Chapter 115: The Merit of a Plate of Dumplings
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"Well, I've already discussed this with a few of my captains. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info However, young master, you have to settle the equipment problem as soon as possible. The current gear is too cluttered. It's not very neat. ”
"I'll think about it. Wait for the king to come back. I told him to go north and find a way to get a bunch of horses. Train as many cavalry as you can. The 2,000 people here must see clearly. Those who have bad deeds must not ask for it. Be sure to review it carefully. Don't let some people with bad intentions get involved. ”
"This young master, please rest assured. Those old men don't have other skills, and it's really poisonous to look at people's skills. As soon as you open your eyes, you can guess what you've done before. Zheng Jiu replied. This is true, Zhu Lin has seen with his own eyes that those old soldiers have eliminated ruffians and ruffians from the people recruited. One tick and one accurate. Absolutely, yes. Last time, there was a call, and the old man only glanced at it, and said, "Boy, uncle, I won't be wrong with these two tricks." If you don't want to look for something ugly, get out of here. Zhu Lin later learned that the young man used to be a famous ruffian in Sicheng. And it's a very bad kind. Stealing chickens, touching dogs, pulling garlic seedlings, and kicking a widow's door are all light. Ya bullies men and women, abducts and traffics people, and does all kinds of evil. After listening to the deeds of this kid, Zhu Lin said two words: "Scum." "It doesn't count. There were hungry people from afar. As long as these old pawns are overlooked, generally those who have something in their hearts can't escape the old pawn's tricks. I don't know how these veterans practiced this ability. Worked better than a fucking lie detector.
"Young master, there is one more thing, that is, just a few days after the grain was sent away last time, didn't Boss Xu come to us and say that there was a batch of frozen beef and mutton to sell to us. Didn't we agree? When I was in Laba, the surname Xu was sent. It's all skinned beef and mutton. There are more than 30,000 catties. But it looks like it's from the north. We've got such a terrible snow disaster here. What's more, in the north, it is estimated that there are many cattle and sheep that have frozen to death. ”
"How much was paid. "Zhu Lin is most concerned about money now.
"Didn't pay, took cement and an iron pot and a briquette stove in exchange. Zhu Chengli said.
"The surname Xu is not simple! Don't spread the word. As long as we are supplied with enough raw materials and so on. Forget it with one eye open and one eye closed. But the same. Salt and tea should never be given to them. Zhu Lin said.
"Little old man knows. Well. Uncle Zhu, cook more dumplings tomorrow. There are still some hungry people out there, so send some of them! Hand a letter to the righteous king. said that the second year of junior high school asked him to come here. Can't help but come. Ya, you don't want to be angry if you owe us so much silver. He didn't go to the gate of the palace to collect debts during the New Year, which was considered his virtue. If I don't come again in the second year of junior high school, I will directly bring someone to the door to ask for the account. Zhu Lin was a little angry when he said this. Although the dividends of these two months were not given to the righteous king. But there is no need for you, the righteous king, to borrow rice, flour, grain and oil! The old eunuch of the angel came to get the things, and two-thirds of the vegetables produced in Zhu Lin's greenhouse were taken away. I didn't eat much. The old eunuch though he made an IOU. But a white strip is useless! It is said that it will be returned at the end of the year, but at the end of the year, I don't even see the shadow of a righteous king.
On the morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhu Lin got up early and took the Spring Festival Couplet written by Li Zhi and pasted it. Pick up the firecracker and "crackle" and put it off. Pat your ass and run to the cafeteria to eat dumplings. After Zhu Lin finished eating the dumplings, he asked people to make a large plate and walked to the third floor. Push open the door and place the dumplings on the desk. Yang Jianchao was sleeping there. I slept very soundly and deeply. Zhu Lin sat at Yang Jianchao's desk. Looking at the scribbled paper on the desk. I couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly. Counting up, Yang Jianchao has been here for more than two months. But it still didn't get better. Song Qujian tried his best, but he didn't open Yang Jianchao's mind. Zhu Lin had no choice but to send him to the third floor, a single room. In the middle house, try to imitate the scene of the previous life. Basin, mirror, toothbrush, toothpaste. Towels, soap. There are also a lot of glass knick-knacks in the house. There are also models of steam engines and so on. Car models and much more. Walking into this room is like stepping into a futuristic era. But there are so many things that look familiar to Zhu Lin. still made Yang Jianchao not feel the slightest. Every day, he is still blinded and muttering those words that people don't understand. Zhu Lin looked at Yang Jianchao who was lying on the bed. The heart is mixed. An inexplicable sadness and desolation filled my heart. Zhu Lin has been in this world for more than half a year, and he has developed step by step to the present, full of ups and downs. Looking back, Zhu Lin felt incredible. is like Zhu Lin's age in his previous life, when he was still coquettish in his parents' arms. But when you get here, you have to provoke the livelihood of tens of thousands of people. Zhu Lin himself felt like a dream of Nanke in the clouds. I'm afraid to wake up from a dream, but I'm looking forward to waking up from a dream. Zhu Lin doesn't like this place, he doesn't like this world. Because the world makes me feel extremely lonely. Zhu Lin came here only at the beginning, and said some words to those children and Zheng Jiu in the future. Other times, silence is golden. Every day he wears a mask and disguises himself there. Although Yuan Dashuai and Zhu Yi took good care of themselves, Zhu Lin still didn't feel safe. Some words have been held in my heart. I can't say it, and I don't dare to say it. They can't be told that I'm from the future, that my soul has taken over this body. If you say it, it is estimated that the consequences will not be better than Yang Jianchao lying on the bed, and it may be a luxury to even lie down on the bed. Zhu Lin pondered there.
