Assorted side dishes with cucumbers, celery, cowpeas, peppers, ploughs, ginger, etc., tossed with almonds and marinated in shrimp oil.

Zhao Chuanxin tasted it, it was different from what he ate in later generations, and the taste was really good.

Eating the water-stuffed buns, and drinking the porridge with a mixed dish, Bayar's mouth was grunting, "It's better than what I bought yesterday in that man's hand." ”

"I can tell you nonsense, just by looking at my hands, I will know." Zhao Chuanxin said: "Qianlong's half-hung son once praised the pair - the name is 900 miles away, the taste is pressed on the thirteenth floor of the south of the Yangtze River, and the assorted side dishes are batched. Although the writing doesn't make sense, at least the taste of this product is reliable. ”

That Xianyan bag, I don't know how many poems and songs I have done in my life, and most of the bullshit is incomprehensible.

The shrimp oil of the assorted side dishes is the finishing touch, just looking at the appearance, it is obviously a vegetarian dish, but everyone is willing to call it - a seafood product.

It is because of the shrimp oil flavor in it.

After eating and drinking, the two got up, and Zhao Chuanxin said, "Let's go, go to the photo studio." ”

Bayar didn't expect to go.

The photo studio is next to it, and there is a plaque hanging on it - Lingchuan Pavilion Photo Studio.

This is the first photo studio in Jinzhou City, which is a precedent and has a good business.

The two went in and found quite a few people.

Since being brought in by foreigners, various foreign winds have blown in the coastal area first.

At first, since Cixi, everyone thought that the camera could capture the soul, but once the image remained on the paper, the human soul was gone.

Later, it gradually degenerated into a joke, but no one dared to say things in the open, for fear of offending the old woman.

After entering the photo studio, Zhao Chuanxin saw the young man who had entered the photo studio before.

He bared his teeth at the young man.

In these years, few serious women will follow men out to swagger through the market, and it is obvious that the female companion brought by the young man is a dusty woman.

The young man glared at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't think it was angry, pushed Bayar's forehead forward, and said to the guy in the photo studio: "Arrange to take two photos of this old guy as a souvenir." ”

Bayar's forehead suddenly became nervous, and he had nowhere to put his hands and feet, so he vigorously sorted out his clothes and took off the large bags and small bags on his body.

This old man is not afraid of being seduced by the camera.

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin said to the guy: "Is there a basin, let this person wash his face and tidy up his hair." ”

The guy smiled understandingly: "Well, the guest officer comes with me." ”

Everyone who came to take pictures was solemn.

Because there are so many people, everyone has to queue up.

Zhao Chuanxin sat down next to a chair next to the young man.

The young man glared at him again.

Zhao Chuanxin cocked Erlang's leg and lit a cigarette: "What are you looking at, I've never seen such a handsome man, have you?" ”

The young man seemed to have some scruples and did not squeak.

He turned his head and said to the dusty woman: "To be a man must be knowledgeable, not like some little red guys, just poke your anger when you look at it, and the gods are bearded, just be beaten up." I haven't taken a photo, so I'll take you to see it today. ”

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: "Hey, did you come to the beach?" This eldest sister, do you know, I used to have a donkey at home, and I was grinding every day. One day, the donkey stopped doing it, and he said to me - every day around this broken stone, I don't do it, I want to go out and see what the other donkeys are doing! ”

“……”

The people waiting next to him sneered, and the faces of the man and woman turned red.

Who is the connotation?

After all, the young man was full of vigor and stood up: "What do you mean by this?" ”

"Eh, don't get excited, young people are just vigorous." Zhao Chuanxin shook Erlang's legs, unmoved: "Let's sit down and have a good chat." ”

His female companion also tugged at the hem of his robe, and the young man sat down indignantly, but he was breathing heavily, and he was obviously not lightly angry.

