Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 362 Extra Story: The Past - Lianzhu-06 On the way to find something to eat...
For Cang Fengqian's attitude of loving learning, Kurosawa Jin naturally gave serious praise.

Then on the issue of 'Japanese' and 'Chinese', I gave a history lecture for an hour and a half...

Probably from the Stone Age to Dayu's flood control.

But at the same time, the children could only understand half of what they heard—because in this long series of stories, they couldn't understand the meaning of many words.

Not to mention some of the sounds were made by Kurosawa Jin himself.

Seeing that the sun was approaching the sky, Kurosawa hurriedly wrote down the names of several people, and added the Chinese pinyin very kindly...

Yes, it is Hanyu Pinyin, not Roman.

So for a certain period of time in the future, it is certain that one of the four children will pierce someone's villain in his heart.

of course.

Now... no one realizes the seriousness of the problem.

It wasn't until noon that day that Kurosawa Jin stopped teaching, filtered the boiled snow water, and drank it in one gulp as a throat moistener after cooling down.

"How? Do you understand?"

Cang Fengqian and the other three were holding the medicine jar, enduring the pungent smell and pouring down the medicine soup.

The next few children shook their heads honestly, "I don't understand."

But I don't know what's going on.

"It's okay, everything is difficult at the beginning."

Kurosawa Jin encouraged the children in a considerate manner.

But then, they...or, the first few children of Cang Feng except for Kuisawa Zhen, faced a problem——

They are out of food.

Originally, after Cang Fengqian settled down with his three younger brothers every morning, he would travel long distances outside the restricted area to find food...

Either rummaging through the trash can, or picking up leaks from the person who was watching the delivery last time, or stealing something from the grocery store while no one is looking.

But this day, due to the obstruction and teaching by the Black Zezhen, Cang Feng has not looked for food until now.

And after listening to his foraging adventures, Kurosawa also felt that their life was not easy.

"However, I remember that it seems that you can register to receive relief supplies in the New Development Zone. Didn't you go?"

Kurosawa asked curiously.

Chi Yanlin and Bai Feng on the side were probably hungry, they kept tugging at his hair, as if a few more tugs would drop fruit from his head.

Cang Feng hugged the youngest brown city man in front of him, and after putting the youngest to sleep, he raised his head blankly, "New development area? Where is that?"

"Just over Tower Bridge Street—"

Kurosawa Zhen spoke halfway before realizing that among the four children in front of him, only Cang Fengqian had the ability to act independently, and in order to take care of the three children, it was impossible to run too far... It is estimated that most of them did not get out of this radius of 500 within the range of meters.

And the development of the new area is a few kilometers away from here.

It is because he is not afraid of the cold and the 'qi' he has cultivated all his life that he can run rampant (xia) and domineering (pao) in the urban area

After thinking for a while, Kurosawa waved his hand, "Forget it, you used to be unrealistic...Heibei, have you found a shop that is easier to steal? Or some kind of house where rich people live?"

After weighing it, he found that the best way to get food was to cheat and steal.

Of course, if it is difficult to steal food, you can also steal money - this kind of thing, Kurosawa is better at it.

When I went to buy medicine before, the wallet in Kurosawa's hand was snatched from a man who seemed to be quite rich... and he also kindly left some documents and one-third of the money, Relying on his tricks of cheating and abducting, he used more than 1 yen to support himself for more than a year.

It is also a pity that people nowadays are relatively more superstitious, especially not long after the war.

The techniques used by Kurosawa are also mostly 'curses' and 'talismans' - 'Qi' is a magical thing, which can be used to save people, but also to harm people.

"Guangsheng groceries on the side of Sheng Old Street, and Manhe Supermarket on the opposite side of Lishui Street are easier to start... But they have an impression of me, and they may be recognized if they go again." Cang Fengqian recalled, " Rich people? There don't seem to be any rich people around here."

A narrow map appeared in Cang Fengqian's mind.

