Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

‘Woo~~~’

The deafening whistle sounded at the noisy pier. The dock workers who lived on the pier were rushing to use it, looking forward to someone hiring them to solve their livelihoods for the day.

This is the liner of Pacific Foreign Company. Since it is a veteran British foreign company, even when the Japanese invaders invaded China is becoming increasingly fierce, it has never stopped operating.

Especially this route between Shanghai and Hong Kong, during this season when mountains and rivers are broken, a large war and profitable market was launched.

Even an ordinary plywood ticket can be sold for 20 to 30 pounds, equivalent to 20 to 300 yuan in total, which is a savings that a middle-class family cannot afford.

Of course, this price is just from Shanghai to Hong Kong, and the fare from Hong Kong to Shanghai is much cheaper, so I often feel unhappy.

It is precisely for this reason that the liner to Shanghai always carries some goods. As for whether it involves smuggling, it is unknown.

After all, in this turbulent time, neither the Japanese invaders nor the National Government had the courage to search foreigners' goods.

It is precisely for this reason that many people with very sensitive identities will also use this method to pass.

On the deck, an old man with an old face but strong hair stared at his sharp eyes and patrolled back and forth alertly, blocking the abortion of people around him.

Next to the old man, a young man wearing a windbreaker, a big-brimmed hat, and a gray knitted scarf wrapped in a gray knitted scarf, revealing only a pair of small eyes.

He grabbed two small suitcases with both hands and tried hard to drive a road for people to pass through from the crowded dock workers.

"Start up, start up, I'll tell you, stay away from us... no one is needed, nothing is needed!"

Behind the two, a pair of men and women wearing windbreakers that couldn't see clearly, but could not hide their unique temperament, rushed out along the road they drove out.

"...Oh my god... There are so many people here. Master, this is Big Shanghai. Is the person we are looking for living here..."

"Shut up!"

The short and humble mouthful made the young man feel so excited that he quickly took two steps to keep up with the old man's pace, not daring to look around anymore.

After scolding his apprentice, the man hesitated slightly, looked at one side, and said in a low voice as if explaining:

"...Blue-clothed club... Now it's called Military Control Commission... A friend saw it in the newspaper, not here, but Wuxi County, where he had lived for a long time..."

Beside him, a girl always unconsciously buckles her steps, with a tall and slender figure, and a long black braided girl nodded without comment. Her cold face flashed with a hint of incomprehension, and her steps became more and more rapid.

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In the clear autumn season, the rain begins to stop, and the bright sunshine penetrates the dim mist, but it cannot resist the coolness of autumn.

Not far outside Wuxi County, on the deserted canal pier, a group of people got off the ship in a low key. The old man looked around inadvertently, his eyes that looked like a falcon made people panic.

"...I heard that, the hero of Jiangnan took action again. He just sent a brigade and was ambushed before he even entered the city. There were more than 900 people, and they were carrying heavy machine guns, all dead!"

"...It's good to be completely dead. Only dead Japanese devils are good Japanese devils..."

"...Oh, just keep your voice down, be careful not to let others listen, it's so much... "

Seeing four strange-clad people, the crowd around them subconsciously dispersed and did not dare to approach, for fear of causing any trouble.

Little did they know that their chat had been heard thoroughly by the keen and sensitive people. The pair of men and women with unique temperaments looked at each other in a sympathetic manner, and their excitement was beyond words.

In front of the two, the old man with a look of a hawk was also shocked. He took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, looked around, greeted the people behind him, and walked towards a relatively prosperous tavern.

Beiding Tavern, a tavern located by the canal waters, occupies a good location. Because it is not far from the pier, business is quite prosperous.

The tavern is not big, with only four or five square tables, selling wine and food, as well as some regular meals.

In fact, this place was not originally called a tavern, but a restaurant. It was made with cold dishes, and there was no dine-in, and it only did takeaway business.

The boss at that time was still a young man who was elegant and handsome, like a scholar who was better than a chef.

