Zhang Yuchen immediately started firing off messages on his phone:
"Are you trying to make me laugh myself to death? You call this place prosperous? Even our county town has more high-rises than you do!"
After reading the translation, the driver's expression changed completely. His eyes bulged, and he even looked a little agitated:
"Impossible, smida! China is a poor country. Many people still cannot even afford food.
"The Bupyeong Kkangtong Night Market you are going to is also extremely prosperous.
"You must be from China's super cities, Sea City and the capital.
"Otherwise, no other cities in China can possibly compare to Busan, smida..."
I was amused in the back seat and said to Mao Jing and Pan Ling:
"Damn it, have South Koreans gone stupid from saying smida? Don't they ever go online?"
Mao Jing replied directly:
"South Korea has been our vassal state throughout history and has never possessed the slightest national confidence.
"So in modern times, they developed the habit of bragging, constantly fighting over the ownership of other people's cultures and historical figures.
"And they don't believe this or that.
"From top to bottom, they have trapped themselves inside an information cocoon.
"Only a very, very small number of people have truly opened their eyes and seen the world..."
There was absolutely nothing wrong with what Mao Jing said.
Because by then, the driver and Zhang Yuchen were no longer merely arguing about whether Busan was a super metropolis. They had shifted the topic to kimchi.
"Our South Korean kimchi is number one in the world, smida.
"Foreigners who can afford to eat our South Korean kimchi are all wealthy people, smida.
"Once South Korea stops exporting kimchi, people all over the world will feel despair, smida.
"Our South Korean kimchi holds an absolute position