nameless god, or the unknown god. "

"So much text, only so little actual content?"

"Original text is a very complicated text system. They can't look at a single font symbol or a single line. They need to be interpreted throughout the text. If one more text symbol is used, the whole content will be changed, so the ones I just said are just Some judgments can't make a definite explanation, so I don't have to think about translating more content, and forced explanations are just made up. "

"What if I want to learn the original text?" Chen Luo asked.

"Do you know how many years it took me to learn the original text?"

"How many years?"

"Forty years." The old man said: "This is because my talent is excellent. I brought ten students. Only one student learned the original writing. The other nine students took decades. I ca n’t even translate a sentence now. "

"When I didn't say it." Chen Luo gave up directly and spent decades learning a writing system. He would only agree if he was crazy.

"When do you decide, let me see the real thing, and then contact me, now I can't help you more."

"I'm thinking about it." Chen Luo responded vaguely.

"Okay." The old man didn't ask too much, and just finished the business.

No one was eating by the old man.

Farui Laisend found that the food intake of this nearly 100-year-old man was so large that he was several times his own.

At this time, Chen Zhao also ordered his share, several times as many as the old man.

Farui Laysende found that only he was an ordinary person.

Whether it is Chen Luo or the old man, the appetite is huge.

"Mr. Chen, I didn't see that your food intake was so good." The old man looked up at Chen Luo, and the food in his mouth had not been swallowed.

"Where, it's Mr. Xi Lai's appetite that made me a little surprised." Chen Luo was also gobbling.

The food intake of the general psychics is larger than that of ordinary people, but it is also very limited.

Except for one type of psychic, that is the strengthening department.

Take Chen Yao as an example, Chen Yao's food intake is of a non-human level.