However, as the saying goes, people should not behave like appearances, and water should not be measured. The young man who looks like a worldly fireworks has excellent skills.

Simple miscellaneous pieces are even more greedy than the famous Sixi Gluten in Jufenglou.

The door was open only at midday every day, and it would be sold out before noon. At that time, Wuxi County was full of tempting fragrance, and even with the fragrance, you could add two more bowls of dry rice.

Later, after repeated persuasion from everyone, the young boss finally reluctantly agreed to add dine-in at the restaurant and started selling wine.

Whenever I looked at my beautiful clothes and sat in a cramped restaurant, I warmed up two liang of wine and asked for two plates of miscellaneous vegetables. Although it was just ordinary turbid wine, it seemed to be able to taste the redness of my daughter, and the wine added a lot...

Later, the Japanese invaders entered the city, and two peach dogs led a team of puppet troops to swear their Taijun to siege the restaurant and the boss.

Although I don’t know what happened, the restaurant was actually burned by fire.

After that, the young boss never made any more stalls. When he showed up again, he was already at the resumption ceremony of the Second Women's Middle School. The young man was a teacher who taught citizens...

But the store was reopened by a couple with two sons in their early twenties. It was heard that the couple had a good relationship with the young man.

The recipe for cold dishes was also passed to the couple, but old customers knew that the dishes nowadays no longer tasted the same...

But there is nothing we can do, life has to continue, and there is no restaurant and a tavern is also life.

The new boss is working very well, the younger son and mother are busy with the kitchen, while the older son and father are taking care of the front desk.

According to the accent, the family probably came from the north, and the crappy Wuxi dialect in their conversations always makes people laugh.

No matter how much I smile, I don’t have any malice. I just look for some sense of superiority that has passed away. Since the Japanese invasion of China, everyone has not had a good life.

Especially in recent days, another "Jiangnan hero" has appeared in the world who specializes in assassinating Japanese traitors. Although it is a great thing to be happy, it has also caused panic and nervousness.

In the end, some adjustments are needed.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that the new boss, who has a large amount and affordability, can gain a firm foothold after this pearl and jade.

However, this new boss is not useless. Although the mixing of vegetables is not as good as before, the stew is really commendable.

Stewed with pork vermicelli, stewed with chickens, beans, and stewed with pork ribs, and stewed with big goose... As the morning approaches, you can always smell the meaty aroma that penetrates the greedy insects.

In line, I picked up a large bowl of vegetables, dine in or went home, and feasted on all kinds of dry food, feeling the feeling of fullness, and the word "happiness" is probably the case.

Gradually, this Beiding tavern was laughed at by the people around him as a Northeast restaurant. It was just that compared to the past, the wine was not called a specialty without the specialty of mixing dishes.

When I pushed the door open, a sour smell mixed with the aroma of meat came to my face with the noisy chat sound.

"...Young man, have a plate of mixed crumbs, a plate of braised bamboo shoots, a plate of dried shrimp, and two taels of rice wine. Warm it with shredded ginger. The shrimp must be good, the shrimp must be whole, and the shrimp must not be broken!"

"...Okay, don't worry, we're all good shrimps here. By the way, we made some silverfish here. We just made it in the morning and it was fresh. Why don't you come to some?"

"...No, I'll give me a small plate of your appetizer, it's free?"

The appetizer that the guests mentioned was the pickled cabbage that the boss and the boss lady pickled. Under the guidance of the young man, a lot of sugar that was made from unknown sources was added to the sauerkraut. The taste was sweet and sour, and it was very popular among the people.

“…Free, wait for a moment, it’s all right away!”

The young man was talking, looking up at the door of the store that opened. Seeing four men and women with unique temperaments, he felt inexplicably warmed up. He quickly stepped forward and served him earnestly.

"...You guys are here to invite you! Should you drink or eat? Our stew is a specialty, and everyone who has eaten it has said that you might as well come and try it?"

“…Northeastern people?”