Yang Jianchao rolled over and sniffed. Suddenly sat up. Wrapped in a quilt. looked at Zhu Lin directly. Zhu Lin was thinking about something. was so startled by Yang Jianchao. Stood up. looked at Yang Jianchao and looked at himself directly. "There are dumplings here, you can eat them!" said Zhu Lin and stood aside. gave up the stool to Yang Jianchao.
"Dumplings, dumplings, but dumplings. Yang Jianchao muttered. Then Yang Jianchao put on a wide cotton robe. I got out of bed, sat down at the table, and looked at the plate full of dumplings.
Yang Jianchao's words just now were very quiet. But Zhu Lin still heard clearly. There is a door. Zhu Lin thought. "Yes, I haven't eaten dumplings and watched the Spring Festival Gala for many years. There are lamb filling, pork cabbage filling, and leek filling. There's a good balsamic vinegar and garlic over there. It's a pity that there are no spicy seeds. Zhu Lin said.
After listening to Zhu Lin's words, Yang Jianchao glanced back at Zhu Lin. It's just that tears have already flowed down my face. Turning his head, he picked up the chopsticks next to him and picked up the dumplings and began to eat. While eating, he said, "It's this taste, it's this taste." It's pretty much the same as my old woman did. The only thing is that there is a little less spiced rice. Yang Jianchao spoke, and Zhu Lin jumped up happily. Yang Jianchao ate again, and Zhu Lin was embarrassed to ask. In order to let Yang Jianchao speak normally, Zhu Lin and Song Qujian tried everything they could. None of them worked out. Unexpectedly, a plate of dumplings actually made Yang Jianchao speak. Yang Jianchao finished eating and drank a bowl of dumpling soup. After a full burp. turned around and looked at Zhu Lin. He said, "Who are you? How did you find out about the Spring Festival Gala? Where did you get this room full of wooden models?" ”
Zhu Lin looked at Yang Jianchao, and his original godless eyes had regained their brilliance. Glittering. Sure enough, this person must have also crossed over. "Senior, when did you come? How did you get here. ”
Yang Jianchao stood up, picked up the models, and looked at them. Airplanes, cars. The only thing is that there are no boats. Yang Jianchao picked it up and put it down, and picked it up again. Shook his head. "It seems that you and I are both from the future, how did you get here?"
As soon as Zhu Lin heard that there was a door, he talked about how he couldn't think about it because he was deceived, and he died drunk and fell into this world. After speaking, he looked at Yang Jianchao. It's just that Zhu Lin put his hand on the small stall behind him. As long as Yang Jianchao has a change. And they put him to death.
"Hehe, you were forced to come to this world out of necessity. I'm just like you, too...... Forget it, let's not talk about it. After all, it's not a glorious thing. In this world, both of us are outsiders. We may not be in the same time period in the original world. It's 1998 when I came through, what year are you?"
"Well, it looks like I really have to call you senior. Tut. I came here in 2015. Zhu Lin put the small pistle away. I opened the door and looked outside. He closed the door again.
"Boy, hasn't the end of 2012 come? It's 2015. Exactly 17 years. 17 years! If I had grandchildren, I would be as old as you. Yang Jianchao said.
"How did you get here?" asked Zhu Lin.
"Now that you're here, don't talk about how you came. I didn't expect Lao Tzu to be able to talk about juvenile madness. Go back to ancient times and play a circle," Yang Jianchao said.
Well, if you don't want to say it, don't say it. I guess I came over with a stomach full of breath. Looking at the look just now, it is estimated that the old guy also committed suicide because of something he couldn't think of. Now that Zhu Lin had company, the two of them sat there and chatted well. The more he talked, the more frightened Zhu Lin became. Yang Jianchao is simply an encyclopedia, there is no lack of understanding. There is no such thing as not. More encyclopedic than encyclopedia. "Uncle Yang, what did you do in your previous life. I really surrender to the ground for your five bodies! I think I've done a lot. I know a lot, although it's very superficial, but I still know some of the truth. When I came here, I realized that I was useless, I couldn't write anything, and I couldn't do anything. It took n times to make a soap and it took me to succeed, that is, I succeeded in making glass, but it was not my own credit. If it weren't for those apprentices you taught, I guess I wouldn't have been able to do anything. There are people in our world who write books, and they write these books that go back to the past. When people go back to ancient times, literature can become holy, and martial arts can become gods. No matter how bad you are, you can be a rich man. Wang Ba's anger was shocked, and countless heroes came to vote. But when I came here, I couldn't even read the vertical rows of books here. I want to learn what others do, and I fail again and again. If it weren't for the special identity of this body, I guess I would have become a handful of loess in this world. The only contribution is to fertilize the land of this world. I thought that practice would bring true knowledge, and I had knowledge hundreds of years ahead. It should be possible to make a name for itself. Ever since I've been here, I've only known how hard it is to do something here. Zhu Lin said depressedly there.