After Black Lotus became a reborn person, he went completely crazy

Ou City also has another nickname, Lucheng.

The people here are known as the "Oriental Jews" because they are particularly good at business.

Moreover, the people here are particularly united and have a strong sense of clan consciousness.

Maybe this place is famous enough in later generations, so Xia Ran has high hopes for this place, hoping to be able to reserve enough shoes that he wants here.

As soon as Xia Ran got on the train, she realized that perhaps the first problem she would face after arriving here would be communication.

She noticed that some people in the same box were talking fast, and she could hardly understand a few words they said. She felt like she was finished.

I could have slept all the way to the end, but I couldn't. I pricked up my ears to listen to what others said, and then tried to guess what they meant by combining their body language.

While waiting to get off the train, her mind was filled with the sound of other people's voices.

In the big square in front of the train station, many people pointed at the red taxis lined up neatly nearby and asked if they wanted to go. Of course, this was just Xia Ran's guess.

What surprised her was that there were so many taxis here, more than in Shanghai, which was a bit abnormal.

There are not only many taxis, but also many other small cars, which makes it difficult to evaluate.

He walked quickly and expressionlessly through the crowds of people. In the middle of the way, someone rushed towards Xia Ran. Xia Ran saw that something was wrong and quickly disappeared from the spot.

In this situation, the person is either here to steal your things or to commit fraud. It is definitely not a good thing and the important thing to do is to leave quickly.

I found a covered pedal tricycle and sat on it. The further south we went, the higher the temperature became, and I even felt a little too hot.

After agreeing on the price and duration with the driver, we began our exploration journey in Lucheng.

Fortunately, the driver can understand Mandarin and he can speak some Mandarin himself, otherwise communication would be a problem.

After wandering around two streets, I saw a wedding car that was as grand as those in later generations.

Six Santanas in a row led the way, looking quite luxurious and impressive. This was in 1991, and it was no different from the luxury car fleets of later generations.

The beautiful and plump bride wore a pink wedding dress. The key point was the shape of the dress. It looked like her whole body was embedded in a cluster of pink feathers.

Very pink and tender.

But the bride's smile is brighter and more charming.

As for the groom on the other side, Xia Ran didn't see him.

The driver also excitedly parked the car aside, looked at it and introduced it to Xia Ran, saying that this was the wedding of a prestigious local family, and it was obviously something that only a "ten thousand yuan household" would do, and ordinary people could not afford it.

"Ordinary people don't have this kind of pomp and circumstance. It's really enviable."

Many people stopped to watch the convoy. Almost everyone on the streets on both sides pressed the pause button. Everyone stopped to witness this moment together.

Xia Ran took out her camera from her bag and started taking pictures. This was such an unforgettable experience. She was the best witness of this era.

Until the convoy disappeared at the end of the road, everyone returned to normal and did what they were supposed to do.

I believe everyone will remember and talk about this moment today for a long time.

Xia Ran visited almost all of Lucheng before finding a place to eat and deciding where to stay.

Xia Ran had just arrived in Lucheng and had no plans to take any action right away, so he just wandered around the streets.

She could also check out the place and confirm what was available and what she wanted to book. She didn't need a specific list, but she had to have an idea in mind.

The first thing to do the next day was to donate supplies. I spent the whole morning driving to two welfare homes and a nursing home to donate the supplies.

She no longer needs to buy supplies from outside, as the space she has stored is more than enough.

She also stocked up a lot of quilts in Urumqi, enough to donate and sell.

In the afternoon, I started strolling around the small appliance wholesale markets.

Here you can see all the home appliances on the market. The categories are very complete, but the quality varies.

The first thing Xia Ran had to do was to inquire about the price and find out the manufacturer's information.

Then we visited various local small workshops.

This was strictly the first time she had seen such a simple and sparsely populated workshop, the kind where three or five people could set up a factory and produce in their own home.

Xia Ran really admires and envies other people's spirit of "daring to think and dare to act".

This is something that people from her hometown don't have.

There are really small workshops everywhere. Xia Ran sees one every few steps. Some make shoes, some make bags and suitcases, some make small appliance accessories, and some make clothes. There is a variety of workshops.

I always feel that as long as people have electricity and tools, they can open a factory and start production.

There are so many small private enterprises, no wonder they are developing so fast and so well. As a native of Northwest China, I am really envious.

There are reasons and logic behind other people's excellence, and there are traces to follow.

Just like Xia Ran, every time she sees the clear water in the lakes and ditches, she can't help but sigh and envy.

She was really envious.

Especially facing the green mountains, the extensive underground water system and the humid climate.

I wish my hometown could have plenty of rain, lush vegetation, and evergreen all year round.

It's a pity to think too much. The Northwest is such a vast land, with so many hardworking, kind, and hardworking ordinary people. What's wrong with giving them more rain?

Why doesn’t God agree?

Hey!

The more Xia Ran looked along the way, the more envious he became, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became.

We are all in China, under the same blue sky, but living in different latitudes.

The region has trapped people so tightly that they can't even turn around.

At the end of the stroll, Xia Ran felt like someone was following him, and he felt like a thorn in his back.

I guessed that he was either planning to steal or rob. I found a blade from the space and took it in my hand just in case.

He led the people behind him into the main road with the heaviest traffic, and then slowly waited for the other party to come.

Anyway, she only had a few old clothes in her bag, which she used just for demonstration.

After waiting for a while, someone really took the bait. Xia Ran didn't do much. He just took the blade and slashed the wrist that was stretched out to him, breaking his hand.

The hand that was stretched out just touched the backpack on Xia Ran's chest, then dropped down, and then disappeared into the crowd.

It’s as if I’ve never been here.

As for chasing the other party, Xia Ran had no intention of doing it at all. He pretended nothing had happened and continued forward.

The probability of this kind of people committing crimes in gangs is very high. If you kill one, a group of them may come. Who knows how big the gang is? She is alone, so it is better not to move.

These people are local bullies, so there is no need for Xia Ran to confront them. It is better to leave the matter of dealing with these people to the country.