Chapter 481 But They Gave Too Much
Xu Lin bought the mountain and set up the teleportation array. There were still a few days before the connection, so Xu Lin, who had nothing to do, decided to visit the museum.
This time, I won’t take any action yet. I’ll first see how many good things from the Dragon Kingdom are placed inside, mark the right spots, and then take them all out in one go.
Moreover, once the attack was carried out, no one could tell that it was done by the Dragon people, so Xu Lin decided to look around to see if he could find someone to blame.
Some pots are more interesting when they are carried by others, especially by the enemy.
If you ask who is Xu Lin’s biggest enemy in his life, it is naturally the island country. It is the one who caused the island country to commit such grave and unforgivable sins.
The museum is quite large, but since it was working hours, there were not many people there, so Xu Lin, a foreigner, was still very conspicuous when walking in the museum.
The tour guide took the initiative to find Xu Lin to explain, but the sense of superiority during the explanation made Xu Lin very unhappy and she wanted to hit him.
Could it be that she couldn't lift the knife anymore? She was actually provoked by a little commentator.
But before Xu Lin could do anything, a burst of chattering sounds came from the room, and then Xu Lin saw a group of islanders walking towards them, shouting and screaming.
Compared with the superiority of the tour guide, Xu Lin despises the shamelessness of the islanders even more.
Because these shameless guys were pointing at a bronze artifact and saying it was an antique from their country.
What made Xu Lin speechless the most was that the plaque on the bronze artifact clearly stated that it was from the Dragon Kingdom, Xia and Shang dynasties.
I guess the people at the museum don’t know the exact year, so this is just a vague idea.
I've seen blind people, but I've never seen one as blind as this. This is comparable to the shamelessness of South Korea.
Xu Lin even imagined that if a group of Korean tourists showed up at this time, she wondered if the two countries would start fighting over the right to author a bronze artifact from the Dragon Kingdom if they met each other.
Not to mention, the scene is inexplicably exciting and funny.
Maybe Xu Lin is Tiandao's biological daughter. Just as she was thinking this, she heard the unique loud voices of the aunts.
After the group of tourists appeared, Xu Lin seriously suspected that she was not in a museum but in a vegetable market. It was really too noisy.
It was like a group of ducks surrounding Xu Lin and making a lot of noise.
Coincidentally, this group of tourists are from South Korea. There are both men and women. They all have one characteristic: they have loud voices.
"Oh Mo Oh Mo Oh Mo, come and look, this is a treasure passed down from our ancestors."
"Oh my, oh my, what a pity! It was stolen by robbers. We have to come here if we want to see it."
"Ah, yeah."
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As soon as this group of people appeared, they pushed away the tourists from the island countries. They crowded in front of the bronze ware with exaggerated expressions, exaggerated language, frivolous movements, and pointed and talked.
Xu Lin was very upset and the commentator looked disgusted. The commentator couldn't help but complain in a low voice.
"Guest, don't you think they are shameless? They actually pointed at your Dragon Country's baby and identified him randomly. It's really embarrassing."
"Guest, I don't know. Every year I meet several groups of such ignorant tourists. They even force me to say that those Dragon Kingdom treasures belong to their country."
The narrator revealed a mask of pain when talking about this, "I really don't want to lie, but they gave too much."
Seeing the exaggerated expression of the narrator, Xu Lin couldn't help but ask out loud out of curiosity, "How much do they give?"
"Oh, you don't know, the customers always give me a tip of at least five pounds to get me to change my mind."
The tour guide covered his chest and said, "For the sake of tips, I can only throw away my conscience and talk nonsense. If they are happy, they will give me another tip."
Speaking of tips, the tour guide couldn't help but continue to complain, "Guest, let me tell you, guests from island countries are more generous than those from South Korea.
Koreans are always very stingy with tips and will try to get it back afterwards. Fortunately, I am experienced and they have never failed.
But my colleagues were in trouble and got cheated several times.
Later, whenever we received tourists from South Korea, we would ask them to sign a gift contract first before accepting tips.”
When talking about the contract, the commentator's eyes lit up and he smiled mischievously. You could tell something was wrong just by looking at his expression.
Xu Lin immediately offered a tip, "Please tell me more. I love to listen."
"OKOK, if the guests like to listen, I will talk more," the tour guide put away his sense of superiority and started gossiping.
Korean tourists are stingy and like to make trouble, but these tour guides are not stupid. After being cheated a few times, they started to cheat back.
They would manipulate contracts to make Korean tourists owe huge debts. Of course, they don't use this trick on everyone.
They only use it on Korean tourists who are particularly rude.
From the tour guide, Xu Lin heard gossip about how they battled wits and courage with tourists from South Korea and other island countries.
In order to get the tour guide to admit that the treasures of the Dragon Kingdom belong to the island country and the Korean country, the tourists spent a lot of money.
Sometimes, when too much money is spent, the tour guide will use his connections to change the labels in front of them.
However, as soon as the tourists from the two countries left, the labels were immediately replaced with those of Dragon Country, causing them to lose their money and leaving behind a joke.
While Xu Lin was listening to the gossip, the tourists from South Korea and the island countries had already started arguing, and they both claimed that the bronze ware belonged to them.
And they spoke with good reasons and arguments, their faces turned red and they were so excited that they had already rolled up their sleeves.
The tour guide who was serving them almost rolled his eyes to the sky.
Seeing that they were about to fight, the tour guide stepped forward to stop them and emphasized that loud quarrels and fighting are prohibited in the museum.
If they continue like this, they will be kicked out of the museum, and then they will be the ones to be embarrassed.
The tourists from the island country and the Korean country did not want to be kicked out, so they could only glare at each other, curse under their breath, and agree to meet outside the museum.
When Xu Lin saw that they couldn't fight anymore, she felt a little disappointed but walked away with a little pride.
Xu Lin came to the bronze ware with her chin raised, pointed at the bronze ware and introduced the history of the bronze ware in English, Islander and Basque.
It is also emphasized that the bronze ware is from the Dragon Kingdom and is a product of the Xia Dynasty, when the island nation was not yet civilized.
The island nation only appeared after the Qin Dynasty, and was the descendant of the five hundred boys and girls sent by Qin Shi Huang to seek immortality and the way of the Tao.
You little bastards, you are all grandsons. You have to be so bold to take over the bronze ware.
Of course, if you are willing to call me Grandpa, we might even give you the status of a bastard.
These words made the island country tourists curse non-stop and made the Korean country tourists laugh.
But before the Korean tourists could laugh for long, Xu Lin shifted her focus.
The little Baga is a product from the Qin Shihuang period. At least it can be traced back to the Qin Dynasty. What about you Korean country?
Oh, you Koreans had nothing to do with the Qin Dynasty. You were not even uncivilized at that time. You were still wearing leaf and grass skirts and howling for mates...