Zhao Chuanxin asked him, "What do you call Your Excellency?" ”

The young man snorted: "My father is Lu Yongxiang, the commander of the Fifth Association of the Third Town of the New Army of Jinzhou Prefecture. ”

Hey, the future Anhui warlord.

At this time, it was stationed in Jinzhou Prefecture.

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while: "Allah asked your name, why did Nong report Nong's father's name?" ”

"Forehead......" The young man was speechless, he habitually reported his father's name to shock Xiaoxiao, got used to it, glanced at his female companion and said with some shame and embarrassment: "Allah's name is Lu Xiaojia, Nong don't learn Allah's ......"

Lu Xiaojia? Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows, isn't this the future four princes of the Republic of China?

He sneered: "If you don't learn well at a young age, you can eat, drink, prostitute and gamble and smoke all five drugs." ”

It is estimated that Lu Xiaojia's age should be eighteen or nineteen years old at this time, and he must be less than twenty.

It is the age of cooking oil with fire and wanton insolence.

However, this Sun thief rebelled for a long time, and after a long time, he also grabbed Gold-Rong and beat him violently.

"Hmph, the romance of Wei and Jin celebrities is also something that ordinary people may understand?"

Zhao Chuanxin smiled at the person next to him, pointed at Lu Xiaojia and said, "See, this child is naturally suitable for being an orphan, and his father Lu Yongxiang will have to let him die sooner or later." ”

Lu Xiaojia was angry and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "You ......"

Zhao Chuanxin said happily: "What are you, you are sweating anxiously when you say a few words, you are very weak?" ”

"You ......"

"What, you want to hit me? If you dare to beat me, I will go out and say everywhere that Lu Xiaojia is relying on the name of his father Lu Yongxiang to make a fortune, and when this word reaches Xu Shichang's ears, Xu Shichang will tell Yuan Shikai again, look at what they think of your father. ”

Lu Xiaojia: "......"

In the later period, although Lu Yongxiang's strength was average, he had a great seniority and chased after Cao Kun.

It's just that, no matter what, Yuan Datou is the co-owner of Beiyang, and no one dares to make a mistake at this time.

Lu Xiaojia doesn't dare to be so crazy now.

He stopped taking pictures anymore and dragged his female companion out with his head bored.

When they left, someone who understood kindly said to Zhao Chuanxin: "You really shouldn't provoke him." Although he didn't dare to really use his father to fight, he knew the three sects and nine streams in Liaoxi, so I thought it would be better for you to go first. ”

Zhao Chuanxin gasped: "You mean, does he still recognize the bandits?" ”

The man said mysteriously: "It's not necessarily a dreadlock now, but be more careful, have you heard of Du Lizi?" ”

"Oh......" Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his voice: "Isn't Du Lizi just a handmaiden?" ”

The man teased: "Du Lizi is not a dreadlock now, and he is doing a good deal." not only gave Zhang Zuo-Lin, the commander of the patrol battalion, but also made friends with the commanders of the new army, and Lu Yongxiang was one of them......"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't expect that Du Lizi would stand up.

When I dialed him, this thing was enlightened. Not only was he not killed by Lao Zhang, but he was willing to condescend to be a younger brother, and he was very popular.

It's kind of interesting.

Zhao Chuanxin struck while the iron was hot and asked: "What about Zhang Zuo-Lin?" ”

"Commander Zhang is terrible, and now under the command of Governor Xu, he has led his troops to defeat the anti-reclamation rebels of Baiyin Dacheng and Tao Ke Taohu, and has made great contributions."

Zhao Chuanxin said that in this turbulent era, everyone has a wonderful life, and every gear is spinning on its own track.

He continued to ask, "What is the matter with this Baiyin Da Lai and Tao Ke Tao Hu?" ”

"Well, these people are not wicked either. The imperial court continued to levy salaries, and even the grassland was in arrears. And there is a continuous influx of our Han people, those princes and clans will be reclaimed, and after the reclamation, the local Mongolian people will lack land for grazing and reclamation, and they will not be able to survive, so they will resist by force. It's a dead knot that can't be untied. Na Tao Ke Tao Hu, when he resisted, he saw the Japanese surveying and mapping everywhere, plotting against him, and when he saw it, he grabbed and executed him, which shows that he rebelled just to ask the Mongolian people for a way to live, but he still cared about the territory......"

