Yang Qiu felt that if he wore it thirty years earlier, he would have a much better life if he wore it until the Xinhai year.

At that time, even if his military talent is abolished, as long as he stands in the right line, as long as he is careful not to hang up, with his cultural quality, with his white and tender little face, he will survive until four or eight years, and he should be a senior cadre at the very least.

What are high-ranking cadres? Not to mention the present, if we put it aside in the 21 st century and put it in a small county town on the fifth and sixth lines, at least a small section chief will not be able to escape.

Besides, even if you don't wear Xinhai, then if you wear it thirty years later, the result will be even better.

That's seven or eight years!

What is the concept of seven or eight years? To put it bluntly, he came to Xiangjiang a year earlier than the stallion Lao Wang. Think about Lao Wang, who has been mixed since seven or nine years, and he has become the richest man in Xiangjiang. No matter how bad Yang Qiu is, a multimillionaire can still run?

Although he can't write novels......

Thirty years earlier, it was a military YY novel that hit the street, and thirty years later, it was a Xiangjiang entertainment novel that hit the street; not too early nor too late, it was a street fighting novel!

Yang Qiu is egg pain is extremely painful......

"I think back then, when the Qing Dynasty was still there, every time Zhao Erfeng, the governor of Sichuan, went out on the street, he was accompanied by hundreds of foreign guns, which was called domineering. Later, the group of Baolu Party refused to accept it, what if they were not convinced? Hold it back! Zhao Dudu's hand fell, and the person with many heads rolled in a large area. ”

"Well, don't you use a gun, the head ......"

Perhaps after inhaling half a box of hibiscus cream, Wu's spirit immediately improved. This guy is nearly sixty years old, and as a result, most of his life has been spent in exile, so that his family wealth has become empty, and he has no old age or younger, and finally fled to Xiangjiang alone, which is why he settled down.

is so old, fortunately, he can fool people, and he also has the face and money hexagram that he learned halfway, so he can get a mouthful of food.

Now that the stalls of the two are not patronized, they are idle anyway, and Wu Bamboo Pole pulls Yang Qiu to talk about the ancient times.

Hearing that Yang Qiu still dared to question himself, Wu immediately blew his beard and glared and scolded: "You know a fart, shooting? Shooting was after the Xinhai year, in addition to fighting in the past, which one was not pulled to the vegetable market to be stabbed." ”

"Yes, yes, you're right, you're right, I'm young and ignorant. ”

Yang Qiu immediately lowered his posture and apologized, Bamboo Pole Wu spent money to buy officials when he was young and sat for two months before the county decree was overthrown, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty was overthrown.

If you go up with him, just wait for a long time to be trained, Yang Qiu has been scared by him for half a year.

"The current afterlife is simply useless. Wu stood at the commanding heights and sprayed Yang Qiu, in the end he spared him, and continued to recall: "Back then, the imperial court wanted to ...... the railway in Wuchuan"

"Hey, Yang Xiucai!

A low voice interrupted the conversation between the two, and Yang Qiu hurriedly looked back, only to see a middle-aged thin man in a gray cotton coat, standing obscenely in front of his stall with his head shrunk and his shoulders low.

Business is coming to the door.

"Yo, isn't this Brother Qi, are you ......" Yang Qiu thought that he finally didn't need to listen to the bamboo pole Wu talk about the ancients, and hurriedly greeted enthusiastically: "You just got off work, look at your happiness, haven't you made a lot of money?"

"Hey, big money doesn't count. Brother Qi replied, and patted his chest proudly: "I did an errand today, and I got a reward from the boss, I said Yang Xiucai, do you have any good goods today? ”

"Yes, yes, all the good goods are for Brother Qi, you keep them, wait. Yang Qiu's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly bent down and pulled up in the pile of books.

Without much delay, Yang Qiu took out a few sets of wall calendars from the pile of books, displayed them with both hands, pointed to the top one and introduced: "Come on, Brother Qi, look at this wall calendar, authentic Amari look at the new goods, just came out this year, Amri look, know, the United States, the United States!"

