Time Travel: Female Cannon Fodder of the Republic of China

Ai Shutong said, "I brought it," while taking out the red silk.

He opened the red silk and handed it to the other person with both hands.

The doctor looked at it, touched it with his hand, and then directly offered a price, "Thirty-five dollars."

Ai Shutong felt a little unwilling. If she had known that this store would offer such a low price, she would have sold it at Jundetang and saved some money on travel expenses.

"Thirty-six."

"make a deal."

The other party agreed promptly, but Ai Shutong felt a little regretful. She thought, he agreed so quickly, maybe my bid was too low, I should have raised it by two yuan.

Oh! It's all my fault for being too timid and inexperienced. I will shout more next time.

Thinking about the next time, Ai Shutong remembered the opium at home.

He asked tentatively, "Do you accept opium?"

The doctor seemed not to have heard clearly and asked, "What?"

Ai Shutong's eyes moved and she changed her words, "I have a box of longevity cream at home, but it's a waste to leave it there. I want to sell it. Do you guys buy it?"

The doctor asked curiously: "Since no one in your family smokes opium, why do you buy it?"

Ai Shutong complained wildly in her heart, "Why do you, a doctor, care so much? You're so gossipy. Just tell me directly whether to accept the medicine or not. It will be over. You talk too much."

"It was given to me by someone else. Will your pharmacy accept it?"

Under Ai Shutong's gaze, the doctor shook his head.

Ai Shutong yelled in her heart, if you don’t want to accept it, why are you asking nonsense questions and wasting my time.

"Hurry up and give me the money. I have things to do and I'm very anxious." Ai Shutong looked at the doctor expressionlessly.

The doctor didn't care about her attitude and kindly gave her some advice, "You can go to the tobacco shop and ask, they should accept it."

Ai Shutong immediately put on a smiling face and said, "Hey, doctor, is there a smoking den nearby?"

The doctor pointed to the door with his chin and said, "It's diagonally opposite."

"We often carry people here, but most of them cannot be saved. To me, this opium is no different from poison."

Seeing the two chatting again, the patient behind them got anxious, "Hey! Hey, little girl, have you finished? Leave now, it's my turn."

The doctor quickly comforted him: "Right away, just wait a moment."

She stood up with the red silk in her hand. Ai Shutong quickly reached out and grabbed the red silk. "Hey, doctor, you have to give me this red silk back."

The doctor smiled good-naturedly, took a piece of cotton gauze from the side, replaced the red silk, turned around and went into the inner room.

After a while, he came out with a small cloth bag.

"Here's thirty-six dollars. Count them."

Ai Shutong took the cloth bag, counted it twice, then picked out a few pieces from it, brought it to her mouth and blew on it. Only when she heard the melodious sound did she seal the bag with confidence.

He took a step back, bent down and bowed to the doctor.

He turned around and trotted out of Henian Hall.

I have money, I have money, let’s go to the newspaper office.

He hailed a rickshaw and said, "Go to the nearest newspaper office."

"Okay, take a seat!" The rickshaw quickly drove into the main road.

Now that she had some money, Ai Shutong finally had the mood to look around.

Among the crowd, there were men wearing long gowns and suits; there were women wearing gowns and cheongsams; the buildings on both sides were both Chinese and Western styles.

It was such a chaotic era, with everything included.

In the future, I will be one of them, struggling and rising and falling in this troubled world.

Soon, the rickshaw stopped in front of a newspaper office. Ai Shutong looked over and saw "Bai Hua Wen Xin Bao" written in black letters on a white background.

Ai Shutong grinned with joy, "I've come to the right place. Vernacular Chinese is just right for me."

After paying the fare, I got off the bus and went into the newspaper office.

The newspaper office was not big, only about 30 to 40 square meters inside, and there was a second floor. Just as Ai Shutong was about to look upstairs, she was stopped by a tall man.

"Hey, what do you do?"

Ai Shutong stood at attention, bent and saluted. It’s okay to salute more often. Don’t worry about anything else, just salute first.

"Sir, I want to put up an ad for rent, but who would be the right person to contact?"

The man looked at Ai Shutong and saw that although she was small, her clothes were made of good material. He said in a slow tone, "Just find me. How many words do you want?"

"Ah?" Ai Shutong was dumbfounded. Did she have to prepare it herself?

“Is this charged by the word?”

"Yes, the cheapest place, 20 cents a word."

I quickly recalled in my mind the newspaper I read in the morning, and it said, "Twenty-five words."

The man took a newspaper from the table, walked over, and handed it to Ai Shutong, "Pick a place. Different places have different prices."

Ai Shutong waved her hand, "The cheapest place will do."

The man continued, "Can you write?"

Ai Shutong thought that the words were relatively simple, so she nodded.

The man gave her a pen and paper and asked her to write down the twenty-five words.

Ai Shutong wrote very quickly. After she finished writing, she handed it back to the man.

He only glanced at the paper and said, "Twenty-five words, five of them were wrong. Is this what you call being able to write?"

Ai Shutong was shocked. It’s impossible. How could I have written it wrong?

The man seemed to see through her thoughts. He circled the five wrong characters with a pen and wrote the correct way of writing them next to them.

After seeing it, Ai Shutong suddenly realized that she had written it wrong...

She lowered her head and stared at the newspapers on the table for a full minute. Then she looked up at the man with desire in her eyes. "Sir, can you lend me these newspapers for a few days?"

Once you get it, don't expect me to give it back.

The man stroked his chin, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then nodded, "Take it, and study it carefully."

Ai Shutong immediately bowed to him again, "Thank you, sir."

Then he left five dollars and left the newspaper office with a bundle of newspapers.

I wanted to save some money and walk back, but I looked left and right and couldn't tell where I was or which direction I should go.

I had no choice but to call another rickshaw.

After returning to Li's house, Ai Shutong went into the house and started reading the newspaper.

Newspapers contain current affairs, comments, novels, and various advertisements.

What they have in common is that they are all written in vernacular Chinese.

This made Ai Shutong overjoyed, as if she had found a treasure.

I must subscribe to this newspaper in the future.

Nanny Lin saw her own princess laughing sometimes and looking thoughtful the next. Nanny Lin didn't know what she was doing and shook her head helplessly.

Gege is becoming more and more lively.

"Gege, what are we having for dinner?"

Ai Shutong, who had spiritual nourishment, was very easy to talk to. "Madam, just do as I say. I can do anything."

Nanny Lin put away the half-finished embroidery and left the room.

For several days in a row, Ai Shutong was either practicing calligraphy or reading the newspaper.

Early that morning, she lay in bed reading a serialized novel in a vernacular newspaper.

Watch and laugh.

This novel is an adventure and humorous story. Ai Shutong couldn't help laughing several times this morning.

Suddenly, Old Man Li entered the backyard. Nanny Lin, who was sewing with the door open, stood up and called out, "Gege."