Life in a small village with quiet mountains and quiet waters

Chapter 231
Scanning the car, Gu Siwei found that besides this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, there were a few young people. At a glance, he knew what these young people were probably doing. Although they were not hideous, they There is also a ruffian on his body.

But Gu Siwei can also imagine how many people who swim from the land can succeed here if they want to go out and do something serious?
This is determined by the nature of the port city.

Now the society in Hong Kong City is roughly divided into three layers, and the best are naturally the Brits. They are at the top of society, and they are almost the kings of Hong Kong City.

The second layer is the upper-class Chinese. These people are generally rich people from China, and some people have developed by relying on the British. Almost all people in this layer serve the British to manage the port city. Whether you have possession or status, you are all operating under the baton of the British.

The third level is ordinary people, there is nothing to say about it, it is this group of people who suffer and suffer.

And those at the bottom of the third floor are those Xingang people who just swam from land. These people often do the hardest work and suffer the most.

At this time, the economy of the port city is about to take off, so the life of ordinary people is still passable, and it must be better than that in China.

But at the same time, the Hong Kong city is quite chaotic at the moment, not to mention anything else, this is the era in which Lei Luo lived in the film and television drama.

Naturally, Gu Siwei didn't know this, he just came here to buy medicine, and he didn't plan to live here permanently. Others like Hong Kong City, and he doesn't have any special affection for big cities including Hong Kong City.

"Hi, are you here too?"

He is so enthusiastic, Gu Siwei can't give him a cold face, right? As for whether he is a good person or not, these are within the scope of Lao Gu's consideration?
Gu Siwei doesn't care at all, if these people want to harm themselves, then Gu Siwei doesn't mind letting them taste the sound of Thompson in their own space.

If they don't harm themselves, what does it matter to them?There are so many things happening in the society every day, even if I am Nezha with three heads and six arms, I can't control it, can I?
Seeing that Gu Siwei was very enthusiastic, this man became even more energetic. He slammed on the car door and shouted at his companion: "Stop, stop."

Waiting for the car to stop, he opened the door and jumped out of the car.

After getting down, he patted the car door again: "You guys go back first, I will accompany my fellow for a little more shopping here!"

Gu Siwei was a little speechless, thinking that this product is too familiar.

"I thought you didn't come here, I heard that many people were caught on the road this time...".

Coming to Gu Siwei's side, the young man started chatting mode again, and talked to Gu Siwei about what happened last night.

Gu Siwei listened pretendingly, walking forward aimlessly while listening.

In Gu Siwei's line of sight, the road is very narrow, a bit depressing, with four or five-story concrete buildings on both sides of the road, and there is almost no sunlight when walking on the sidewalk beside the road.

More are the signboards on the side of the road. Let’s put it this way, Gu Siwei has never seen so many signboards. There are signs all over the place.

"How about it, isn't the port city bustling?"

The young man standing side by side with Gu Siwei saw Gu Siwei looking at both sides of the street, so he asked triumphantly, with a little pride when he said this, as if the prosperity of this port city had something to do with him.

For the mentality of young people, Gu Siwei feels a little bit happy.

"So-so, the signboard is too complicated and messy, and it's not beautiful at all." Gu Siwei thought for a while and followed up.

The young man said in surprise: "Not beautiful? No, you are wrong, this is the taste of freedom!"

As he spoke, the young man took a deep breath: "You are just here, so you don't know how good this place is, but you will know when you live here for a long time, as long as you have..." here.

As he spoke, he made a gesture of twisting his fingers together, which is the posture of counting money.

"As long as you have this, you will have all kinds of fame, fortune, and women. As long as you have enough money, the British will have to lick your ass... So, brother, your biggest task when you come here is to make money. That set is called throwing it away. The farther you throw it, the better. I have lived enough these days. I can’t do anything over there, and I can’t do this or that. Anyone who scolds can be cleaned up. Here As long as you don't scold the queen, you can scold whoever you want..." The young man said triumphantly.

Gu Siwei looked at him and smiled. He didn't believe a word of this guy. If he thought too well of others, he would suffer a loss. Later, a diplomat said a word, that is, we Chinese think of you. That's great, we thought you had the minimum standard of being a human being, but who knew you guys didn't have it at all!

"Don't wear this clothes. People who are wearing it will know that you are swimming here. Have you seen the way people around you look at you?"

The young man reached out and pulled Gu Siwei's clothes.

Now Gu Siwei's clothes are naturally the same as before. Even if he wants to buy some fashionable clothes, there is no place to buy them. Even if it is the most fashionable clothes in China, if he wears them on the streets of Hong Kong, it will be the same in the eyes of this group of pedestrians. The presence of soil dregs.

Gu Siwei doesn't care about these things. Among other things, the most indispensable thing for Chinese youth born in the [-]s is self-confidence, which really surpasses those born in the [-]s and [-]s as a whole.

