I want to be a good person

"My dear friends, this is really not the case. Please forgive me and let me go. I will be grateful to you. I just wanted to find a ticket and didn't do anything else."

"Don't say anything, you are really stubborn. Let him bleed and he will behave himself."

"Wait a minute, my dear, I'm from another place, I'm really a student, look at my face, right?"

"It's your mother, Lao Liu, go ahead and bleed him."

"Okay, second brother, where do you want to pierce?"

Zhang Aiguo really didn't want to have a conflict with the local ruffians. He couldn't devote all his time to farming. He didn't have the time or energy to do so. These people were like dog-skin plasters, very sticky and buzzing all the time, making people feel annoyed. It seemed that he was destined to wander.

I can't drive a car, I haven't bought a bicycle, and I don't have a mount. I originally wanted to take care of my body, at least to gain some weight and heal the frostbite on my hands, feet and ears. After the hibernation is over, I will go out again to do good deeds, kill traitors and fight the Japanese, and make some money by the way. Of course, that is also possible, men, it is ultimately a low-level pleasure.

My thoughts were in turmoil in an instant. The other party had already walked up to me, laughing happily. The boy opposite me was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

"Second brother, how many times do you want to prick the left leg or the right leg?"

After making the decision, Zhang Aiguo turned his head, shrugged his shoulders, moved his waist, and stretched his hands and feet, so he couldn't shoot easily.

"Hey, look, it's still a boxing style?"

"Come on, come on, it doesn't hurt, my technique is quick, just a swish and it will be done."

Looking at the other party holding the dagger in reverse, he said "za tui" but his hand was not vague at all and stabbed straight into the chest.

Damn, that’s totally unsportsmanlike.

"The strange python turns over"

Zhang Aiguo's left shoulder collapsed, and his right foot quickly stepped forward into a horse stance. He dodged the stabbing knife by turning sideways, grabbed the opponent's wrist with his left hand and pushed it outward, bent his right elbow and hooked the arm holding the knife, and withdrew his left foot to the left and back. He quickly bent his waist and raised his hips, and with both hands he pulled the opponent hard to the left and back, throwing him to the ground cleanly. He stood up slightly, and then kicked the opponent's chin with a low kick.

"boom"

The intimate contact made the other party faint from excitement.

The leading man took one look and shouted, "Come on, everyone!"

The man pulling the cart swung the nine-section whip in his hand, circling it, and the whip head, under the attack of the sound waves of the iron rings, came towards Zhang Aiguo's head. If it hit, a bloody head would be a minor matter.

When Zhang Aiguo saw it, he was like, damn, this is really bullying.

With a thought, a Ma brand rifle appeared in his hand.

"idiot"

The person who was rushing forward heard some Japanese language and saw the gun in his hand.

"Little devils!"

"gun"

"run"

The hand that was holding the nine-section whip lost control of it, and the handle flew in an arc-shaped parabola, hit the wall, and fell to the ground with a clang.

Only the unconscious person and the rickshaw at the foot proved that a gathering had taken place here.

"Fuck, ran away"

Zhang Aiguo smiled bitterly. People without faith cannot fight. They are just a group of bullies who only bully the weak and fear the strong. It is no wonder that they only want to survive in troubled times. Only when they can no longer endure it, they will stop enduring it. It’s just that the price they pay is too great.

I searched the man's body and found a few large coins and half a pack of old cigarettes. I found the scabbard and picked up the dagger. On closer inspection, it was a traditional dagger with a reverse blade, a brass eyelet, rivets, and a tail rivet. It was very exquisite. It used a wooden scabbard, which also had rivets.

Shandong people often say "I'll stab you to death", which means using this thing. The Liangshan heroes call it a wrist-breaking knife.

The nine-section whip in the snow pit was not tied with silk and seemed to be a commonly used weapon. It was thrown onto the rickshaw together with the man, and Zhang Aiguo left the scene.

If these people were scared away, they probably wouldn't have the guts to trip you up out of the blue.

Route 11 cannot be without water and dry food. There are not many people in cities, and cities with a population of tens of thousands are considered big cities. In 1935, there were only 10 cities in the country with a population of more than 58. Shanghai had the largest population, 348 million.

I gave up the idea of ​​buying a house and just went for a walk and bought some things. Time in the space stood still and remained the same.

The city is very small, 1140 meters from north to south and 800 meters from east to west, with a radius of nearly 1 square kilometer.

The entire Wucheng County is more than 40 miles wide from east to west and more than 60 miles long from north to south. It is famous for having a section of the Grand Canal.

I walked back to the main road and returned to the original place. The earth is round, life is also a circle, and I returned to the starting point after going around in circles.

The shop sells spiral cakes, which are named after the fact that they are constantly rotated in the hands or on the griddle while being made. Some say that Li Zicheng gave them this name.

"Shopkeeper, weigh the cakes."

"Okay, what filling do you want?"

"What kind of fillings are there?"

"Beef with green onions, pork with leeks, lamb with coriander, different fillings, different prices"

"No chicken?"

"Have"

"Then come 20 of them."

"So much, can you finish it? Buy less, it's cold, it won't taste good if it's cold. We sell it here every day, come buy it if you want to eat it."

"It's okay, I'll give it to you."

"Then you made the right choice. This is a craft passed down from our ancestors."

As the female shopkeeper was talking, the chef was making cakes. There were finished cakes in a wicker basket beside them. The cakes were as big as a plate, two centimeters thick, and shiny yellow-brown in color.

It looked delicious, so Zhang Aiguo reached out and took one.

"Boss, let me try one first, it will count towards the number of miles."

"Hey, you bought a lot, so I'll give you one to try our cooking."

When you take a bite, you will find that the outer skin is crispy and oily, while the inner filling is soft and tender. It is fat but not greasy, and has a crispy and delicious aroma.

“Delicious, not bad”

"It's been handed down from generation to generation."

"Boss, can I ask you something?"

"you say"

"Which one is better, the one that sells wine or the one that sells meat?"

"Down below, there is a shop selling Baodian donkey meat. There are three wine workshops producing wine: Lao He's "Xiaomixiang", Lao Hu's "Milk Wine", and Lao Chai's "Red Sorghum". You can try them yourself. Do you want to drink it? If you like it, no one can stop you."

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

"You're welcome. Come often."

When the quantity was ready, Zhang Aiguo paid the money, carried four large piles of sesame cakes, and went to the market to buy a donkey cart so that he could pretend to be a farmer and avoid suspicion.

A bicycle is sold in Jinan for 50 to 100 yuan in cash. It's hard to make money. The economy is bad. Save as much as you can. The Japanese and traitors have money.

The New Year is coming soon. The common people have to celebrate no matter how hard it is. They try to have fun in poverty and there are actually livestock for sale in the spontaneously formed markets.

After asking around, I found out that livestock trading starts from the tenth to twelfth month of the lunar calendar every year when farmers are idle, so it's a good time to come.

No matter how difficult the world is, there are still many people making money.

"Uncle, how do you sell this horse?"

"A means of transportation?"

The livestock dealer took a look at Zhang Aiguo, who was dressed like a student in front of him.

"Ah, maybe I'll need to pull a cart or something in the future."

“In the city or in the country?”

"In the City"

"Where are your parents?"

"If you ask your parents to come, you may not be able to make the decision."

"My parents asked me to buy it. School is almost over."

"If you are educated and well-educated, you should be an accountant or something, and you have to work hard."

The dealer was very confused. He thought he had read the book in vain and drank the foreign ink, which turned into shit and urine. If he was useless, why spent the money? Wouldn't it be delicious to buy a few dimes of wine and some pork head?

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