As he spoke, Bayar's forehead had already finished taking pictures.

The guy told him, "Just wait until tomorrow to get it." ”

Bayar was stunned: "Tomorrow? We will leave today. ”

"Today?" The guy frowned. "It's not today, this photo development is not as simple as you think."

Bayar's forehead was anxious: "How is that good?" ”

He hurriedly came out to find Zhao Chuanxin, and when he saw that Zhao Chuanxin was chatting with people in full swing, he interrupted and said, "They said that they would only be able to take photos tomorrow." ”

Zhao Chuanxin smiled, got up, took out the money and handed it to the guy: "Hurry up and rinse, can you come out in an hour?" ”

Money can make the devil grind, and developing photos is not an unfathomable job after all.

When the guy saw the money, he smiled from ear to ear: "Yes, how can't it, it's very simple." ”

Bayar: "......"

The relationship is not simple, just because the money is not in place.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Okay, we'll come back later." ”

With that, he said goodbye to the man he was talking to, and went out with Bayar.

Bayard asked, "Where are we going?" ”

"It's not close to KLQQ, there is no train, we have to prepare something."

He bought canvas, rainproof tops sewn from cow and sheepskin, and bought many spices, iron pots, grain and oil, and so on.

Life is always like this, you can't compromise and you can do it.

After shopping around, the two returned to the Lingchuan Pavilion photo studio.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly found that there were five or six more people at the door, looking left and right with their hands in their sleeves, and Lu Xiaojia at the same time.

As if he didn't know anything, he took out the preserved fruit he had just bought from his paper bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

At this time, there will be no residues of pesticides and other substances in the preserved fruits, and Zhao Chuanxin is very relieved to eat.

When approaching Lingchuan Pavilion, Zhao Chuanxin said to Bayar: "The money has been paid, you go in and get the photo." ”

Bayar didn't know the contradiction between Zhao Chuanxin and Lu Xiaojia, so he sped up his pace and entered the photo studio.

And Lu Xiaojia, on his side, is bragging.

Lu Xiaojia said: "Allah told you, this person is really hateful, relying on his tall stature, just do that tricky means, you have to teach Allah a good lesson later, it's best to tie him ......up."

A man nicknamed Pangolin, who learned from that big family wearing a melon skin hat, but the sharp-beaked monkey had shrunken shoulders and slumped back, even if he wore a dragon robe, he didn't look like a prince, and he was not a good person at first glance.

The pangolin smiled flatteringly: "Lu Gongzi, look at it, I am the best at treating such a scoundrel." ”

Lu Xiaojia hesitated: "Be careful, don't ruin your father's reputation." ”

"Rest assured, rest assured." The pangolin raised his neck: "Didn't Lu Gongzi hear that there is a saying outside our pass, called 'removing the name of the bandits'?" ”

"Tell me about it."

The pangolin said proudly: "It's good to teach Gongzi Lu to know that our group, following Boss Du, is no longer the behavior of the same people, and we have to talk about rules and regulations." For example, what Lu Gongzi said about this splash, we can't directly tie it up like before, it's all a means that can't be put on the table. You have to step forward to provoke, let the other party report to the wrist, and when you find out the details, you will go to the government to report to the official, claiming that this person has entered the locks. At this time, Governor Xu hated the Meng bandits and the bandits, and Commander Zhang and Commander Lu were even more bandits, so they removed this person and reported the bandits, so that he was speechless, and he couldn't say that he would end up beheaded, so as to relieve Lu Gongzi's anger! ”

Lu Xiaojia high-fived and said excitedly: "What a delisted newspaper bandit, that's right!" ”

As he was happily talking, Lu Xiaojia saw Zhao Chuanxin from a distance.

