mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 952: Outsiders are highly suspicious

Aguilera Ida scratched his head: "I am very dissatisfied."

Feliciano Carranza nodded. “As the saying goes, if the bell tongue is gone, the bell stops. You are herding sheep, but you are not as well off as the Chichimec people in the Brazil region.”

Aguire Ida did not hear the ill intention behind his words, but felt the same way and said, "Sir, I was beaten up this morning."

Feliciano Carranza was moved and asked, "Do you want to change your life?"

"Of course I do." Aguilera Ida sighed, "But what can I do?"

"Porfirio Díaz was in power, disregarding the interests of Mexico and violating national laws, so everyone has to live in such a difficult situation. Now Francisco Madero is preparing to run for election next year. He has always opposed dictatorship. If he is in power, people will live a good life."

Aguire Ida shook his head: "No matter who is in power, I don't think I will have a good life."

Feliciano Carranza was speechless.

There seemed to be nothing wrong with the young man's unintentional words.

He could only preach nonsense: "Francisco Madero's declaration will protect national industry, establish a constitutional state and other programs. At least it will not be like Porfirio Diaz, where all the money was taken away by the capitalists of the United States and other powerful countries. By then, we will all live a good life."

Aguilera Ida was not quite convinced: "I hope so."

"My child," Feliciano Carranza said earnestly, "If we want to live a good life, each of us must work hard. I hope you can join us. To tell you the truth, our journey is to ensure that Francisco Madero will take office next year..."

Aguilera Ida also had visions for the future and was quickly persuaded by Feliciano Carranza to attend their party in the evening.

Then Feliciano Carranza led his men into town.

The first house in town is the White House.

Feliciano Carranza was surprised when he saw the Asians sitting in the yard.

The Asian man had thick hair and beard, the same color as theirs.

His medium-length hair was combed back, and his thick black beard was beautifully trimmed. His skin was fair without a single blemish; his eyes were clear and very sharp.

This is a very ordinary face, but it is unforgettable at first sight.

The man, wearing overalls and a Detroit jacket, was removing the broken glass.

"Hi, my name is Feliciano Carranza. I was passing by and someone told me I could get food from you."

The Asian man threw the window roughly into the yard, shattering the glass all over the ground: "Want to eat for free? No way!"

Feliciano Carranza: "..."

He quickly explained: "You misunderstood, I will give you the money."

The Asian man patted his chest and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I was so scared that I had to act tough to scare you. There are so many of you, and you have guns. I'm about to have a heart attack."

"..."

The Asian dusted himself off and said, "Wait here, I'll be back soon."

When he came out again, he was wearing an apron and holding a stove and pots.

He came out in trips and even brought out a folding table.

This is a table standing sideways, just spread it out.

The Asian man had a rag on his shoulder and a cigarette hanging from his lips. "Today is the first time we open the restaurant, so we don't need to order food. Just eat whatever is cooked."

As he spoke, he began to beat eggs into a stainless steel basin.

I don’t know where his eggs come from, but he can get them as soon as he reaches out his hand. After cracking the eggs, he throws the eggshells into the trash can.

Crack half a bowl of eggs and stir them with a hollow wooden spatula.

His arms seemed tireless, almost becoming a shadow in the morning sun.

The egg white and yolk were quickly mixed together, and some salt and five-spice powder were sprinkled in.

Heat oil in a pan. Wow, it's a big pan with handles on both sides. The Asian pours half a basin of egg liquid into the pan. When the egg liquid solidifies, the Asian takes a spoon and stirs it in the middle of the pan, revealing the bottom of the pan. The eggs are scattered around. He suddenly shakes the spoon and the eggs turn over.

In just a few seconds, the egg was crushed.

Put the fried eggs into another large bowl, cut the German sausage into slices, and throw them into the pan to stir-fry.

The movements are swift and effortless.

No one had ever seen such an efficient cook.

Zhao Chuanxin wiped his hands, took out the sausage slices and started cutting bread slices.

The bread is black bread, which is cut and then baked over the fire with iron tongs.

I don't know where the steam came from, but it was around the bread slices. In less than a minute, both sides of the bread slices were browned.

