After sorting out the matter of the golden sphere and returning to Jinyue Garden, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
As soon as Xiao Feng entered the door, he saw an incredibly familiar figure that he would never mistake.
That barrel-like physique could only belong to Wang Lubo.
"Boss!" Old Ha, who was holding a shovel in the pit, waved and greeted while wiping his sweat.
Upon seeing Xiao Feng, Wang Lubo imdiately turned around and shouted as if he had seen a savior, "Feng Bro, you finally ca back!"
After shouting, he spread his arms and ran straight toward Xiao Feng.
"Watch out, fatty, don't fall!" Iron Doll, who was also in the pit, quickly reminded him, running to the edge to prevent Wang Lubo from really jumping down.
In fact, to say Iron Doll cared much about Wang Lubo isn't quite accurate.
His thoughts were simple: with the fatty's weight class, if he fell down, the work they'd done earlier would definitely be destroyed. Wouldn't all their efforts go to waste then?
Wang Lubo quickly slamd on the brakes, realizing there was a big pit in front of him, and then he skirted around it and went straight to Xiao Feng.
When he reached Xiao Feng, Wang Lubo grabbed Xiao Feng's hand without saying a word and started shaking it vigorously: "Feng Bro!
Feng Bro!
Do you still recognize at first glance?"
Xiao Feng struggled to pull his hand away, his face full of disdain: "What's not to recognize? Isn't this the sa as before?"
"It's not the sa! It's not the sa at all!" Wang Lubo cried with a sobbing tone: "To be honest, I don't even dare to look in the mirror now. My current weight is over thirty pounds heavier than before I lost weight.
If I keep getting fatter, this brother truly can't go on living!"
"So, you still want to lose weight?"
"Of course I do! I even dream about it!"
Xiao Feng laughed: "This is easy to handle. From today on, you'll help them out here.
I'll notify Lao Zhao to specially cook for you, als that are both nutritious and won't make you gain weight."
"Well..." Wang Lubo was in a dilemma: "Do I really have to work?
Isn't there a way to lose weight without labor and exercise?
For example, the dietary plan you gave before, losing weight through a food regin."
In the pit, Old Ha leaned on his shovel and said: "Little Fat, there's no such thing as having your cake and eating it too.
You want to lose weight but don't want to work hard, nothing cos that easy.
Listen to your uncle's advice, just co over and work. I've lost almost twenty pounds in the past few days."
It's obvious that the last sentence was directed at Xiao Feng.
Old Ha wasn't really looking for a reward, he just took the chance to let the boss know about his hard work, and that was enough for him.
At this mont, the others also started to chi in.
The group collectively coaxed and persuaded, and without much effort, they made Wang Lubo feel like the only way to lose weight was to lend a hand here, right here, and only here.
After pondering for a mont, Wang Lubo gritted his teeth and nodded: "Alright!
I'll go all in!
Whatever work there is, just let know."
Old Ha chuckled: "Little Fat, how about you run an errand and buy a pack of cigarettes? The cheap kind, no more than ten bucks."
"That's simple." Wang Lubo agreed readily and then shouted out the door with his voice.
The driver and bodyguard scurried over, chiming in unison: "Boss Wang!"
"Do you both have cigarettes on you?"
"We do."
"Give them to !"
Taking the cigarettes handed to him by the driver and bodyguard, Wang Lubo threw them directly to Old Ha in the pit: "Here, smoke these."
Old Ha frowned: "Little Fat, why don't you understand my good intentions, I ant for you to run a bit for so exercise, you understand?
You need to run outside now to buy cigarettes, and return within ten minutes!"
After speaking, he pocketed both packs of cigarettes.
"For weight loss... I'll do it!"
Wang Lubo slamd his right fist into his left palm, and with a shake of his fat, he ran out.
Xiao Feng wasn't bothered by Old Ha's actions, so he called down below: "Hui Shiwu, co up here for a bit."
As he was moving bricks, Hui Shiwu froze, then a look of delight spread across his face: "Okay, Feng Bro!"
Once he ca up, Xiao Feng handed over his phone and said: "Let's start translating."
Hui Shiwu nodded without hesitation, considering this a decent and legitimate idle job compared to laying bricks in the pit.
For a mont, he couldn't help but recall what his master had told him when he was learning Sanskrit...
"Little Fifteen, study well, this is a skill. You might think it's useless now, but you'll benefit from it in the future."
Returning from his musings, Hui Shiwu silently thought to himself that having a skill others don't is indeed beneficial.
He imdiately started earnestly examining the images.
Due to the small handwriting, Hui Shiwu needed to zoom in to read.
However, this was not a bad thing, as it could take up more ti.
Upon reaching the third image, Hui Shiwu frowned: "Eh?!"
Xiao Feng opened his mouth but suppressed the urge to ask, waiting for him to speak up on his own.
Then he saw Hui Shiwu stop looking line by line but instead switch directly to the next chapter, zoom in and look at it briefly, then move on to the next one.
After flipping to the last one, Hui Shiwu put down the phone and said: "Feng Bro, this is the 'Thirteen Classics'."
"The Thirteen Classics?"
"Yes, these images contain Sanskrit scriptures, and there are thirteen in total. They differ slightly from what we've learned, being more concise, yet they convey more aning and are more thought-provoking."
After speaking, Hui Shiwu felt a bit regretful.
How nice it would have been to delay longer, instead of revealing the answer and having to go back to work?
However, Xiao Feng then said: "I'll send the images to your phone. Translate them into Chinese characters and write them down on paper."
"Alright, alright." Hui Shiwu agreed with a wide grin and tentatively added: "This job can't be rushed, it might take ten days to half a month."
"Hmm?" Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow, seeming sowhat dissatisfied.
Hui Shiwu quickly corrected himself: "About a week or so."
"Oh?" Xiao Feng changed his tone again.
"Three days!" Hui Shiwu said, his face contorted with misery: "That's already very rushed, any quicker and I can't guarantee accuracy."
Only then did Xiao Feng nod, patting Hui Shiwu on the shoulder, indicating he could go ahead with the translation.
Not long after, Wang Lubo ca back panting heavily and covered in sweat.
He handed a pack of cigarettes to Old Ha in the pit: "Here are your cigarettes."
Old Ha bead with satisfaction: "Not bad, nine minutes and twenty seconds, Little Fat, you're very punctual. Let get you your money."
"No, it's fine," Wang Lubo said, gasping for breath: "It's just ten bucks, consider it my treat."
"That's generous, very generous!" Old Ha laughed heartily: "Little Fat, if you need anything in the future, just say it, you've got a friend in ."
Beside him, Aspergillus oryzae frowned, his face a bit gloomy.
He couldn't really explain why, just seeing Old Ha happy made him uncomfortable.
Unable to hold back any longer, Aspergillus oryzae said: "Little Fat, go buy a pound of tea leaves, no more than two hundred bucks, and be back in ten minutes."
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