He turned his head and looked around, and sure enough, he saw many people looking at him with strange eyes.

Gu Siwei thought for a while, then looked up at the signboard on his forehead, and soon Gu Siwei locked a shop, because the shop clearly stated pawn shop.

Without thinking about it, Gu Siwei walked straight into the pawnshop.

The young man immediately followed after seeing it.

After entering the pawn shop, Gu Siwei felt that it was very fresh. This was the first time he entered the pawn shop. There was a small opening when he entered the door, which was not big, only about two meters wide. When he entered the door, he looked up and there was a tall counter, about 1.5 meters long. At 1.6 meters high, ordinary people can only show their heads when standing in front of the counter.

Gu Siwei's height is naturally unnecessary.

"is there anything?"

Behind the counter was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a suit and tie, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. He was writing something with his head down. When he saw someone coming in, he raised his eyelids and found that he was dressed as a mainlander. The young man guessed that this person had just swam here.

I see a lot of middle-aged people like this. Many people who just came have some things on them, most of them are not valuable things.

So the middle-aged man just raised his eyelids and asked a casual question.

"What's the price of the little yellow croaker?"

Gu Siwei didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he stopped in front of the counter and asked a question.

"Do you want to buy or sell?"

When the middle-aged man heard the little yellow croaker look up at Gu Siwei, he secretly smiled.

He really didn't think that the person in front of him had a small yellow croaker in his hand. He had met countless people from the north, and he had never heard of a person swimming with a small yellow croaker on his body. It's even harder to come over.

"Sell!"

As Gu Siwei said, he took it out of his pocket, then threw it on the counter, and a small yellow croaker appeared on the counter.

Seeing the little yellow croaker on the counter, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and he knew at a glance that the little yellow croaker was real, and there was no possibility of it being fake.

Seeing Gu Siwei's behavior, the middle-aged man suddenly changed his face, and walked out from behind the counter with a small yellow croaker.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the matter at hand was a bit annoying, I didn't notice you two, please sit down!"

If you have money, you are the uncle, and the middle-aged man has demonstrated this port rule to the fullest.

But at this moment, the young man was a little dumbfounded. He thought that he just met a rookie who had just arrived in Hong Kong, but now he saw that his pockets were much deeper than his.

The young man who had been bragging before suddenly faded away.

Gu Siwei was also polite, and sat down on the chair next to him with a big horse. He seemed to be a big customer in a stable manner.

"Okay, I'm quite busy, give me a price." Gu Siwei waited for someone to serve him tea, picked it up, took a sip, and then put down the teacup.

Drinking tea is very casual, not much particularity, but the middle-aged people don't dare to be negligent now.It's a good thing to be polite, and it's status to be ostentatious.

This thing is like a training course for aristocrats for decades. It charges you tens of thousands of dollars for a few classes, and then tells you not to hold the bottom of the glass with your hands when drinking red wine. This is what low-class people do. It turns out that the Queen of England has a picture of pinching the cup like this.

People with status don't pay attention, or when they reach a certain status, they don't need to pay attention, and they themselves are the rules.

There is another category of desperadoes, these people don't pay attention to it, they are used to speaking with knives.

The middle-aged man felt that there were more of these two people in front of him than the latter.

Quoted a price.

Gu Siwei glanced at the expression of the young man next to him from the corner of his eye, and found that there was nothing unusual about him, so he guessed that the price was okay.

"That's it, change one first, and change the rest later." Gu Siwei patted the table.

"This is a pawn shop," the middle-aged man said with a wry smile.

Gu Siwei was a little confused.

Seeing Gu Siwei's appearance, the middle-aged man explained to Gu Siwei what is death and what is life.

"So troublesome!"

Gu Siwei nodded, thought for a while and asked the young man, "What do you think?"

Asking this question is like asking a follower.

The young man said: "It's quite suitable, and it's usually at this price."

The young man knew a little about this thing, so he opened his mouth and gave a very affirmative word.

"Then let's die like this."

Gu Siwei didn't want to talk too much.

So the middle-aged man took a pen and paper over, made the appointment twice, and exchanged it with a roll of Hong Kong paper and handed it to Gu Siwei to complete the deal.

After sending Gu Siwei to the door, the middle-aged man returned to the shop.

After walking a few steps, the young man finally couldn't help asking: "Do you know the price?"

"I don't know." Gu Siwei shook his head.

The young man was even more puzzled: "Then you are not afraid that he will lie to you?"

"I'm never afraid that others will lie to me, and if I don't know it's his ability. If I know, I will burn down his shop!" Gu Siwei said lightly.

In an instant, the young man got shorter again, and he felt that what the young man in front of him seemed to be telling the truth.

(End of this chapter)