The tavern in the market town opened at noon, and Ren Xiaosu returned to the market town to wait, watching those homeless people get up early to go to work, and go to the factory one by one to earn today's food.

It is difficult for the homeless people to save money, even if they don't earn much every day, there are also broth shops, beer, tobacco, and casinos specially prepared for them by the consortium in the market town, and the Central Plains do not prohibit alcohol, it seems that it is because the grain in the Central Plains is relatively abundant.

At the end of the day, the shops of entertainment and life solicit business at the door, and the workers who have finished the day's work want to treat themselves, so the money they have just earned is spent again.

In this market town, there is always a shop to suit your preferences.

Zhang Jinglin once said that this is a world carefully designed by the consortium, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Looking at those displaced people who came and went, Ren Xiaosu even recalled the days when he and Yan Liuyuan were at the 113 barrier, although that time was more difficult than now, but it was exceptionally beautiful in memory.

So much so that he will deliberately forget some of the hardships during that time, forget that he had not enough to eat, forget that he had been excluded, and forget that he had fallen asleep in fear.

Then only happiness remained in the memory.

Humans are optimistic.

Ren Xiaosu is a strange face to this market town, but there are a lot of people who have fled from the northwest recently, so that everyone doesn't care about his arrival.

Those people hiding in the corner, worried about their future life.

Suddenly, a little girl ran out of the back door of the tavern, still holding a notebook and pen in her hand, and asked these Northwest refugees about something.

Ren Xiaosu leaned over and listened, this little girl was obviously asking these refugees in the northwest about the war in the northwest.

For example, how the war was fought, for example, whether there were any heroic deeds in this war, for example, whether there were any particularly powerful characters in this war.

Of course, the little girl did not let the refugees tell stories in vain, one story and one steamed bun, equivalent exchange.

Although a steamed bun sounds very cheap, in the eyes of refugees who are hungry and don't know how many meals, this steamed bun is life, of course, there is no end to what is said.

A middle-aged man said: "Zong's front-line general Zong Ying this time is still very powerful, he used a trick to make the 178 fortress ......."

As a result, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl shook her head: "Didn't the Zong clan lose, I don't listen to the Zong clan, only the 178 Fortress." ”

At this moment, the middle-aged man's face was gloomy, his heart was dripping blood, he was a bureaucrat attached to the wing of the Zong clan, and the defeat caused him to drag his family and his mouth away from home, which was tragic enough, and now he even has to talk about the heroic deeds of the enemy......

Is this girl here to mend the knife......

The little girl looked at him and said seriously: "If you don't have a story, I'll go ask someone else, Grandpa is still waiting." ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly stopped: "I said I said, and I have a high position, I know more than them, when the 146 barrier was broken, I was in the 146 barrier!"

The little girl was happy when she heard it: "Really, then you can say it quickly, I'll give you one more steamed bun!"

As soon as the middle-aged man heard that he could have one more steamed bun, and he didn't care what his previous identity was, he immediately started talking, and he was afraid that other refugees would rob him of his job.

This lecture lasted more than two hours, and Ren Xiaosu also came to the side to listen, but as he listened, his face became more and more strange.

At the beginning, the middle-aged man spoke quite decently, just said why the 178 fortress launched a war against the Zong clan, and why the Zong clan has frequently provoked the 178 fortress over the years, I have to say that this middle-aged population is quite good, and the talk makes people listen to it with relish, and there are some things that even Ren Xiaosu doesn't know.

However, when it comes to the beginning of the war, from Guanshan and Dingyuan Mountain were beaten, to Shichuan Town was broken, then to the Beiwan River was pierced, and finally to the 146 barrier was broken.

Anyway, everything is inseparable from Ren Xiaosu, and then when the 146 barrier was broken, the middle-aged man began to talk about how the mysterious transcendent boy smashed the entire Zong Clan Combat Brigade......

The girl who listened to the story wrote in her notebook as she listened, and the more she listened, the brighter her eyes became, and she wondered, "Is there really such a brave person in this world?"

"It's not just bravery," the middle-aged man sighed, "I was in the Zong's three-room manor, and I saw him dodging three RPG missiles in steel armor, and then ......"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man looked at Ren Xiaosu and suddenly said in surprise: "Have we met somewhere?"

The Zong clan had made Ren Xiaosu's wanted portrait at the beginning, and the Zong family's high-level officials had basically seen that portrait, but it was not the middle-aged man's duty to hunt down Ren Xiaosu, so he just glanced at it, and at this time he saw Ren Xiaosu with an amazing sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Ren Xiaosu smiled: "I also escaped from the northwest, maybe we may have met somewhere." ”

"Yes," the middle-aged man nodded.

The little girl next to her urged: "You haven't finished talking yet, hurry up and finish the rest of the story." ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then looked up to find Ren Xiaosu's traces, but found that Ren Xiaosu had already left.

Ren Xiaosu doesn't want to be recognized now, it's better to keep a low profile when he comes to the Central Plains, you must know that the Central Plains is rich and rich, but the degree of undercurrent is no less than that of the southwest and northwest.

At this time, he already understood that although the battle for the Central Plains had not yet been warned, the intentions of several consortiums to compete in the Central Plains had long been known to everyone, and he did not want to get involved in these things.

And, there's also Tinder here.

The Central Plains is the home of the Tinder Company, and when it comes here, the Tinder Company is not as easy to deal with as before.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu suddenly found that these refugees seemed to be barrier people, and even some of them had a very high status, why didn't the refugees escape?

No, Ren Xiaosu realized that he had thought of something wrong, and of course the only people who fled would be the residents of the barrier, and even those who were in high positions and attached to the Zong clan.

The northwestern refugees welcomed the 178 fortress, and as soon as the 178 fortress arrived, it was bound to immediately reduce taxes and improve the living conditions of the displaced people.

And ordinary people don't have to worry about what the war will affect, only those dignitaries and dignitaries will worry about being liquidated!

You must know that during the reign of the Zong clan, these dignitaries and dignitaries did not harm the residents and homeless people of the barriers, and Ren Xiaosu has also been to so many barriers, and the bureaucrats of the Zong clan will definitely not be much better than the Li family, the Qing family, and the Yang family.

Thinking of this, Ren Xiaosu also put away his sympathy for these people, and there was no good bird who could come here with a weak heart.

The creaking sound sounded, and the guy in the tavern pushed the wooden door open, and Ren Xiaosu got up and walked in.