After searching for a while, he realized belatedly, his face was indifferent, "What did you just call me?"

black back?

What the hell is that?
"Ahem...that, it's nothing, it's just a tall and mighty adjective." Kuisawa coughed dryly twice, and looked away, "Well, take me to the two places you just mentioned, I'll do it."

"……can you?"

Cang Fengqian, who has always worked alone, expressed doubts about Kurosawa's ability to act.

Kurosawa grinned and compared his thumbs: "Of course! Burning, killing, and looting are the four words I have missed the first two. Don't underestimate me!"

With such a total, Kuisawazhen and Cang Fengqian settled down the three little ones, especially Cangfengqian, who repeatedly told Linhe not to take Little Brown City out to play in the snow, and then stepped back and forth. On a food hunting trip.

……

After Kurosawa Zhen and Cang Fengqian left.

Chi Yanlin and Bai Feng, who were left unattended, were both sitting on the bench at the door, stomping carelessly on the snow with their little feet in boredom, suddenly they both came up with inspiration, and they went to the nearby pile of dead wood to pick up Two dead branches began to write and draw on the ground.

They write very slowly, but if someone who is literate looks down from the top, they will find that the two children wrote "deficit" characters...well, barely.

It's a bit of an exaggeration to describe these two words as 'horizontally uneven, vertically uneven'...

However, Chi Yanlin, who just clicked a crooked ',', was very satisfied with his transformation. After finishing writing, he smiled happily, and incidentally left a small footprint on the side of the calligraphy and painting as a signature.

But when he turned his head and saw that Bai Feng had written exactly the same word as him, Chi Yan was stunned.

Immediately, he puffed up his cheeks and complained to his brother: "This is my name! You are not allowed to write it!"

Bai Feng, who finished writing one step faster than Chi Yanlin, curled his lips, "Obviously you snatched it from me, so why can't I write it?"

"I don't care! You can't write anyway!"

"Then I will write!"

Unconvinced, one white and one pink, they directly used the dead branches as weapons, and started a "battle of life and death".

a time.

Gray and white snowflakes were flying on the ground, and the two fought each other with branches for a while, and then it turned into punching and kicking, pulling each other's hair and wanting to press it to the ground.

However, the little guy who was coaxed to sleep by Cang Feng before woke up at some point, squatting by the door and watching his two older brothers fight. is clapping.

But after clapping his hands, the brown city man found that his two elder brothers ignored him.

Yue Mo was upset, pouted his little mouth, slowly picked up a snowball from the ground, and threw it at the two people who were fighting...

Immediately, due to the joining of the third party, both Linhe and Linhe stopped fighting. Qiqi turned around and saw his little brother squatting at the door, rubbing another snowball in his hand...

Chi Yanlin turned his head, "What should I do? Sanlang... Ah Zhe wants to play snowball again."

Bai Feng looked at him: "But didn't elder brother tell us not to play with him?"

"But he's already playing~" Chi Yanlin pointed to the little guy who was rolling the snowball.

While speaking, another snowball precisely hit Chi Yanlin's white hair...

Seeing his masterpiece, the children from the brown city clapped their hands indifferently but seemed very happy.

Bai Feng and Chi Yan faced each other.

How to do?Should they listen to their brother, or follow the wishes of the little one?

After staring at each other for a while, the two grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and threw it towards each other's faces——

"Don't hide! Haha—"

"Liue Lue~ You can't hit me!"

Of course it is...

The two of them are playing by themselves!

The poor boy from the brown city was squeezed out of the circle of friends again, and he pursed his lips in displeasure.

But he seemed to know the severity, instead of rubbing snowballs, he picked up the discarded dead wood next to him, and struggled to write on the ground.

One stroke at a time is just like what Kurosawa taught, very neat.

—that was his own name.

　The smaller one is actually the smartest one... (whispers bb
　　
　
(End of this chapter)