He smiled, pointed to Zhao Chuanxin, who was stuffing preserved fruits into his mouth as he walked, and said, "It's that splash skin!" ”

Zhao Chuanxin wore a cowboy hat on his head to hide the fact that he had no braids.

The upper body wears a flannel plaid shirt, which is wearable and warm.

The trousers were cargo pants, the shoes were a pair of high-cut cloth shoes, and a small Tibetan knife hung from the waist.

Because the overall color is dark, it looks inconspicuous at all.

The pangolin tied his belt and said, "Look at it, Master Lu......"

Then he turned his head to look, his body suddenly trembled, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Lu Xiaojia was still urging: "Hurry up, what are you waiting for?" ”

He even pushed the pangolin.

As a result, the pangolin's body looked like a wooden stake, and the pestle did not move on the spot.

Lu Xiaojia was puzzled, and then looked at the other people, who were also trembling, with a ghostly expression.

"Hurry up and get rid of the bandits? You're like that, Allah is angry! ”

saw that Zhao Chuanxin had already approached, threw the empty oil paper bag in his hand on the road, clapped his hands, took out a cigar and put it in his mouth.

At this time, the pangolin stepped forward quickly.

This made Lu Xiaojia breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that the pangolin is still doing things.

Clinker, the pangolin took out a match, and there was a smile on his face that only a pug that knelt and licked its master: "Mr. Zhao, when you come to Liaoxi, you always squeak, and the little ones greet each other." Mr. Zhao is still smoking cigars, I don't think it's a big deal, I don't have to smoke cigars, I really can't make a ......"

The more the pangolin talks about it, the less confident it becomes, and in the end it almost becomes a prayer.

People in the green forests of Liaodi, who doesn't know that Zhao Chuanxin in Lugang Town will kill people once he smokes a cigar?

Back then, a cigar and a wool made of water beads, and the Russians who beat lost their armor and cried for their fathers and mothers!

Do you think he is awesome?

Didn't you bow down when you saw Mr. Zhao?

When Zhao Erxun was in charge of Fengtian, was he majestic?

met Mr. Zhao in a narrow way, and finally had to make way out, otherwise there would be a fire face to face, and Zhao Erxun was stunned and didn't dare to make a mistake.

How about the independent three who were praised as "Emperor Immediately" by the Jianghu people?

When it comes to Zhao Chuanxin, you have to shout Mr. Zhao respectfully.

He's a pangolin.

Zhao Chuanxin took two puffs, grabbed the pangolin that was half flattering and half crying, walked towards Lu Xiaojia, and said happily: "Your name is pangolin, are you following Du Lizi?" ”

The pangolin's old face squeezed out countless wrinkles: "Yes, yes, Mr. Zhao can remember the name of the little one, the small one is really, really, really ashamed......"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Lu Xiaojia and said, "Pangolin, it's not terrible to do bad things, you will be very embarrassed when you meet me." ”

The pangolin's body began to bulge: "Mr. Zhao, things are definitely not what your old man thinks, listen to my quibbles...... No, listen to me. ”

Even his mouth is a little scooped.

Coming to Lu Xiaojia, Zhao Chuanxin let go of the pangolin and reached out to pat Lu Xiaojia's cheek: "At a young age of paralysis, you actually learned to shake people?" Are you looking for a social person? You really wiped your ass with gauze, and you leaked a hand to Lao Tzu. ”

Lu Xiaojia was shocked and angry, and he didn't understand why things suddenly reversed.

The pangolin who just vowed to get rid of the bandits, why did he become a pug wagging his tail and begging for mercy in a blink of an eye?

He said angrily: "Presumptuous, how dare Nong ......"

Zhao Chuanxin slapped his hand.

Syllable......

