20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 244

"I will retaliate with wrath against those who dare to harm and harm my people."

Which temple should I enter and which god should I worship?

In order to pretend to be a believer and avoid being different, Jiang Lianheng followed suit.

The believers clasped their hands and shouted in unison: "Amen!"

Half an hour later, the service ended, and the believers sitting in the front row stood up to receive Holy Communion. Mr. Qiao was so devout, so naturally he was among them.

He was dressed in a plain black gown. There was no decoration visible on his body, but it gave him the aura of wealth and aura of a famous family.

Jiang Lianheng stood up, pushed Zhao Guoyan and Liu Yansheng away in advance, and waited for him alone in the aisle.

Mr. Qiao was the last one to receive Holy Communion, and then he whispered to the priest and chatted closely for a few words. Then he turned around and walked along the aisle towards the door of the church.

There are indeed a lot of wrinkles on this person's face, but his appearance is extremely upright. No matter who he looks at, he lowers his eyebrows and smiles. He looks quite humble. Even if he is not a teacher, he is at least a literate man. In short, he is There is no trace of Jianghu atmosphere.

Jiang Lianheng took the opportunity to take a step forward, clasped his hands into fists, and greeted him with a smile: "Second Master Qiao!"

Mr. Qiao seemed to have a good reputation and was used to greetings from strangers, so he did not slow down. He just nodded with a smile and passed by the three of them.

"Eh? Second Master Qiao!" Jiang Lianheng frowned and hurriedly called out from behind again.

Second Master Qiao was stunned for a moment, then turned around. Although he was a little surprised, he still had a cheerful face and asked in a hoarse voice: "Hello, what's the matter?"

Jiang Lianheng stepped forward and introduced himself: "Second Master, I'm down here with Jiang Lianheng. My father called me 'Hai Lao Owl' and came from Fengtian to discuss business with you. I hope that Second Master will give you a favor and not delay you." A few minutes.”

"Business?" Second Master Qiao looked hesitant, "What business?"

"Medicine business." Jiang Lianheng looked around and lowered his voice, "Dongyang Hongwan."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Mr. Qiao's face suddenly turned cold, and he no longer had any smile. He just looked sideways at Jiang Lianheng, snorted through his nostrils, and immediately rolled away his sleeves.

Jiang Lianheng was inexplicably frustrated and felt unhappy, but since he was unfamiliar with the place and it was inconvenient to have an attack on the spot, and because business was urgent, he quickly chased after him.

"Eh? Mr. Qiao, let me tell you whether we can talk or not. What do you mean?"

After chasing him outside the church, the Qiao family's carriage came to pick them up on time.

Second Master Qiao turned a deaf ear and opened the car door, got into the carriage, and finally stuck his head out of the window, showing no shame.

"I don't care if you came from Fengtian or eight days ago, stay away from me immediately, and don't ask around here to make me miserable. Remember, this is Yingkou!"

After saying that, he asked his coachman to take to the road and left here quickly, as if he was avoiding the plague.

Jiang Lianheng darkened his face, and without any further words of apology, he just took a step back to make way for the Qiao family's carriage.

Soon, Zhao Guoyan and Liu Yansheng were also rushed out of the Gongji Building.

"Brother, what's going on?" Liu Yansheng looked at the carriage that was gradually going away, "You made an appointment with him and we'll talk about it another day?"

Jiang Lianheng didn't answer the question, turned his head, and said concisely: "Guo Yan, follow the carriage and meet back to the hotel in the evening."

Zhao Guoyan's job was to assassinate people with his feet, so he naturally had no choice but to answer the question and quickly followed him.

Liu Yansheng asked: "Brother, what should we do now?"

"Go back." Jiang Lianheng walked away.

"Where are we going back? The hotel?"

"Listen to the book and shock the world with the Purple-faced Kunlun Hero!"

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Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Jiang Lianheng and his three men found the line of Mr. Qiao at Gongjilou; Wang Zhengnan was not idle either.

Since being taken away by Jiang Lianheng early in the morning, Wang Zhengnan has been able to wander around the south bank of the Liaohe River at his own pace.

He was short and fat and had weak feet, so he couldn't keep up with the pace of the three people. But for most of the day, he wandered from Hekengdian to Xinshi Street, and from Xinshi Street to Old Market Street.

It seems aimless, but in fact it is well planned.

In any case, when he was in Fengtian, Wang Zhengnan also worked as a recruiter for Jiang and Hu for five or six years.

When it comes to getting information, he has his own way.

First, he went to various foreign goods stores to buy two bottles of cream, shampoo and other items for his sister-in-law as gifts. Although Fengtian also had these things, he still knew who he needed at home after finally traveling far away.

After preparing gifts, I stopped to watch the street vendors in the bustling streets of New and Old Markets. Occasionally passing by one or two drug stores, I did not forget to go into the store to inquire about the whereabouts of the so-called Xiao Laoer and Hongwan.

Of course nothing came of it.

It was past noon, and Wang Zhengnan was tired from walking, so he found a dumpling restaurant with a tent on the street and ate with his hands covered, for fear that the strong wind and sand would dirty the bowl of hot dumpling soup.

"Clang clang clang..."