Sandwich eggs and sausages into bread slices and spread with beef sauce.

Everyone was so hungry that their stomachs were sticking to their backs and they were swallowing saliva violently.

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin in amazement.

It smells delicious and the cooking process is a pleasure to watch.

But, isn’t this too fast?
I have never seen anyone cook so fast, especially a big pot meal.

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the ash off his cigarette and said, "What are you all standing there for? Don't worry, I cook, and everyone who eats will have diarrhea."

Everyone's expressions froze.

Zhao Chuanxin said, "I'm wrong. I cook and everyone who eats gets diarrhea."

Everyone swallowed and continued to look at him.

Zhao Chuanxin took his last puff and flicked the cigarette butt away: "Anyway, don't worry, it won't kill you."

Feliciano Carranza walked forward with a wry smile and was about to reach out to take the sandwich, but Zhao Chuanxin retracted his hand: "One hand pays the other hand delivers the goods."

"How much do you want?"

"30 Sheng Taifu one."

"It's too expensive, a quart of liquor costs only 20 centavos." Feliciano Carranza was shocked.

I Chao, aren’t you afraid that we are outnumbered? How dare you ask for such a high price?
The Asian man grinned, revealing a row of neat, white teeth: "I'll set the price, and you can bargain on the spot."

Feliciano Carranza breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll bargain, 10 taels is okay?"

"No." The Asian didn't even think about answering.

“Uh…” Feliciano Carranza was confused: “Didn’t you say that we can bargain on the spot?”

"You can bargain, but it doesn't matter."

"..." Feliciano Carranza smiled bitterly: "Usually we cook for ourselves, but we ran out of food, so we had no choice but to come to your place to eat. There are too many people and the food is too expensive to afford."

Zhao Chuanxin held up two fingers: "The lowest price, 20 Shengtaifu each."

"Can I bargain?"

"This time, it really doesn't work."

Feliciano Carranza pulled out a handful of coins. The largest denomination was 5 pesos, followed by 50 centavos and 20 centavos.

He counted it and handed the money to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin threw it into a wooden box without even looking at it.

Feliciano Carranza was surprised: "Don't you count?"

"What's our relationship? I trust you." Zhao Chuanxin said shamelessly after he looked at the number typed on his glasses and saw that Xingyue said it was just right.

“……”Feliciano Carranza didn’t know what to say.

People lined up to get their meals.

Someone asked, "Sir, do you have any peach water? I'd like to exchange it for a bunch of thyme."

Thyme can be used to marinate meat, bake bread, or mix with cold dishes.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "I don't have peach water. If you want, I have jasmine tea, which will make you dizzy with fragrance."

The man exchanged a small bundle of thyme for a cup of jasmine tea from Zhao Chuanxin.

Jasmine tea is really fragrant.

Soon someone came over with a bunch of chamomile flowers: "Sir, I'll trade this for a cup of jasmine tea."

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the kettle and poured him a cup.

"good to eat!"

The sound of smacking lips came one after another.

"Delicious."

Tons tons tons.

Feliciano Carranza finished his meal, and it was clear that he was not full.

He tried to strike up a conversation with Zhao Chuanxin: "Mr. John, are you satisfied with your current life?"

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "I'm very dissatisfied. Eating a lot of meat and fish every day is too greasy. Beautiful mountains and rivers, but so boring."

"..."

"Do you want to be successful?"

“Doesn’t it cost anything to get ahead?”

Feliciano Carranza said, "Mr. John, it takes hard work to get ahead."

“Hard work does not guarantee success, but not working hard will definitely make things easy.”

"Ah this..." Feliciano Carranza said with a grudge. Walking too much at night will eventually lead to encountering ghosts: "Don't you think that our living environment is getting worse and worse?" "The weak complain about the environment, the strong have adapted, and the dead have become stiff." Zhao Chuanxin said seriously: "I suggest you adapt."

"what?"

At this time, others will complain with him and empathize with him, and then the child will be determined to leave his hometown.

As a result, the product in front of me is simply...

Feliciano Carranza used the same old saying again: "As the saying goes, if the tongue is gone, the clock stops. I went to the American mines in Piedralisa and they had jobs while we didn't even have enough to eat."