Hearing the familiar accent, the old man who was the first to enter the door stopped and his oppressive eyes shone sharply, making the young man breathless.

“……Yes…uncle, I’m from Xinjing…”

"...that's not called Xinjing, it's Changchun!"

The old man roared with anger, which scared the young man.

"...Yes, yes, Changchun, Changchun, used to be called Changchun, but later, when Manchukuo came, it was called Xinjing, Changchun..."

"...Okay, Lao Jiang!"

The cold female voice interrupted the old man's anger, stepped forward, pulled out a newspaper with a faint smell of disinfectant from her arms, and held it in front of the young man.

"Do you recognize this person?"

The cold voice was not warm at all, and only when the person was mentioned was a slight turbulence.

But the guy was at the age of 20 Rou, and he had not married, and suddenly he met such a girl with a unique temperament and a hint of beauty would inevitably arise in his heart...

"...This...Mr. Wang...Hi...You four are the guests that Teacher Wang mentioned. Oh, I know them all, they are so familiar. They are so familiar. This is the flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple!"

Seeing the somewhat blurry sideways in the newspaper photo, the young man felt a little uncomfortable, but his expression was not visible at all. Instead, he kept patting his chest boldly.

"... Teacher Wang greeted me yesterday, saying that there were an old, three young and four old friends coming today. He also asked my mother to help prepare a pot of pig-killing vegetables so that you can taste the taste of your hometown!"

Listening to the young man's words, the four of them were full of shock. They could guarantee that there was no news leaked along the way, but now...

"…To be honest, it's a Mid-Autumn Festival, the school holidays are on, and Teacher Wang has no classes, otherwise you still have some waiting..."

The young man clumsily imitated someone's posture, pretended to be cool and took out a map from the counter, turned around and handed it to the four people.

"... This is what Teacher Wang asked me to give you four people. He lives in Shibawan, not far from Meiyuan. If you can't understand it, I can take you there..."

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Seeing that the young man was not lying, the four of them nodded hesitantly, looked at the map in their hands, ignored the young man's enthusiasm, left a few rewards, and turned around and left impatiently.

Looking at the girl's back as she left, the young man spat with dissatisfaction, "...Cut, the dog's eyes look down on people, this is the quality..." As he said that, he stuffed the reward into his arms without hesitation.

“…Young man, settle the accounts!”

"...Hey, here you are here, you have a total of six yuan and three cents, how can you give it to..."

“…Nickel coins, six dollars…”

"...Oh, look, small business is not profitable..."

"...just Sanmao...I'm an old customer..."

“……The life is so tight, I really can’t afford to pay credit…”

In a blink of an eye, the tavern was once again submerged in the fireworks on earth...

...

The green mountains are faint, the green water is far away, and the cool breeze blows into the mist, wetting the collars of the road.

This place is more than twenty miles away from the county town, and all the people are extraordinary. They are walking along the way, but it is only half an hour before, but even so, the sky is already dark.

"...Master...Master...How far is we...Why are we? Why don't you eat some dry food first and make up for it..."

"……arrive!"

Along the winding stream, bypassing a mountain road that is not surprisingly difficult to walk, a brightly lit courtyard is reflected in front of everyone.

“……Eighteen Bends, Lianhua Mountain, have you arrived…”

Several people stopped hearing the sound. Except for the young man who was holding his knees and gasping for breath, the other three were staring at the door painted with black wood with an extremely complicated look.

I came to the door here for some reason, but I was stubborn and stubborn and unafraid of life and death, but I even lost the courage to push open a door.

Two lanterns hung above the gate, emitting dim light, but the flying insects who like light sources are completely gone.

There is no invasion of mosquitoes or birds crowing, only a clear spring water makes a crisp and pleasant tinging sound, strange, but it exudes a sense of elegance and elegance.

“…is it here?”

The woman with a tall figure and unique temperament carefully lifted out a map with residual heat from her arms and identified it against the dim lights.

