A film series in the Republic of China: The legendary Taoist priest in Shanghai

"It's not enough to just talk about it on paper. Jiazhi, starting tomorrow, I will personally teach you how to be a rich wife."

Wencai flicked the ash from his cigarette.

"Yes, you can't be like Zhao Kuo. You have to learn with real guns and real bullets."

Liang Runsheng echoed.

Now Wencai suddenly felt that Liang Runsheng was quite sensible and good at talking.

Compared to the hypocrite and the pretending rich boy, this social thug is more to Wencai's liking.

Especially, he made Wencai feel very comfortable because he was always shocked and exclaimed.

A true genius in creating atmosphere.

"Liang Runsheng, come here, I'll help you heal your wound. You're really affecting the city's appearance. If the National Health Bureau sees me, they might think you have leprosy."

Wencai patted Liang Runsheng twice and performed healing magic twice.

Liang Runsheng was covered in bloody wounds on his face and arms, looking very disgusting.

As soon as the two of them clapped their hands, the big bloodstains on Liang Runsheng's face and arms disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally even the scars disappeared.

Liang Runsheng was extremely shocked and exclaimed: "A miracle doctor. I didn't believe it when others told me about it. Today I know that there are always people who are better than you. He is truly a miracle doctor!"

After showing off this skill, Wang Jiazhi looked at him differently.

Miracle doctors are treasures in every era.

Liang Runsheng ignored everyone's gazes, took off his clothes and said, "I'm fine, I'm really fine, my syphilis is cured."

Sure enough, the skin under the clothes was smooth and flat, without those horrible little bumps or bloodstains anymore.

Seeing this, Kuang Yumin also walked over to Wencai and said, "Coach Xu, I don't know if I was infected by Liang Runsheng. My body has been itching a lot. Can you help me treat it?"

Wencai looked at Kuang Yumin, who seemed full of life and without any abnormality.

"You're fine. You don't need treatment."

"Really? Why do I feel itchy all over my body?"

Kuang Yumin reached out and scratched his face again and again, feeling itchy.

In fact, he is mentally ill, and the girlfriend he has always liked was trained by someone else.

Or he agreed to it himself. Any normal person would have psychological trauma.

Many people will feel pain here and itchiness there when they are mentally ill. In fact, they are not sick, it is just a psychological factor.

Some people even suffer from vomiting, skin rashes and unbearable itching due to psychological factors and endocrine disorders.

This is the case with Kuang Yumin.

"Okay, I'll help you heal it."

Wencai was also a little helpless, so he used his healing technique on Kuang Yumin.

Giving Liang Runsheng treatment seems like discriminatory treatment if he is not given treatment.

Healing magic can heal injuries, but it cannot cure mental illness. It has no effect on Kuang Yumin, whose health is full.

Even Kuang Yumin felt that Wencai was fooling him and did not treat him.

His heart sank, wondering if Teacher Xu had discovered that he liked Wang Jiazhi and considered him a love rival, and was deliberately refusing to treat him.

At this time, Wang Jiazhi finished smoking a cigarette, she took out another cigarette from the cigarette box, took out a pure gold lighter and lit it.

Lai Xiujing looked at Wang Jiazhi with the lighter in her hand, her eyes filled with jealousy.

The fat man who went to the restaurant to buy food finally came back with two large food boxes.

"I spent three dollars and a half, and this is the remaining six dollars and fifty cents."

The fat man was a very honest person and handed the money to Wencai.

"You can keep it."

Wencai didn't reach out for his money. A few dollars was not worth his effort.

What's more, the fat guy is a nice person. He takes the initiative to do this and that and doesn't want to let the honest people suffer any loss.

The fat man was overjoyed. It was only a short distance and he earned six dollars and fifty cents.

Huang Lei, Liang Runsheng, and even Lai Xiujing who were standing by were all envious.

Huang Lei thought bitterly: "Damn, it's only ten dollars. I rented this house for a hundred dollars!"

Liang Runsheng thought to himself: "This is a real boss, much better than Huang Lei, the fake rich second generation. If I follow him in the future, I will have a lot of fun."

Seeing that Wencai didn't ask for money, Kuang Yumin said, "Ouyang, give the remaining money to Teacher Xu. It's embarrassing for Teacher Xu to treat us to a meal, how can we take his money?"

"Kuang Yumin, you are so talkative. Teacher Xu gave it to me. I didn't steal or rob. Why can't I accept it? Why can't I take the benefits while I can't do the work? Jiazhi asked you to give it to me..."

The fat guy finally got angry, mainly because his goddess was slept with and he was furious.

Huang Lei felt unhappy when he said that.

"Mom, I paid over 300 yuan, but I stole the money from my family's bank account. If my father knew about this, he would definitely beat me to death. I paid so much and got nothing in return. Wang Jiazhi didn't even look at me straight in the eye. You didn't even think of me during the selection and training just now! It's so immoral, so immoral!"

The more Huang Lei thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Think about it, even if Kuang Yumin can't get Wang Jiazhi, he can at least get Lai Xiujing.

