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A North Korean, an American, and a Chinese traveled in a group tour. The three brothers were stolen and robbed at the same time on the same day. There was nothing on his body. On the occasion of the crisis, he came across a hysterical rusty teapot. When the three people find that each other is suffering from each other, the teapot can have money gushing out. However, what is pouring out is the currency of the country where the suffering person lives. The three people discussed who should bear the pain in order to obtain the return fare to the hotel.
The North Koreans said first: We three take turns slapped each other, how simple it is.
The Americans are shrewd and quit. They retorted: I slap you, and you only get 100 North Korean won. If you touch me, you will get 100 US dollars in the account. Your tattered currency is equal to toilet paper.
The Chinese hesitated for a moment, and agreed: That is, your tattered currency is equal to toilet paper. Raising travel expenses in pain with us, do you want to face it?
The North Koreans are red-faced and red: Why don't you talk about it? Otherwise, is it unfair to draw me a few more times at the exchange rate today?
Chinese Yin Xiao: How do you discount, is it a matter of taking a few more times? Your North Korean won is barely one-thousandth of the dollar against the U.S. You let us kill you. Are you earning return travel expenses or collecting corpse expenses... The
Americans gave the Chinese a glance and said angrily: You think I am Is there any difference between this big-handed board getting you 100 times and getting him 1,000 times? At less than fifty times, both of you are on the ground.
The Koreans were speechless, bowed their heads and said nothing.
Upon seeing this, the Chinese curled their lips and said stiffly to the Americans: What are you doing? We are all from the Greater East Asia Circle, don't bully us endlessly. Come, let's vote to see who is better, and we can raise money to go home as soon as possible.
The Americans are anxious: if you vote for your uncle, should you vote or not? Now tm remembers to vote?
North Koreans hesitate: What should I do? Did you listen to me?
The Americans pondered for one or two: Let's go, lottery. We each write our own name, put together three pieces of sticks, and disrupt them. The three of us take turns drawing, and we draw whichever stick we draw. Whoever draws the stick will recognize it as bad luck, and we will be drawn by the other two!
The Koreans and the Chinese agreed.
The note is written... the slap started... the teapot began to throw out money... enough money... the three returned to the hotel after physical and mental pain, but to be precise, it was two. The Chinese were smoked twice. Half of the North Koreans' faces were swollen, while the Americans couldn't see from a distance that it was a human head, like a swollen pig's head.
On the way back, the North Korean secretly asked the Chinese: Brother, what's your luck? Fortunately, I made a mark on my post, and watched it carefully every time I drew it, otherwise I would have been killed by Yun Liang.
The Chinese sneered: Shabi, I wrote an American name... Those two times were deliberate.
The Americans in the front row held their backpacks tightly and were silent. Inside the backpack was the brass teapot. How to get into his hands is very simple. In the end, he pretended to be annoyed and claimed that the North Koreans and the Chinese were cheating and wanted to redefine the money-raising rules. When the Chinese saw that they took the allocated money and ran to the station, the North Koreans followed him closely. Pack and hide the teapot smoothly...
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