Chapter 5: Food!
In the 50s, Xiangjiang looked very dilapidated everywhere, not to mention compared with the internationally renowned metropolises of later generations, and the fifth-tier small county town alone may not be compared.
At this time, there is an indescribable aura on the body.
Confused? Lowly? Or even swallow it?
Fang Qiong has gone all the way, it can be said that he has mixed tastes, and he has a lot of emotions in his heart, he is a young man living in the new era, he has never really felt this humiliation, for the past things, most of them are known from the history books, and now after personally experiencing this era, Fang Qiong always has a nameless fire in his heart.
Empathy? Or is it just because of that phrase that comes to mind?
These are our compatriots!
Shaking his head, forcibly stopping himself from thinking too much, Fang Qiong looked at the corner of a street, where a man about thirty years old was rubbing the rickshaw hard, although there were no guests, but his serious taste was very appreciated by Fang Qiong.
"System, this is what you call Ah Ren? Rickshaw driver? Is pulling a rickshaw also a driver? β
"You grew up eating your rice? Have a finger in the pie! The system was too lazy to take care of Fang Qiong, and one sentence blocked Fang Qiong enough.
Coughing twice, and laughing a little embarrassedly, Fang Qiong got up and walked to the rickshaw.
"Sir, do you want to take a car? Sit on me, I'm known for running fast, where are you going, you sayββ! β
Ah Ren has dark skin, a handful of muscles exposed, and on the surface he looks like the kind of man who can't bend his waist when the sky falls, but at this time, he behaves like a slave, in order to earn some small money to support his family, his waist is about to bend to the ground.
Seeing this, Fang Qiong couldn't help but suffocate, took a deep breath, and said, "Find a high-end pawnshop, I just came back from studying abroad, who knows that this time I came back, I can't even find where my home is." β
"Okayββ!"
Ah Ren was overjoyed when he heard this, picked up his sweat towel and wiped it vigorously on the rickshaw chair, then smiled cautiously, motioned for Fang Qiong to sit down, and after Fang Qiong sat down, he began to pull the rickshaw and run quickly.
"Do you want to make money for this job?" Fang Qiongtao almost asked.
"Hey, what kind of money to make, the family fled here during the war before, there is no family, there is no reason, I can only do this, sometimes I meet generous guests to give a little tip, and I can buy some soup for my mother when I go home, if I meet those British devils, let alone tip, it would be good to give money."
Speaking of this, Ah Ren's figure seemed more humble, and the tone of his voice became lower and lower, as if he didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of causing trouble.
"If you don't make money, why don't you change jobs?" Fang Qiong asked again.
"Now Xiangjiang is in charge of all the work, there are many people in Xiangjiang, and there is little work, even if you go to the dock to do coolies, you have to take out thirty percent of the filial piety to the devils, otherwise you can't do it, you say, so many people don't have to work, you don't do it, even if you have less money, you have to do it!"
Ah Ren smiled bitterly.
"Food!"
Fang Qiong said unceremoniously.
"I understand the meaning of the food that comes from the past, and I also went to a private school in my hometown in my early years, who says it's not? Now living in this Xiangjiang River, that is the food that comes from the waste, the devils are happy, just give a little, the devils are unhappy, no one can do anything! β
Ah Ren's face turned a little red, he took advantage of the crowd and didn't go too fast, he picked up the towel that had just wiped the chair around his neck and wiped his face, then sighed and said: "Sir, you are a capable person at first glance, and you are knowledgeable, but Xiangjiang, I didn't say anything, even Master Hong has to pay filial piety to the devils when he starts a fish crotch business, who is Master Hong?" The master who taught Hongquan and hundreds of people under his command followed him to eat, which was all out of the question. β
"Haven't you thought about going back to your hometown?" Fang Qiong thought for a moment and asked.
"How can it be so easy, not to mention returning home, without the face to go back, even if you go back, what can you do? I've heard about the situation over there, and I'm waiting to be happy, and I don't even know what to do when I go back, alasββ!!! β
"If the country is strong, the people will be strong, take your time, and my China can still rise on the world stage!" He's an English ghost, he's an egg! β
There was silence for a moment, and in the end, Fang Qiong could only comfort.
The times are like this, and it is not human that can be changed!
......
"Sir, here, this shop is the best one in the neighborhood, it is opened by a ghost guy, if you pawn some Western things, you can sell them here for a good price!"
In front of an elegantly decorated store, Ah Ren stopped the car, wiped his sweat, and said to Fang Qiong.
"Well, you go in with me, I don't know much about Cantonese, I didn't know much about leaving home since I was a child."
Fang Qiong got out of the car, waved his hand to Ah Ren, and walked towards the store.
Ah Ren hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and followed behind Fang Qiong.
"Waitββ!!!"
Suddenly, in the store, a ghost guy in a striped suit walked out, pointed at Ah Ren, and said in a strange Chinese: "Inferior people, get outββ! β
"I ββ!"
Ah Ren's face turned red when he heard this, then nodded slightly, and turned around to leave.
"Apologies ββ!"
Fang Qiong, who was standing in the store, heard a cold light flashing in his eyes, looked at the ghost guy coldly, and said in a cold voice: "I said, apologize!" β
"Let me apologize? Who are you? "The ghost's face is full of incredulity.
And Ah Ren was also stunned, looking at Fang Qiong in a daze, his eyes were a little red.
"Andrey, apologies!"
Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked out of the backstage of the store, also a ghost guy, his eyes were a little shiny looking at Fang Qiong's outfit, the bright and fashionable suit, the diamond-studded watch on his wrist, and then said to the young ghost: "This is a distinguished guest, Andre, apologize!" β
Andrei's face was extremely ugly when he heard this, he glanced at Ah Ren fiercely, and then had to listen to the boss's words, and whispered to Ah Ren: "I'm sorry! β
"I didn't hear you!" Fang Qiong still had a cold face.
"Be louder!" The middle-aged ghost's face was also a little ugly, he took a deep breath and yelled at Andre.
"I'm sorryββ!!!"
Andrei yelled loudly.
"Do you accept his apology?" Fang Qiong turned his head to look at Ah Ren.
Ah Ren's nose was sour when he heard this, after living in Xiangjiang for so many years, this was the first time he had found a sense of respect, although this respect came from Fang Qiong's persecution.
Looking at Andre and the middle-aged ghost's cruel gaze, Ah Ren couldn't help but snort, and hurriedly said, "Accept, accept!" β
"Welcome, guest, I'm your best friend Albert, are you here to buy something, or are you here to sell something?"
Seeing that Fang Qiong was satisfied, the middle-aged ghost guy hurriedly walked in front of Fang Qiong, shook Fang Qiong's hand and said.
Albert?
Such a coincidence?
A glimmer of light flashed in Fang Qiong's eyes, and then he quietly looked at Ah Ren, and sure enough, Ah Ren also had a look of humiliation and surprise in his eyes when he looked at the middle-aged ghost guy.
Obviously, this is the meeting of the right master.