Expedition to Europe

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Waiting is a helpless choice and a painful torment.

Waiting for the arrival of an unknown fate in a small cabin is an even crueler reality. Waiting for the sunshine to come out of the storm, or waiting for the endless darkness of the ship capsizing and death.

In order to make this torment more bearable, Qin Zhiyuan could only chat with several people in the same cabin, talking about their previous lives, the possible bright prospects after going to Europe, the five francs daily salary that had not yet been received, etc., and any topic that could be thought of, in order to divert everyone's attention and add some beautiful expectations to the desperate reality.

As the chat deepened, everyone gradually became familiar with each other. The six people in the same cabin, except Qin Zhiyuan and Qin Zhisheng from Cangzhou, Zhili (now Cangzhou, Hebei), the other four were Gao Hongshi from Heze, Shandong, Chen Kangjian from Shunde, Zhili (now Xingtai, Hebei), Ge Lifu from Dengfeng, Henan, and Liu Zizheng from Wenxian, Henan.

Among the six people, Liu Zizheng is the oldest, 31 years old this year. Liu Zizheng is cautious in his work. He was the first to apologize to Qin Zhiyuan just now. Gao Hongshi is younger, one year younger than Qin Zhiyuan. He called him "brother" affectionately. Chen Kangjian is 26 years old this year. He is the most sturdy among the six people. He looks honest and looks like a hot guy. He was the first to criticize Qin Zhiyuan just now. Ge Lifu is 28 years old this year. He is not tall and speaks the least when chatting. It seems that he is a person who takes actions more than words.

Everyone talked about everything, and the chat was quite warm. Not only did they deepen their understanding of each other, but also relieved the pressure brought by the storm. Moreover, because of the misunderstanding just now, they inexplicably increased a bit of adversity and friendship, and their relationship became closer.

"Brothers, you guys chat first. I'm going to go to the toilet." Gao Hongshi apologized and staggered to open the cabin door and walked towards the toilet at the end of the passage.

"Be careful not to fall in. I won't rescue you in this dizzy world." Chen Kangjian is indeed a hot guy. He has no confidence in his mouth. When he opens his mouth, it seems as if a crow flies by.

"Brother Chen, don't underestimate me. I have practiced it. I can go to the toilet with drunken boxing and I won't fall into the pit." Gao Hongshi's voice is full of energy, and his tone is steady and his breath is even, which shows that what he said is true.

"It's true. If you didn't say it, I really didn't notice it. Our hometown is a place of martial arts. I guess you guys have practiced it." When Gao Hongshi said that, Qin Zhiyuan suddenly remembered that no wonder Qin Zhiyuan felt familiar when everyone reported their homes just now. Now that he thinks about it carefully, they are all places of martial arts.

"It's true. May I ask if you brothers have learned kung fu?" Chen Kangjian is the most active. Looking at his physique, you can tell that he must have fought with people a lot on weekdays.

"Hehe, they are all practicing blindly, there is no question of whether they are good at martial arts or not. They are just practicing some fancy tricks to make their muscles and bones weak." Qin Zhisheng interrupted Qin Zhiyuan before he could speak. As the saying goes, "It is better to hide one's shortcomings than to show one's ugliness." Qin Zhisheng would naturally not cause trouble that is not important.

Chinese Kung Fu focuses on cultivating the mind. Practicing martial arts is not for the purpose of competing for strength and victory, but just for strengthening the body. Perhaps some people would think that this is a consolation for Chinese martial arts skills that are inferior to others. In fact, every master would say this sentence in front of his apprentices as a warning.

Looking at Chen Kangjian's temperament, once everyone admits that they have practiced martial arts, they may have to open up their positions to determine who is better, which is not considered a big deal. If two people fight, if they win, they will hurt their relationship, and if they lose, they will not accept it. This is just like playing mahjong. Even the best buddies can be split into thirteen pieces.

"Not bad, not bad, I can't say that I am good at kung fu. It's embarrassing to say it out." Liu Zizheng said very thoughtfully, blocking Chen Kangjian's possible competition in a self-deprecating way.

"..." Ge Lifu was always silent.

"Oh, you guys are too polite. It's been a long night and there's no mahjong to play. Let's play a few hands of Sanshou. It can not only kill time, but also strengthen our bodies. Isn't it better?" Seeing that no one accepted the challenge, Chen Kangjian scratched his head for a long time, and actually found a reason for him.

"Hey, why hasn't this little Gaozi come back yet? Did he really fall in?" At the critical moment, Qin Zhiyuan had to come forward to change the topic.

"Little Gaozi" is the nickname Qin Zhiyuan gave to Gao Hongshi. Although this name sounds ambiguous, it is undeniable that this behavior is very conducive to getting closer. Of course, this behavior also depends on the object. For example, Chen Kangjian, if you dare to call him "Xiao Jianren", he will fight you to the death.

"That's right, that's right, I'll go out and take a look, don't really fall in." Qin Zhiyuan just finished speaking, Qin Zhisheng opened the door and walked out.