After comparing it over and over again, I never dared to say the word "confirm".

At this time, she would rather not open this door for the rest of her life, at least she would have a thought to deceive herself...

I went all the way to this thought, right?

"...Flowers are flying in the middle of the night, and the dew is coming to the head. The sky is high and the heat is far away, but I think it's so autumn, why are you standing outside?

Come in, come in..."

‘Squeak!’

The door shaft made a dull sound, awakening the whole world, and in an instant, the world became alive.

‘Chirky~chirky~’

A white widow flew from somewhere, tilting its small head, staring at the black eyes, and watching the four strange dumb geese.

‘Chirky~chirky~’

With an unknown chirping, the white slut flapped its wings and flew into the sky. The autumn wind blew away the mist, and the cold moonlight spread down.

In the hazy moonlight, a figure who made people fall asleep day and night, walked slowly to everyone...

“………Yeah, everyone, long time no see…”

‘Sau~pa!’

A gust of wind whistled past, accompanied by a crisp sound following closely behind, interrupting the warm words.

The misty people came to their senses and looked up.

But I saw the woman with a unique temperament and tall figure, pursing her lips tightly, staring at her scarlet eyes, tears overflowing, holding up a bit of thick palm, and the palms were a little red.

Looking at the figure who was longing for a long time, he had already been slapped on the ground, leaning on the ground, looking at them with a smile regardless of the swollen cheeks.

"...Wow, I haven't seen each other for a few years. My sister has gained great skills in her hands. I am very happy for my brother, very happy..."

The man lay on the ground, still with a hippie and smiling expression. His style was like a scoundrel, but it didn't make people feel slight.

Just at this moment, a man came out from the crowd, took off the windbreaker and hat wrapped around him, threw it aside, pushed the gold mountain, turned the jade pillar, and slapped it firmly on the ground, without saying anything.

The young man who was busy taking the windbreaker and hat behind him was busy taking the windbreaker and hat. Seeing his master's behavior, he hurriedly ignored his clothes and followed his master's appearance and knocked down his head.

Even the old man seemed to have taken off some burden, and his tense nerves were relaxed, and he took a step forward and fell to the ground.

"Sir, I am so kind to myself, Lao Jiang, I can't repay you. I'm going to beat you today. I've given you a command. Lao Jiang will never refuse. If you violate it, I'd like to be hit by the five thunders and abandon the body on the street..."

"...Hey hey hey, okay, Uncle Jiang, get up... Ruomei hurriedly, help pull Uncle Jiang up. He is so old...

Hurry up, Erya, stop crying, be strong, the old man is watching us in the sky. If you see you falling into gold beans, you might think what I have done to you? Do you think I am wronged?"

Hearing this, Gong Ruomei suddenly raised her face, blushed her eyes, and stared at the man tightly.

"...Not unfair! Not unfair at all!

...You are just doing something wrong with me, I want to tell my father, you, Wang Xuebin, are not even as good as women, you don't have to say anything, forget it, you said you want to take care of me, you..."

Gong Ruomei raised her firm little face and said childish words. Wang Xuebin shook his head and smiled, forcibly swung Lao Jiang, and said while slapping the dust on his legs:

"...Haha, yes! I agree with this. The girl hasn't said that her husband's family has yet to say that she is my brother's, it's not!"

After saying that, he did not look at Gong Ruomei, who looked like a peach and plum, turned his head and looked at his apprentice who was kneeling aside and did not dare to move.

"... Get up, in a blink of an eye, you are also a master..."

As he said that, he bent down and gently supported with one hand. A powerful force that was unstoppable lifted his apprentice up.

"...Is this your apprentice? What boxing did you teach?"

Hearing the master's question, Yi Shitian quickly clasped his fists and bowed his body, and said with a trembling voice:

"...Master... The disciples passed on all the disciples' family lessons, the eight Vajra styles, the six major openings, small frames... Without the master's advice, the internal skills, the killing techniques, and the large guns were not dared to pass on them..."

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