Apart from the landlords, who has the money to stay in this remote place?

So this must have aroused the indignation of Asians, right? After all, they are also the targets of discrimination.

Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips and said, "Don't feel sorry for them. They work every day and are born to be toilers. As the saying goes, those who endure the most hardships will serve the best."

"You..." Feliciano Carranza was stunned: "Don't you have any dreams?"

Zhao Chuanxin agrees: "If a person has no dreams, then what is the difference between being carefree? My dream is to do nothing and win every day. Look, I have achieved it and earned a lot of pesos from you."

Feliciano Carranza was even told to get angry: "Now, I want the money I gave you back."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him as if he were a fool: "Whether you vomit or poop, it is considered a processed product, which affects secondary sales and cannot be returned."

"vomit……"

Soul mentor Feliciano Carranza is emo.

At this time, a puppy with a round apple head, big and pointed ears, and no more than 15 centimeters long, looked around and saw that everyone was eating except it, so it began to bark with its head raised.

However, no matter how it cried, no one gave it any food because the sandwich was too expensive and they were reluctant to give it one.

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin whistled.

Old Zhao, who has lost his holy heart, is too murderous and is not liked by animals.

Even when he looked at the puppy, its front legs went limp with fear and it fell to its knees.

Someone thought it had fallen and gave it a light kick.

Seeing that it didn't dare to come over, Zhao Chuanxin picked up a piece of fried sausage from the pot to tempt it: "Come here."

The puppy was extremely hungry, and its survival instinct made it unable to control itself and it took a tentative step towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Seeing that there is no danger, take two more steps.

In this way, he approached Zhao Chuanxin little by little.

Finally, he ran away with the sausage in his mouth.

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "What kind of dog is this?"

Feliciano Carranza didn't want to talk to him anymore, but after thinking about it, he answered: "Originally, there was a man from Chihuahua in the team, and he brought a dog. This kind of dog is called a Chihuahua. Later, the man died, and the dog has been following us ever since."

Zhao Chuanxin widened his eyes.

He originally suspected that it was a Chihuahua.

He always thought that Chihuahuas were bred in China.

Chihuahua, Chihuahua, it’s interesting, it turns out that this kind of puppy is actually produced in Mexico.

Zhao Chuanxin fed it some bread soaked in water and said, "Come here."

The Chihuahua hesitated for a moment, approached cautiously, lowered its head and devoured the food.

Although it is very hungry, its appetite is very small and it will be full after eating a little.

After eating, he hurriedly moved away from Zhao Chuanxin, but did not get close to the team.

It seems that he follows the team just to get a bite to eat and survive.

Feliciano Carranza asked Zhao Chuanxin again: "Mr. John, do you know where to buy food in town?"

"I see corn and pumpkins drying in the yards of every household, but I don't know if they are selling them. Also, the landlord Camilo Torick should have some surplus food at home, so why don't you go buy some."

Feliciano Carranza immediately shook his head: "No, you don't know, all the landowners support Porfirio Díaz, and only Francisco Madero can bring us hope. That big landowner Don Camilo Torric will definitely not welcome us."

"You see, ordinary people like you just can't think straight. If he doesn't welcome you, he will want to send you away immediately. At this time, begging for alms will not only have a very high success rate, but you may even get a high price."

"..."

What you said makes so much sense that it is hard to refute.

But Feliciano Carranza said, “But we’re going to stay in town for two days, visiting every household.”

"Ah, to visit the townspeople of this town, I'm afraid you need a flexible mindset and a heart that can tolerate shocking things."

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Chuanxin thought of Father Jose Terreros and his daughter: "Haha, such as the shockingly complex interpersonal relationships."

After eating and drinking, Feliciano Carranza led his men away.

That Asian man must be from the Anti-Fraud Center. He is stubborn and there is no need to try to win him over.

He led his men around the town, stirring up emotions from house to house.

The local boss Camilo Torick soon found out.

Camilo Torric was furious: "The Zapatistas left, and now the Constitutionals are here. Damn bastards, it never ends. Someone, go find Urquidi and have him take his men to drive these bastards away."