"Can such a big person really fall in? It's not easy to fall into the small hole of the toilet." Seeing that everyone was about to scatter, Chen Kangjian was very dissatisfied.

The toilet of the Victory Message was equipped with a flush toilet, which was originally intended to be convenient for people to use, but since the laborers boarded the ship, the flush toilet has become the enemy of the laborers. Most of the laborers are ordinary people. They are used to squatting on weekdays and have never used a toilet. Therefore, many people feel that they can't defecate when sitting on the toilet, so people often squat on the narrow side of the toilet, which makes Qin Zhiyuan have to bring more toilet paper every time he goes to the toilet, not only to wipe his buttocks, but also to wipe the side of the toilet...

Speaking of this, the possibility of falling in is indeed very high.

As soon as the door opened, a quarrel entered the cabin.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Let me go. Do you hear me? If you don't let me go, I will take action. Don't talk to me like birds. I don't understand. Can you translate it?" This was Gao Hongshi's voice. It sounded like he was It seemed like someone was stopping me.

"Oh, there's something easy to say, there's something easy to say, why bother with this, what's the etiquette?" This was the voice of Huang Fugui, the ship's translator.

"The chief mate has issued an order asking you to tie yourselves to the bed. Why don't you obey the order? Are you still wandering around the cabin? I'm going to arrest you now, you damn pig." Someone was shouting in French, It sounded like a sailor on a ship.

The first time he heard the quarrel, Qin Zhiyuan got up and went out with a professional smile on his face to explain. As soon as he went out, Qin Zhiyuan heard the word "pig", and then Qin Zhiyuan's face instantly turned livid.

"Did you hear what I said? You pig, damn pig, damn yellow-skinned monkey, do you want me to repeat it? You damn yellow-skinned monkey, I hope you all die in France, you should all die in France France." The sailor probably felt that no one could understand French, so he kept cursing loudly in French. Even when he saw Qin Zhiyuan and the others coming, he didn't mean to shut up.

"Brother, this foreign devil won't let me go. I can't understand what he's saying. Brother, please read it quickly." Seeing Qin Zhiyuan and others approaching, Gao Hongshi immediately shouted for help. This kind of chicken-and-duck talk It felt really bad. Gao Hongshi's urge to learn a foreign language had never been so strong as it is now.

The French sailor in front of Gao Hongshi is not tall. Compared with Gao Hongshi, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, he is half a head shorter, and his chest and back are also slimmer. However, given the sailor's foreign status and the pistol hanging on his waist, Gao Hongshi didn't dare to take action.

"You bastard, your words really disgust me. Is this how your mother taught you?" Qin Zhiyuan cursed before he could reach the two of them.

Qin Zhiyuan has great experience in dealing with foreigners. As long as you understand their rules and how their society operates, foreigners are much easier to deal with than Chinese.

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"You, you, you, you dare to curse?" The French sailor obviously didn't expect that anyone here could understand him. He was speechless for a long time and only managed to squeeze out this sentence.

"Yes! I'm just scolding you! When you insult others, be prepared to be insulted. Didn't your mother teach you that?" Zhan Zhiyuan spoke with confidence, and Qin Zhiyuan did not give in at all.

As soon as he saw someone coming forward, Huang Fugui immediately hid aside. It seemed that he had a deep understanding of the meaning of the word "protect oneself wisely".

"Hey, pig, I want to teach you a lesson." The French sailor was obviously irritated and punched Qin Zhiyuan in the face.

"Pa" Qin Zhiyuan grabbed his fist as soon as he swung it out. Then Qin Zhiyuan waved his hand to ward off another fist, grabbed the French sailor's neck, lifted him up and pressed him against the wall next to him.

"Don't do it easily, it will hurt you. Especially don't do it easily with the Chinese. When we organized hundreds of thousands of people to fight in groups, you were still picking fruits with your butts naked... Do you understand what I mean?" Qin Zhiyuan approached the French sailor's red face with a sullen face, and looked fiercely into the French sailor's eyes that were starting to turn white with ferocious eyes.

"Yes, yes sir." The French sailor grasped Qin Zhiyuan's steel-hard arms in vain and squeezed out a few words from his throat with difficulty.

"Very good, be polite next time if you have any questions. Pay attention to your words and don't use words that insult others. That is equivalent to insulting yourself. I will keep an eye on you, Mr. Sailor." Qin Zhiyuan let go of his arms after saying that , allowing the unlucky sailor to slide along the wall and fall to the ground.

The sailor held his neck with tears streaming down his face and coughed violently. Although his hand reached for the pistol at his waist, he did not dare to pull it out. Huang Fugui, who was watching the fire from the other side, came over to help the unscrupulous sailor and looked at Qin Zhiyuan's back with surprise and respect in his eyes.

"I will also remember you, Mr. No. 10086." Seeing that Qin Zhiyuan and the others had gone away, he shouted out with an expression of anger.

10086?

Just as he was about to enter, Qin Zhiyuan looked down at the number on his uniform, which was indeed 10086.