The years of red flags

Chapter 152 First Arrival at the Precious Land

After chatting with Rong Zhengen for a while, Rong Zhengen put down his teacup and said, "Mr. Jiang, let Lao Zhang take you back first, I still have things to deal with."

Jiang Hua stood up, and Rong Zhengen took out a personal BB phone from his bag and handed it to him: "Do you know how to use this BBcall?"

Jiang Hua shook his head, it's not that he's pretending, it's that he really doesn't know how to use it. In his previous life, when he was about ten years old, the BB machine left the stage of history, and he didn't know how to use it at all.

Rong Zhengen smiled and took out a stupid instruction manual and put it in Jiang Hua's hand: "I believe that you are smart in the future, and you will use it soon."

Jiang Hua flipped through it casually, it was very simple, but he said with a smile: "Don't you have that kind of mobile phone, Xiangjiang is called Big Brother, why didn't you take one of the boss level?"

Rong Zhengen chuckled: "That thing is heavier than a brick, I let my assistant hold it, and it will be your job from now on."

"Understood, from now on I will be the one to carry the mobile phone to Mr. Rong."

Sitting in the car, Jiang Hua looked at Lao Zhang in front of him and asked, "Mr. Zhang, you said I just arrived in Xiangjiang, what should I do first?"

Lao Zhang glanced in the rearview mirror: "You can call me Lao Zhang, I think you should learn Cantonese in the first pass."

Jiang Hua nodded, that's true. He has no problem with English and Mandarin, but he is really good at Cantonese.

Lao Zhang took him to apply for a bank card. After Jiang Hua credited the check, he thought about whether to credit the US dollar in the space, but he gave up. It felt a bit too garish, so let's talk about it later.

Lao Zhang sent Jiang Hua to the apartment. It was a hotel-style apartment. The room was not too big. It could be said that it was the most cramped house Jiang Hua had ever lived in, but it had all the facilities in it and was enough for one person to live in.

Lao Zhang handed Jiang Hua a note: "Jiang Sheng, if you use a car, you can call me. This is my pager number."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "I'm sorry for you, Zhang, but generally speaking, I don't need a car. I just bought a traffic map. If I go out for private matters, I will take care of it myself."

"Okay then, pay more attention to safety and call me anytime."

Lao Zhang drove away, Jiang Hua lay on the bed for a while, got up and looked at the traffic map, and with his brain power, wrote down the traffic map, it was a matter of sprinkling water.

When Jiang Hua wrote down the map, it was dark and he was growling hungry.

So he put on his clothes, prepared to go out to eat something, and walked casually along the road, not knowing how many turns he turned.

At this time, Jiang Hua saw a shop in front of him full of people, thinking that the business was so good, the taste must be good, and he subconsciously approached it.

He could see an open kitchen through the glass, where an old chef was cutting white-cut chicken with a large kitchen knife.

Jiang Hua went to the window, wanting to see what was delicious. At this time, the master chef who cut vegetables also saw Jiang Hua and looked at him. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and he was also handsome.

The old master asked: "Young boy, are you coming to eat?"

The master's Cantonese is fairly simple, Jiang Hua understands it, so he nodded.

The master smiled and said, "Let's go, the environment here is not suitable for a person like you who wears a suit and tie."

Jiang Hua asked curiously, "Why?"

As soon as the old master heard Jiang Hua's Mandarin, he knew that he was not a native of Xiangjiang, so he said, "From the mainland?"

"Yes."

"This is a cold store, look at the people inside, they are all from the Jianghu."

Jiang Hua turned his head to look, and sure enough, this group of people were all big gold chains and small gold watches, and dragons and phoenixes were painted on their arms.

The master chef started to chase people away with a kitchen knife: "Let's go, there is a tea restaurant further ahead, where to eat, this is not suitable for you."

It was only then that Jiang Hua remembered a video he had watched before. It seemed that this kind of cold store was indeed haunted by Taoist masters during this time period.

Jiang Hua didn't mean to be afraid. Since the boss didn't accept him for his own good, there was no need to force him. What's more, he pointed the way and told him that there was a tea restaurant in front of him.

Jiang Hua came to the tea restaurant in a good manner, and ordered the classic plate rice in Hong Kong movies, mandarin duck milk tea, and two pineapple buns.

The taste is really good, Jiang Hua eats it with relish, after paying the bill, he walks casually on the road with a cup of iced lemon tea, there are groups of idle young people everywhere on the street, but he didn’t see the blockbuster in the movie, Jiang Hua After buying a few changes of underwear, I slowly walked back to my apartment.

After returning to the apartment, I turned on the TV and watched TVB TV series while lying on the bed. It had been a long time since I had seen it, but it was still a familiar feeling. Except that I didn’t have a mobile phone or a computer, it seemed like I was back in my previous life.

Watching, Jiang Hua fell asleep and even forgot to turn off the TV.

In the morning, Jiang Hua was awakened by the noise outside the window. When he opened the window, he could see the traffic on the road.

In the 80s, this was the era of high-speed development of Xiangjiang. Now Xiangjiang people pay attention to efficiency. Even walking on the road is fast.

On a day full of energy, after Jiang Hua finished washing, he put on the clothes he bought last night and walked out of the apartment. Except for his mouth full of Mandarin, he is no different from the locals in Xiangjiang.

Today we will start to solve the language problem. Reading is the fastest way. Jiang Hua took a taxi to the nearest public library. After going through the formalities, he sat in the library and read books on Cantonese teaching.

Jiang Hua's learning ability is still very strong. After reading books for a day, when the library is closed, he can already use his half-baked Cantonese to talk to the administrator.

It was a fruitful day, Jiang Hua stretched himself in front of the library, thinking about where to go for a stroll.

Hearing people chatting about going to Temple Street for supper, Jiang Hua also remembered that it was said to be the busiest night market in Xiangjiang, known as a civilian nightclub.

Yes, I also went to Temple Street, Jiang Hua stopped a taxi and told the driver to go to Temple Street in his unfamiliar Cantonese.

The driver saw that he was a melon egg, and secretly moved his hands and feet. When Jiang Hua arrived at Temple Street, he paid a large amount of fare, so much that Jiang Hua himself doubted it.

Jiang Hua asked the driver suspiciously, "Did you take a detour for me?"

"Liangzi, you are so smart, how can I fool you, you don't even look at how far it is from where you got on the bus, Xiangjiang is like this, the fare is very expensive, otherwise why are there so many small bar."

Before Jiang Hua could react, the driver kicked the accelerator and flew away. At this time, Jiang Hua was even more sure that he must have been slaughtered by this gentleman.

But people have run away, so what can I do, I can only gain wisdom by eating a fall.

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(End of this chapter)