The landlord's top thug, Urquidi Gomez, no longer had any toothache and his fever had gone down. He immediately became alert, gathered his men, and led his dogs to go look for the group of strangers.

When he found Feliciano Carranza, he told his men, "Release the dogs, bite them."

This is called – the landlord lets the running dog go, and the running dog lets the running dog go.

A group of local dogs rushed into the team led by Feliciano Carranza, howling, causing chaos.

"what……"

When a dog bites someone and refuses to let go, it is useless to hit or kick it.

One man's leg was bitten and bleeding, and the dog's mouth couldn't be opened no matter how hard they tried.

Feliciano Carranza became angry, pulled the gun from his back, and shot the dog in the head.

boom!
The dog's brains were splattered all over the floor.

Urquidi Gomez was shocked and asked, “How dare you shoot?”

He hadn't expected the other side to be carrying guns, so his group had only sticks and whips at best.

Urquidi Gomez turned his horse around and said, "Let's go back and get our guns."

They also have guns.

When they left, the townspeople advised Feliciano Carranza: "You should leave quickly. Urquidi Gómez works for Don Camilo Torric, and they will not give up."

It was obvious that Feliciano Carranza was not someone he could easily deal with. He looked ferocious and said, “Then let him try and see if he can scare me!”

The townspeople shook their heads and said, "You are the only one with a gun here, but Urquidi Gomez and his men have several guns. You can't beat them."

Feliciano Carranza thought about it, frowned and said to everyone, "Let's go."

A good man does not suffer immediate losses.

The townspeople showed them a smaller path that would allow them to walk faster.

They were walking very fast, but the Chihuahua that was bitten by a big dog retreated and limped as it tried to keep up, but eventually fell behind, squatting on the ground and barking sadly at the crowd.

Urquidi Gomez went back to get his gun, and a group of people rushed back and forth, fighting fiercely and bravely, vowing to teach those outsiders a lesson.

They soon learned that Feliciano Carranza was leaving by a shortcut.

So they also took a small path to catch up.

But when they got near the white house, someone exclaimed, "Look, there's a body buried in that pit."

At first Urquidi Gómez didn’t take it seriously, but when he rode closer, he fell off his saddle and rushed forward: “Nachito, my brother, you died miserably…”

Everyone: "..."

Now, they stopped chasing Feliciano Carranza and stayed with Urquidi Gómez.

Urquidi Gomez cried for a long time and said angrily: "Whoever killed Nachito, I will kill him!"

Someone looked towards the white house and said, "Urquidi, no one has seen Nachito since the stranger came. Do you think it could be..."

Another person echoed: "Yes, I got up to pee at night, and the whole town was pitch black, only here was the light on. That stranger hid during the day and came out at night, and everyone said it was haunted..."

Urquidi Gomez's forehead was bulging with blue veins: "I'm going to kill him..."

Someone hurriedly held him back and said, "Don't be impulsive. I think we should ask Villa Galvez first. He was the one who took care of the house in Nachito before."

Urquidi Gómez thought it made sense, so he completely forgot about Feliciano Carranza and the others and went back to find Villa Gálvez.

When the old tenant Villa Gálvez saw Urquidi Gómez and his group coming aggressively, his face turned pale, his hands and feet became uncontrollable, and he froze in place.

Urquidi Gómez grabbed Villa Gálvez by the collar and asked, "Tell me, old man, was it that stranger who killed my brother Nachito?"

Villa Galvez was completely desperate, but after listening to the words of the idiot Urquidi Gomez, he felt like a drowning man who suddenly breathed fresh air.

His desperate old eyes flashed with a light that did not belong to his age. "Urquidi, I dare not say absolutely that Nachito was killed by a foreigner, but he is a strong suspect. I saw him once before you all saw the foreigner. He was sneaking around Nachito's house, as if he was looking for some treasure."

"Have you really seen him?" Urquidi Gomez said viciously with his eyes wide open.

"Really, I swear, I saw him. But when he saw me, he left with a guilty conscience." Villa Galvez spoke nonsense seriously.

Someone nearby added fuel to the fire: "No wonder, no wonder, this makes sense. Maybe he wanted to move the body at night, so he stayed up late every day..."

(End of this chapter)