Chapter 3: Grab the gun and go home

The two foreign devils were talking and laughing as they walked, and they could see their houseboat anchored by the river in the distance, but they did not notice Ah Fa quietly following them, and speeding through a small forest, and overtaking them diagonally. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Shotgun, shotgun with iron sand, Ah Fa didn't look at it, what he noticed was the revolver on Jones's waist. That's right, it's the kind of old-fashioned ** used in cowboys in Westerns. It's a good choice for Ah Fa who wants to make up for his physical skills.

But Ah Fa also knows that with his current body, he can only sneak attack the lone foreign devil, whether he will have a chance, whether he can grab the favorite pistol, whether he can grab the most favorite pistol, it is completely up to fate.

Perhaps there are really a pair of mysterious hands at the mercy of everything in the world, and the foreign devils who have trampled the Chinese still show their flaws, and when they are completely unaware, Ah Fa's opportunity has come.

"Hey, do you see, it looks like there's a hare running over there." Jones suddenly reached out excitedly.

John looked at where Jones was pointing, hesitated, shook his head, and said, "It's a little muddy, and it's going to stick your boots." ”

Jones blinked hesitantly and said, "Then I'll see for myself, you might as well go back to the houseboat and wait." ”

"Okay!" John casually agreed, turned and continued walking towards the boathouse by the river.

Jones bent his waist and groped along a ditch, and the wind blew the dead grass and brushed the ground, muffling the sound of Ah Fa sneaking in.

With a bang, a wild duck flew clumsily out of the grass, its wings flapping loudly like a desperate heart. Jones was in a hurry to pull the trigger on it, and the mallard duck's wings snapped and fell to the ground.

Jones laughed merrily, and ran down the ditch towards the mallard, coldly at the sound of the wind above him. Ah Fa, who was lurking in the ditch, waited for his chance, and suddenly jumped out of his hand, and smashed a thick branch into Jones.

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The wind blew briskly on his face, and Ah Fa walked briskly as well. With money in his arms and a pistol in his waist, he not only solved the problem of eating, but also made Ah Fa more confident.

Although in the eyes of Ah Fa's previous life, this single-action (firing with the hand to first press the hammer to make it in a state of readiness, and then pull the trigger to shoot) ** is really a bit antique, but it is the best choice to make up for his skills and skills now.

Whether it is to punish the evil and promote the good, or to help the needy, or something else, this is the fate and task that God has arranged for him, and it is also his own salvation, Ah Fa is more and more sure of this in his heart.

For he seemed to have received some kind of reward for this, as if there was a constant rush of joy, and his mood was as happy as that of a child, and his troubles and sorrows were washed away. A counter-like thing flashed in his mind, and behind the countless zeros, there were numbers in the single digits.

Ah Fa realized that when the numbers were full, the result would be a promise of a bright afterlife, or perhaps an expectation that he would work hard to fulfill in his lifetime in this life. Yes, salvation is not just about repenting of the sins you have committed, but about putting it into action, to help others out of suffering, or whatever, which is not very clear to him right now.

Walking, walking, Ah Fa stopped at a fork in the road, turned right, turned right, and there seemed to be a voice echoing in his head. There, there, he remembered, this was the way to return home, which is now Ah Fa's hometown, Tangqiao.

After thinking about it, Ah Fa decided to go home first, no matter what, it is a good thing to have a home, not only to occupy other people's bodies, but also to do some responsibility!

Although it is home, even the old memories are a little blurry. After all, I have been away for several years, and I only remember a grumpy and alcoholic father, and a girl who wears pigtails and snorts and loves to cry. Oh, and a little brother.

The plan was decided, Ah Fa went straight to his hometown Tangqiao, found a money bank in the town he passed, and exchanged some of the stolen foreign devil banknotes, which became silver dollars and some change, which was not much, a total of more than 30 yuan.

At that time, Shanghai was the financial center of the whole country and the entire Far East. A number of Chinese-funded banks and overseas Chinese-funded banks have been established or branched out in Shanghai, and in addition to the foreign-funded banks stationed on the Bund, financial institutions have gathered in Huangpu Beach, so the Bund has been called "Oriental Wall Street".

Powerful foreign banks have issued banknotes, also known as silver dollar bills, such as HSBC and Macquarie Bank in the United Kingdom; There is Citibank in the United States; There is the German bank Deutsch-Walsch; There is Japan's Yokohama Shojin Bank; There is a Sino-Russian joint venture Daosheng Bank.

Because of the variety of currencies, and the Chinese people were still accustomed to trading with silver dollars and copper dollars before the abolition of the two yuan, money banks and money exchange shops are everywhere, and there are even street exchange kiosks that Shanghainese call "street banks".

Don't underestimate these more than 30 silver dollars, according to the price and monthly wage standards at that time, the weaver was two taels of silver, the palanquin driver and coolie were three taels or seven, and the rice was about five or six taels per 100 catties, and these more than 30 silver dollars were almost the annual income of ordinary laborers.

The foreign devil is very rich, Ah Fa bought half-new clothes and pants and a half-new hat at a clothing estimator, hid the money and guns close to him, and muttered in his heart. He felt that if he was short of money in the future, he could make an idea from the foreign devils.

As far as this kind of thinking is concerned, Ah Fa is relatively unique and brave, which is of course related to his current thinking and temperament. At that time, less than two years had passed since the Gengzi Incident, and the Qing court was afraid of foreign people, and even the common people were deeply affected, and almost no one dared to provoke foreign devils. Not to mention foreign devils, even those who believe in foreign religions have also been stained, and the government that "obeys the order to protect religion" is also extremely cautious and cautious when it comes to them.

On the way, two copper plates were spent to build a donkey cart, and Ah Fa, who was no longer Ah Fa, finally returned to his hometown of Tangqiao, which had been absent for five years, when it was dark.

It is said that Tangqiao was originally called Sugar Bridge, and it was also a bustling and lively market town. There is a lot of sugar in the town, and all kinds of sugar are distributed. What white sugar, brown sugar, brown sugar, green sugar, jaggery sugar, fine sugar, cotton sugar...... Jiangxi, Lianghu, Shandong, Shanxi and other places, there are merchants here to transport sugar. Because most of the sugar comes from Taiwan and southern Fujian, where Tangqiao also used to be popular in Hokkien.

After the opening of Shanghai, the sugar ships from the sea were moored at the wharf outside the Dadongmen, and the Dadongmen became a new sugar distribution center. Tangqiao gradually turned from prosperity to decline, and slowly became an ordinary market town.

Tangqiao has one and only thoroughfare, when it is prosperous, it is always crowded with people and vehicles leading to the wharf of Tangqiao Town, and the avenue is lined with shops with different characteristics. But now, there are very few pedestrians, and it is very deserted.