The tavern in the market town only opened at noon. Ren Xiaosu returned to the market town and waited, watching the refugees get up early to go to work and go to the factory one by one to earn today's food.
It is difficult for refugees to save money. It doesn’t matter if they don’t earn much every day. There are broth shops, beer, tobacco, and casinos specially prepared for them by consortiums in market towns. Alcohol is not prohibited in the Central Plains. It seems to be because the food in the Central Plains is relatively abundant.
After work every day, those entertainment and lifestyle shops are soliciting business at the door. Workers who have finished their day's work want to reward themselves, so they spend the money they just earned.
In this market town, there is always a store that suits your preferences.
Zhang Jinglin once said that this is a world carefully designed by the consortium, and he is absolutely right.
Looking at the refugees coming and going, Ren Xiaosu even recalled the days when he and Yan Liuyuan were at Barrier 113. Although that time was more difficult than now, it was particularly beautiful in his memory.
So much so that he would deliberately forget some of the sufferings during that period, forget that he had not enough to eat, forget that he had been excluded, forget that he had gone to sleep in fear.
Then only happiness remains in the memory.
Human beings are optimistic.
Ren Xiaosu is an unfamiliar face to this market town, but there have been so many people fleeing from the northwest recently that no one cares about his arrival.
Those barrier people hide in corners, worrying about their future lives.
Suddenly a little girl ran out from the back door of the tavern, holding a notebook and pen in her hand, and asked these northwest refugees something.
Ren Xiaosu went over to listen and found out that this little girl was asking these northwest refugees about the war in the northwest.
For example, how the war started, for example, were there any heroic deeds in this war, for example, were there any particularly powerful people in this war.
Of course, the little girl did not let the refugees tell stories for nothing. Each story and one steamed bun were exchanged at equal value.
Although a steamed bun sounds very cheap, in the eyes of hungry refugees who don’t know how many times to eat, this steamed bun is their life, and of course they know everything about it.
A middle-aged man said: "Zong's frontline general Zong Ying this time is still very powerful. He used tactics to make 178 fortress..."
As a result, the seventeenth and eighth The 178-year-old girl shook her head: "Didn't the Zong family lose? I don't listen to the Zong family's affairs, I only listen to the affairs of the 178 Fortress."
At this time, the middle-aged man's face was pale and his heart was dripping. Xue, he himself was a bureaucrat attached to the Zong family. After losing the battle, he dragged his family and his family away from home. This was miserable enough, but now he has to talk about the heroic deeds of the enemy...
Is this girl just here to make up for the damage...
The little girl looked at him and said seriously: "If you don't have a story, I'll ask someone else. Grandpa is still waiting. ”
The middle-aged man hurriedly stoppedZhu: "I say what I say, and since I have a high position, I know more than them. When the 146 barrier was broken, I was at the 146 barrier!"
The little girl was happy when she heard this : "Really? Then tell me quickly, and I will give you one more steamed bun!"
The middle-aged man heard that he could get one more steamed bun, no matter what his previous status was. He started speaking immediately, and was afraid that other refugees would steal his job.
This lecture lasted for more than two hours. Ren Xiaosu also leaned in to listen, but as he listened, his expression became increasingly weird.
At first, the middle-aged man’s talk was quite satisfactory. He talked about why the 178 Fortress launched a war against the Zong clan, and why the Zong clan had repeatedly provoked the 178 Fortress in recent years. I have to say that this middle-aged person is still very talented. It was very good. It was interesting to listen to. There were some things that even Ren Xiaosu didn't know.
However, after the war started, from Guanshan and Dingyuan Mountains being beaten, to Shichuan Town being broken, to Beiwan River being penetrated, and finally to the destruction of the 146th barrier.
Anyway, everything is inseparable from Ren Xiaosu. Then when the 146 barrier was broken, the middle-aged man began to talk about how the mysterious transcendent boy smashed the entire Zong family combat brigade. ...
While listening to the story, the girl wrote down it in her notebook. She wrote very fast, and the more she listened, the brighter her eyes became. She asked curiously: "Is there really such a brave person in this world? "
"More than brave," the middle-aged man sighed: "I was in Zong's third-fang manor at the time, and I saw with my own eyes that he was wearing steel armor and dodged three RPG missiles, and then ..."
At this point, the middle-aged man looked at Ren Xiaosu and suddenly said in surprise: "Have we seen each other before?"
Zong had made Ren Xiaosu before. Most of the senior officials of the Zong family had seen the wanted portrait, but it was not the middle-aged man's duty to hunt down Ren Xiaosu, so he just glanced at it. At this time, he felt an astonishing sense of familiarity when he saw Ren Xiaosu, but I still can't remember where I saw it.
Ren Xiaosu smiled and said: "I also escaped from the northwest. Maybe we have met somewhere."
"Yes," the middle-aged man nodded.
The little girl next to him urged: "You haven't finished speaking yet, please finish telling the rest of the story."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and wanted to Looking for traces of Ren Xiaosu, they found that Ren Xiaosu had already left.
Ren Xiaosu doesn't want to be recognized now. It is better to keep a low profile when he comes to the Central Plains. You must know that the Central Plains is rich, but the undercurrent is no less intense than in the southwest and northwest.
At this time, he already understood that although the dispute in the Central Plains had not yet seen war, the intentions of several consortiums to compete in the Central Plains had long been known to everyone, and he did not want to get involved in these matters.
Also, there is a Tinder company here.
Zhongyuan is the home ground of Huozhong Company. Once here, Huozhong Company is not as good as before.Dealt with it.
At this time, Ren Xiaosu suddenly discovered that these refugees seemed to be from the barrier, and some of them even had quite high status. Why were there no refugees who escaped?
No, Ren Xiaosu realized that he had misunderstood. Of course, those who fled would only be the residents of the barrier, and even those bureaucrats in the barrier who were in high positions and attached to the Zong clan.
The refugees in the northwest welcome Fortress 178. When Fortress 178 arrives, they will immediately reduce taxes and improve the living conditions of the refugees. So how can the refugees escape? They wished that Fortress 178 could be defeated quickly.
And ordinary people in the barrier don't have to worry about the impact of the war. Only those high-ranking officials worry about being liquidated!
You must know that during the Zong family’s reign, these dignitaries did a lot of harm to the residents and refugees of the barrier. Ren Xiaosu has been to so many barriers. The Zong family’s bureaucrats will definitely not be better than those of the Li family, the Qing family, and the refugees. How good is Yang's?
Thinking of this, Ren Xiaosu put away his sympathy for these people. No one could come here with a guilty conscience.
There was a creaking sound, and the waiter in the tavern pushed open the wooden door. Ren Xiaosu got up and walked in.