The dialogue between Miao Qingfeng and the old man was in their local dialect, which was hard for outsiders to understand.
"Boss, what are they talking about?"
"They are praising you, saying that you are handsome."
"Huh, can that be?"
"What do you think?" Yang Guanfeng asked. "They are using their local dialect. It's the language that only the people in their village can understand. Do you think I can understand them?"
The young man was stunned. He had not expected that the captain would make such a joke.
"He said he could take a look for you." Miao Qingfeng smiled at the two of them.
"Alright then, take a look at him first." Miao Qingfeng pointed to the young man beside him.
"Why me?"
"You are heaty. You have to be checked."
"Boss, how can you tell that I am heaty?"
"Bad breath."
"That's because I ate stinky tofu."
"Come on, don't talk so much nonsense."