Even if the extermination of the traitor was successful, the credit and fame would all belong to Kuang Yumin.

After the Japanese were driven away, when the national government rewarded people for their merits, the one who deserved it would be Kuang Yumin.

Who knows him, Fatty, and Liang Runsheng?

Maybe the Nationalist government will even recruit Kuang Yumin into the system.

By then, if Kuang Yumin marries Lai Xiujin, who is pretty and innocent, he will have both a job and a wife.

What are I and the fat guy Liang Runsheng?

You're a big fool who spends money, effort and even your life, and ends up being used by others for nothing.

Wencai had no idea that these people had their own ulterior motives, and he didn't care what these little people thought.

"Eat, eat, eat the food while it's still fresh."

As soon as Wencai called out, Fatty and Liang Runsheng immediately cleared the table, put the dishes on the table, and were as busy as Xiaoshe.

The five main dishes are Eight Treasure Duck, Shanghai Braised Pork, Braised Spare Ribs, Soy Sauce Poached Chicken, and Steamed Hilsa.

There are also stir-fried choy sum with shrimp, vegetarian crab roe, pepper and salt peanuts, cucumber and fish skin shreds, and three kinds of shredded vegetables.

Seven people, ten dishes, just the right amount to fill the table.

The fat man also took it upon himself to spend another two cents to buy a bottle of Lao Baigan.

The original bottle of Lao Baigan was taken by Wencai to liven up the party. Wencai looked down on the wine and didn't even drink it, so it was still in Wang Jiazhi's room.

But for these people, two cents of Lao Baigan is indeed a good wine.

Normal people drink loose liquor worth two or three cents to satisfy their cravings, while bottled liquor worth two cents is only drunk by distinguished guests.

There are such delicious dishes today, the fat man thinks he should buy a bottle of good wine to go with these delicious dishes.

Although this small Western-style building looks old, it was originally occupied by a respectable person who had a large round table.

It's okay to put out ten dishes.

Everyone let Wencai take the main seat.

He is the instructor and he is old. Today he is the instructor and he is also treating a team member who suddenly fell ill. He has done a lot of work, so he naturally takes the lead.

Wencai was not polite either. Wang Jiazhi wanted to sit farther away, so Liang Runsheng pushed her next to Wencai.

As the team leader, Kuang Yumin wanted to sit on the other side of Wencai.

He was just about to sit down when Huang Lei suddenly spoke.

"Yumin, you are sick today and may be contagious. Why don't you bear with it and take some food to eat. I am doing this for everyone's good. If everyone is sick, who will kill the traitor? What do you think?"

Kuang Yumin scratched his face. His face turned red from scratching it this way. It was obvious that he was not normal.

Lai Xiujin wanted to say a few words for Kuang Yumin, but he heard Kuang Yumin say, "Well, I also feel weird all the time. Maybe the disease is not completely cured. Teacher Xu, please give me a packet of medicine powder. I will go soak in hot water to remove the poison later."

Kuang Yumin took the initiative to leave the round table, and Lai Xiujing didn't say anything.

After Kuang Yumin left his seat, Huang Lei wanted to sit next to Wencai, but Liang Runsheng glared at him. Huang Lei was very angry, but he didn't dare to sit down.

Liang Runsheng is a gang member who has killed people.

Huang Lei thought angrily: "Fuck you, I rented this house. Believe it or not, I won't play with you guys anymore. I'll vacate the house and let you guys finish playing."

Liang Runsheng didn't sit down himself, so he let Lai Xiujing sit down.

At this point, two beauties accompanied him, one on each side.

It was the fat man Ouyang Lingwen who was authentic. He picked up a plate of vegetables and a bowl of rice and brought them to Kuang Yumin.

When he came back, everyone had already started eating.

The fat man turned away the old white liquor and said, "Today we are all gathered together to kill the traitors and save the Dragon Kingdom. Let's drink a little to celebrate, which will both boost our morale and give us courage."

He is also a college student and speaks quite logically.

However, these words should have been said by the anti-traitor team leader Kuang Yumin.

As he said this, he was about to pour wine for everyone.

Wencai snatched his bottle of white liquor and threw it aside.

"Well said, but we need good wine to kill traitors and dogs. This bottle of Lai Mao is really suitable for patriots like us to drink."

Wencai took out a bottle of wine from under the table, which was actually wine taken out from the storage space.

These days, he wandered around Shanghai and bought a lot of things.

I once went shopping at a large shopping mall in Shanghai and bought more than a dozen bottles of Lai Mao.

Lai Mao is the predecessor of Maotai during the Republic of China. A bottle cost more than 30 yuan, which is equivalent to tens of thousands of yuan in later generations.

People didn't know how expensive his wine was, but they saw that the wine was packed in a beautifully crafted wooden box with an exquisite brass lock on it.

The brass lock alone probably costs a few cents, which is more expensive than the bottle of Lao Baigan. You can imagine how much liquor is inside.