There was a sudden sound of gongs across the street. Wang Zhengnan looked sideways from the shed and saw a group of people setting up an earthen platform more than ten feet square in the middle of the road. One person stood on it, holding a wooden board with both hands; another person stood under the platform, beating gongs to welcome people.

I thought it was a showmanship, but it was not.

On the raised wooden board, eight characters were written in charcoal - Western workers, first come first served!

The person who plays the gong is dressed as a dock worker, but he has a good voice and his screams are extremely lively.

In the time it took to drink some tea, a circle of onlookers gathered around him.

"Come, come, come! Those coming from the south, those going north, those walking birds in the streets and alleys; look, look, young and old, stand forward! Where can you find the huge bargains? You are wrong to look for foreigners. No!"

There were shills in the audience who followed me and asked, "Brother, what do you mean? Tell me!"

"Hey! I'm sorry this old man can't read! Come on, I'll read it for you, take a look! Western workers, first come, first served!"

The sitter in the audience asked again: "The Western Ocean is now big. Where do you think you are going and what kind of work do you do?"

"Hey! It depends on what you know! I also want to be a manager at a foreign company! They have to want me too!"

Gradually, the hard workers gathered around and said, "Don't be careless, be honest!"

"This is serious. Let you choose where you want to go. Go to the foreigners and do the same work. The wages will be tripled for you, and you will still earn pounds and francs! Don't you believe it? I have a buddy. I worked in the West for three years, and when I came back, I became a rich man! Rich people send their children to study abroad, sir, don’t you want to go and gain experience?”

"Foreign devils are bullying people!"

"That's right here! It's not like this over there. You don't have to do much work in a day, and you have vacations. Don't believe it? Look, what is this? I've brought you the contract. People don't have wealth but they don't have wealth. If you are timid and timid, how can it be done? Let’s see if you don’t suffer any losses! But one thing is that we don’t want the dregs of tobacco smokers and medicine! Don’t get close to me, there’s no way!”

After a few simple words, some men who were so poor that they were unwilling to give up came up and asked what happened.

As soon as someone took the lead, the onlookers quickly began to scramble, fearing that others would take advantage of them.

Seeing how busy it was outside, Wang Zhengnan couldn't help but ask the waiter, "What is this for?"

"It's said that I'm going abroad to work for foreigners, who knows!" the man said with a smile, "I'm not going anyway. I'll be bullied by foreign devils at home. Now that I'm going out, I won't be allowed to give way to other people's territory. You are acting like a monkey!"

"I think so too."

"Sir, would you like another bowl of dumplings?"

Wang Zhengnan looked at the three bowls stacked in front of him, shook his head and said, "Let's have another bowl of soup!"

The waiter wiped the table and said repeatedly: "Okay, please wait a moment."

Just as they finished talking, there was an unpleasant stench suddenly coming from outside the shed.

Looking up, I saw a few more longboard donkey and mule carts arriving at the east end of the street, surrounded by wooden fences and packed with a row of big white pigs with fat heads and big ears.

The pig looked at Wang Zhengnan, and Wang Zhengnan looked at the pig with a feeling of sadness.

"Sir, here comes the dumpling soup!" The waiter came to the table with a tray.

Wang Zhengnan took advantage of the situation and asked: "Hey, man, where did so many pigs come from? Where are they going to be transported?"

"Hey, sir, it's my fault for being short-sighted. I really don't know about this." The clerk replied with some embarrassment, "But it's true what you said. You can see pigs being sold outside these two days. , I don’t know what to do.”

Wang Zhengnan didn't think much, just smiled and said: "Oh, it's okay, thank you."

Seeing that he was talking too much and asking questions, the clerk couldn't help but ask: "Sir, are you from out of town? Are you here to do business?"

"Look at me, I don't look like a businessman! I'm running errands for my employer, just taking some time off from my busy schedule!" Wang Zhengnan pretended to be unintentional and asked, "By the way, I just wanted to ask you, have you ever heard of Japanese-made quit smoking pills around here? "

"You said there are smoking cessation pills on the gun? Of course I've heard of them. Aren't they available in drug stores all over the street?"

"I know that, but I'm not asking who sells it, but who buys it."

"Hey! Who can explain it clearly? They range from wealthy young men to local gangsters. They are everywhere."

"There are definitely not as many rich men as there are ruffians. Which place has the most people buying those red pills?"

The waiter thought for a moment and murmured: "Then it has to be the area behind Laoye Pavilion. Beggars, traffickers, pheasants, gangsters, all the homeless people in this area are there at night. Cat."

Wang Zhengnan narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully: "Okay, I understand, thank you man! It's a small thing, but don't think it's too little."

The waiter spent a long time talking just for these few cents of reward, and immediately beamed with joy. But after looking at the bloated figure of the person in front of him, he really didn't look like a smoker and drug scum, and he guessed what the other person was going to do, and he knew what he was doing. He didn't ask any more questions and turned to leave.

Wang Zhengnan drank all the dumpling soup, and his steps became heavier. He couldn't help but raise his hand to call for a rickshaw before walking two steps, and he clumsily climbed in. As soon as he sat down, he almost lifted the driver up.

"Master, go to Laoye Pavilion!"

The coachman turned around, his veins popped out, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Double fare!"

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