"Your father asked you to be a self-reliant, so you have to eat a peach to be cool. I'll discipline you for your father today. ”

Lu Xiaojia covered her face in disbelief, looked at the pangolin, and said in her heart, "Don't you do it like this?" How will you explain to Du Lisan and my father later?

The pangolin was indeed embarrassed, and stammered: "Mr. Zhao, this baby is the son of Lu Yongxiang, the commander of the Fifth Association of the Third Town of the New Army, and you ......are an old man."

It's okay not to say it, this one, Zhao Chuanxin gave the pangolin a backhand slap: "Blanched Nyima, you have a beard on your palms - you are a expert!" also removed the name of the newspaper bandit, this lack of morality is not less, right? ”

The pangolin "poofed" to kneel.

The people of Lugang Town have a very positive outlook.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't rub the sand in his eyes.

If you want to talk about the mess outside the border, when it comes to the insurance team of Lugang Town, which one is not afraid? Zhao Chuanxin is an ancestor, killing people like hemp, and his hands are stained with the blood of three mountains and eight rivers.

Zhao Chuanxin lifted the pangolin and slipped it up: "Stand up, you will be paralyzed when you kneel in public." ”

The pangolin involuntarily got up and honestly bowed his head like a schoolboy who had done something wrong.

Lu Xiaojia's eyes were straight.

At this point, I felt that things were not good, as if I had kicked the iron plate.

Pangolin explained: "Mr. Zhao, I swore to do this for the first time, and I used to listen to those landlords and old money, just to brag with Lu Gongzi." ”

He didn't expect that the distance was so far, and Zhao Chuanxin listened really brightly.

Zhao Chuanxin took off his cowboy hat, tucked it under his arm, and tucked his hair into a chicken nest: "Don't reveal my whereabouts, understand?" ”

"Got it, got it." The pangolin raised his head and glanced at Lu Xiaojia with a bitter face: "What should I do if I offend Commander Lu?" ”

"What should I do?" Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "The scenery is great." ”

"......" pangolins were dumbfounded.

Is this to kill me?

Zhao Chuanxin deceived the superiors and flattered the subordinates, and was unwilling to meet the little people in general.

What's more, this pangolin once fought the Russians with him.

He smiled: "When I turn around, I will report my name to Lu Yongxiang and tell him not to make a noise and take care of this little deflated calf." ”

Lu Xiaojiawu was unconvinced: "You are the oldest, how can my father listen to you." ”

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes were ridged: "You tell your father, if you don't listen to me, Lao Tzu will break his two legs first, and then break your legs." ”

The murderous aura was revealed, Lu Xiaojia suddenly felt cold, and couldn't help but shrink her neck.

Seeing that the little calf had stopped, Zhao Chuanxin dragged the pangolin aside: "Tell me about what happened outside the gate recently?" What are the movements of the Japanese? ”

The pangolin was relieved to see that Zhao Chuanxin was not really angry.

Hurriedly spit on the vernacular.

Zhao Chuanxin squinted and listened, confirming the news he had heard in the photo studio before.

He asked, "What is the matter with Tao Ke Tao Hu and Bai Yin Da Chen?" ”

These two people rebelled against the reclamation and made a good reputation. Since Mr. Zhao left the customs and went abroad, Du Boss did business, and Zhang Boss was recruited, the green forest forces outside the customs have brought forth the new, and the Mongolian bandits such as Tao Ke Taohu, Baiyin Da Lai, Yashi, Heihu, Sha Gede, Heermou, Curly Pig Tiezi, and Batarcang have risen one after another. ”

"Are these people good or bad?"

The pangolin scratched his head: "It's hard to say. Yashi is certainly not a good thing, since the Gengzi years, it has robbed guns and horses and currency, and intercepted and killed all the people who came and went, whether it was a rout or a merchant traveler. That Tao Ke Taohu is good friends with him, and he has done this for a long time, but I don't have any evidence, I just speculate a ...... or two."

Harm, my head has been empty lately, and I've really reached a bottleneck.

(End of chapter)