Brother Qi obviously didn't know that Ameri was looking, but as soon as he said the United States, he suddenly realized, but obviously the wall calendar in front of him didn't have much to do with him, pointing to the foreign girl on the wall calendar and said hesitantly: "This girl is good-looking, but it's ......."

"Hey, Brother Qi, you don't know. ”

Before Brother Qi could finish speaking, Yang Qiu interrupted him and interjected: "The foreign girl above is a popular sexy star in the United States-Marilyn Monroe, Marilyn Monroe knows, that is a horn that is more famous than Li Lihua, look at this face, look at this figure, look at this sexy lips, stunner, it has to be this flavor, isn't this more flavorful than those Yanmar that directly leaks the waves?"

Marilyn Monroe's charm is really invincible, as Yang Qiu casually flipped through two pages, Brother Qi was obviously fascinated, twisted it and said: "Then Yang Xiucai, I want this wall calendar." ”

"Brother Qi, I'll wrap it up for you, and make sure you take it home and keep it clean. ”

"That Yang Xiucai, you ......" Listening to Yang Qiu's flickering vigorously, Brother Qi suddenly pointed to the remaining sets of wall calendars next to him, and said, "Give me another set of leaky Yanma wall calendars." ”

"Okay, you want two sets, then I'll give you another British goods, England is good, His Majesty the Emperor has a long life! For Emperor George's sake, I'll give you another 20% discount, two sets of 20 yuan!"

"Good. ”

As a traveler who has traveled for half a year, Yang Qiu from the 21st century is undoubtedly living a relatively depressed life, and he is still making a living by selling second-hand books on the ground.

He was an atypical scumbag, just catching the last train of the twentieth century.

It's painful to be born a scumbag, especially when there are so many genius kids from other people's families around. And what made Yang Qiu even more painful was that he had a genius child who was praised by everyone.

The brother of an atypical scumbag - a super super student!

Yang Qiu's elder brother is a top student, which is a recognized fact since his brother's kindergarten. From getting the most little safflower in kindergarten, to the first in primary school to the first in junior high school to the first in high school, all the way to a famous foreign school, and getting scholarships every year.

This is simply a sin for Yang Qiu!

Yang Qiu's brother is seventeen years older than him, and during the summer vacation when his brother was admitted to a prestigious foreign school, Yang Qiu's parents felt that they had practiced such a superb number, and they would soon reach the full level, which was a bit unenjoyable, so they decided to re-practice a superb number.

So in that hot summer vacation, the old couple who are not old at heart made a small cell called Yang Qiu.

This is really a superb number - the best scumbag.

From never taking a little safflower in kindergarten, maybe comfortingly getting one or two, to the tail of the crane in elementary school, junior high school and high school, the confidence of the old couple was completely struck. Fortunately, the university expanded later, and Yang Qiu finally finished studying in a sparse university.

The old couple breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and always sent the second goods out of the door.

Although Yang Qiu and his brother are older than each other, they are both a generation that grew up watching Xiangjiang movies and reading Hong Kong martial arts novels, so they can be regarded as Hong Kong entertainment lovers.

Sometimes Yang Qiu thinks that if it was his brother who crossed over at that time, it is estimated that he would now become the CEO and marry Bai Fumei.

Although this thought is a bit sorry for the sister-in-law and the eldest nephew.

Forehead...... Let's get back to that for now.

After being busy for a while, the time was close to half past six, when it was already dark, the street lights were dim and dim, and it was okay to walk according to the lights, and people like Yang Qiu who sold books were blind, so many stalls had been lit with sheltered kerosene lamps.

Although there are still many well-dressed 'elites' at the entrance of the theater, or accompany young women in retro-dressed cheongsams, or young ladies in trendy pleated skirts to go in and out, these people obviously do not carry a big horse lamp to rummage through the stacks of books.

