Chapter 1500: 1453 Garlic-peeling Little Sister

Feng Xu Hui had long been accustomed to hearing Chief Zheng and Su Yun discuss some nerdy problems while eating.

How many teeth does a beer bottle cap have…… This kind of problem is too obscure and trivial, isn't it?

He gave a hehe laugh and immediately began drinking.

Lao He exclaimed in surprise, "Su Yun, you couldn't have counted them, could you?"

Lin Ge glanced sideways at the bottle caps on the ground, one, two…… when he counted to twelve, he felt his vision getting a bit blurry.

He counted wrong, so he had to start over from the beginning.

"21." Zheng Ren said: "Originally, when beer was still handcrafted, it had 24 teeth. William Pett invented this at the end of the 19th century, because this number of teeth was most suitable for sealing beer bottles."

"Damn……" Lin Ge rubbed his eyes and stared at Zheng Ren.

"Boss Zheng is amazing, you even know this kind of thing?"

Su Yun was about to say something, but Zheng Ren's following words cut her off.

Lao He widened his eyes at Zheng Ren and asked, "Later, why was it changed to 21? I didn't expect there to be an explanation here."

"Later, during the Second Industrial Revolution, the manual capping method became machine capping. 24-tooth caps easily clogged the filling machine's tubing; after changing to odd-numbered teeth, this situation no longer occurred."

"However, because the sealing performance of 23 teeth is not as good as that of 21 teeth, people chose 21 teeth. Now beer bottle caps with 21 teeth are manufactured according to the internationally used German standard DIN6099."

"The requirements for bottle caps are sealing and interlocking; 21 teeth is the optimal compromise between these two requirements."

"Boss, you don't even drink alcohol, how do you know this?" Su Yun asked.

"I forgot where I saw it; I remember it after reading it once, just in time for your question." Zheng Ren picked up a skewer and took a bite.

Lin Ge smiled and pretended to be nonchalant.

He didn't say anything, but his resolve to cling to Boss Zheng's thigh grew stronger.

Throughout history, there aren't many people who can glance at a stele and remember it forever, but there aren't few either. In peaceful times, those who leave their names in history are mostly such people.

I never expected Boss Zheng's surgery to be so good; it turns out it's like this.

Lao He's eyes were wide open like eggs, looking at Zheng Ren with both eyes, then at Su Yun with both eyes, he gave a wry smile, shook his head, and started drinking.

Fan Tian Shui, meanwhile, had a blank expression, showing no change at all, as if none of this concerned him; he casually skewered meat and drank, looking pleased with himself.

"Boss, if Ning Shu's side gets started, could we establish our own standard? Instead of always talking about Germany, the United States……" Su Yun was saying this when she suddenly felt something was off.

The noisy crowd around them suddenly fell silent.

This feeling was very strange; Su Yun frowned and turned to look around.

Several black Rolls-Royces had somehow stopped at the roadside; attendants in black formal attire got out first and opened the doors.

"Really found them." Su Yun felt somewhat emotional, "Boss, do you think they've placed a tracker on someone?"

"A tracker…… surely not. This place shouldn't be hard to find." Zheng Ren smiled.

"Qin Tang, this way!" Su Yun raised her hand and greeted the Qin Tang who had gotten out of the car.

This place is chaotic, and Qin Tang is obviously not used to it. He instinctively covered his nose with his hand, but then realized it was impolite and lowered his hand.

Zou Yu walked over with a smile and said, "You guys come here often at night?"

"Occasionally, this is the second time." Su Yun bustled about moving two chairs, but immediately realized that besides Qin Tang and Zou Yu, their bodyguards had also come along.

Skewering meat at a roadside stall while bringing bodyguards……

What's the difference between this and skewering meat while wearing a big gold chain, with the standard outfit being a white fur coat, like a garlic-peeling little sister?

Hmm, there is still a difference.

The noisy crowd began to quiet down, and someone secretly took out their phone to take a photo.

Qin Tang furrowed his brow.

"Dismiss your people." Su Yun said, "The capital's public order is good; no one will kidnap you."

"Indeed too eye-catching." Qin Tang waved, and a female assistant in a bodycon short skirt walked over.

Qin Tang whispered something, the female assistant turned and left. Soon, the motorcade and bodyguards dispersed, leaving only one person cautiously sitting behind Qin Tang, like a garlic-peeling little sister, guarding Qin Tang.

He was the person who had confronted Harmony Nurture Hospital and Fan Tian Shui for a few seconds that day.

The roadside stall gradually returned to normal.

"Do you eat like this in Xianggang too?" Su Yun asked.

"Hehe." Qin Tang wanted to say his family wouldn't let him come to a place like this fly-infested restaurant to eat, but he swallowed the words, "Here, there really is some human warmth."

"Don't talk nonsense, that so-called human warmth is bullshit. Places like this are everywhere. What are you drinking?" Su Yun asked.

"Just beer." Qin Tang said.

"Wasn't there an incident before where they lost money to avoid disaster? That's why you need adequate security when going out." Zou Yu, who was more familiar with Zheng Ren and Su Yun, explained.

"The capital's public order is very good, and besides, Old Fan isn't here? He's much stronger than your bodyguards." Su Yun said.

The person sitting behind Qin Tang narrowed his eyes and glanced at Fan Tian Shui with a sharp gaze.

"Mr. Fan, are you also a retired soldier?" Qin Tang asked politely.

Fan Tian Shui didn't speak, just nodded.

Qin Tang had seen Fan Tian Shui's ferocity in Xianggang, and this man seemed to have a very good relationship with Boss Zheng.

He tried to keep a smile, forgetting the noise and odd smells of the roadside stall, and said, "Your skills are impressive; I don't know where you're currently employed in a high position?"

"What high or low position, it's just hospital security." Su Yun took over, clinked her beer bottle against Qin Tang's, and said, "Besides, you won't be going to Xianggang with me, so give up that idea."

"Huh?" Qin Tang was taken aback.

In his view, being a bodyguard for his own family was much better than being in a place like this.

"Old Fan, do you know military boxing?" Su Yun ignored Qin Tang's astonishment and asked.

"I practiced it when I enlisted, but I've forgotten it all." Fan Tian Shui spoke frankly.

"……" Qin Tang hadn't expected it to be like that.

"Let's see, Lao Fan knows how to kill, not fancy fists and embroidered legs. Going to your place to be a security guard, at the slightest trouble you'll have to see blood—what if we really throw him in?" Su Yun said.

Qin Tang smiled without saying a word.

His bodyguards behind him were somewhat displeased, staring at Fan Tian Shui, looking eager to try.

Killing technique? It's indeed possible.

Even though Qin Tang is the heir of a major family, and hasn't had much exposure to fighting and killing, he could faintly smell that bloody scent coming from Fan Tian Shui.

Qin Tang, too, was full of youthful vigor, wanting to see Fan Tian Shui's skills. But Fan Tian Shui never spoke; whenever it was brought up, Su Yun would divert the topic.

Lin Ge, on the other hand, found these young people quite interesting, but Zheng Lao Ban's level was also high, able to make the young masters from the Xianggang side sit honestly at the roadside stall and drink together.

What is true ability?

This is true ability!

"Boss, add a hundred skewers!" Su Yunxing got excited, holding up the wine bottle and shouted.

"Okay~ a hundred..." a slender, tall server weaving through the crowd responded, but before he could finish speaking, his face turned pale and he froze.