Yang Qiu saw that he couldn't sell any books, so he said hello to the bamboo pole Wu, wrapped the books in a sheet, and it was only about thirty catties together, and then carried it on his back, and walked away.

Close the stall today!

Yang Qiu was not busy going home first, he was busy all afternoon, so he went to Xiutun Stadium first, and ate a bowl of barbecued pork rice at those small food stalls that set up stalls to sell rice, and filled his stomach casually.

The meal is also cheap, only two pieces of rice, and a bowl of rice soup is given for free, although there is no oil and water in this soup.

After eating and drinking, and resting for a while, Yang Qiu picked up the package and hurried home slowly.

Yang Qiu lives in Shek Tong Tsui, which is on the west side of Hong Kong Island and the westernmost part of Queen's Road West, so the distance is really not close, and it will take more than an hour to walk slowly.

It's not that there are no buses on the road, and the fare is only two cents, well, two cents. However, Yang Qiu was too lazy to sit, and taking two steps was equivalent to walking and exercising after meals.

No, life is in motion.

By the time Yang Qiu got home, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening, and it was already dark, but the surroundings were lively, after all, this was also a gathering place for homeless people, all kinds of vendors, wandering warblers and bear children, and the noisy sound filled Yang Qiu's ears full.

Although it was a walk, the weather was also cold, but after an hour of walking, Yang Qiu still felt a slight sweat on his body.

Yang Qiu lives in a four-story Lingnan arcade in Shek Tong Tsui. And the so-called arcade is the kind of old Xiguan building that often appears in many TVB historical dramas in later generations.

In this kind of building, the shops on the first floor have shrunk by two or three meters, and there is an extra place to shelter from the rain. Then a few pillars had to be built on the place facing the street, and the name of the shop was outlined with a red lacquered gold pen on the pillar, and things like "Zhou Ji Grain Store" and "Liang Ji Tea Restaurant" were written vertically.

Although the second, third and fourth floors are basically occupied, they are still densely packed with billboards by unwilling bosses.

Of course, Yang Qiu does not live in the building, the rent in the building is expensive, and the monthly rent of a two-bedroom small suite costs more than forty yuan, which is a bit expensive and redundant for him, a bachelor.

So he built a small shed on the roof of the building, which is not big, only about ten square meters, enough shelter from the wind and rain, the key is cheap, and the rent is only fifteen yuan a month. He has earned nearly two months' rent for a day's stall today.

Sure enough, it is still the same as in later generations, and it is good to make money as a public servant.

There were no street lights in the corridor, it was pitch black, and Yang Qiu was a little panting and slowly touched the upstairs with a package of thirty catties on his back.

"In spring, the peach blossoms are red and red, and Meng Jiangnu is looking for a husband ......"

"Shuttle, Des Voeux said. ”

"In summer, the lotus flowers are fragrant and fragrant, and there are Shih Tzu drunken dances......"

"Shuttle, dragon and road. ”

"In autumn, chrysanthemums bloom and bloom, Lin Daiyu secretly ......"

"Shuttle, dry ......"

“……”

Bursts of sweet singing came from the roof of the building, and the corners of Yang Qiu's mouth, who had been tired for a long time, couldn't help but bring a smile to the corners of his mouth. It's a pity that there is a fly in the ointment, but there are all kinds of noises in this song.

For example, this gambling street is a variety of 'shuttles'.

People who don't know the details heard it, and thought that these bosses were gambling with their territory. However, Yang Qiu knew that this was just a few homeless people who had no livelihood, and they were just scratching the ground for where to pick up cigarette butts tomorrow.

In these days, cigarette butts, like soda bottles in later generations, can be picked up and sold for money......

The above is Yang Qiu's experience.

"In winter, the snowflakes fly ...... again"

Squeak————

Yang Qiu pushed open the old wooden door on the rooftop, although the movement was very light, the door made a strange sound that made people grind their teeth without giving any face.

The singing stopped abruptly, and it was obvious that the person who was singing was disturbed by Yang Qiu.

"Brother Yang, are you back?"