Foreigner's Journey

Tifa secretly encouraged herself, it's no problem, didn't she also kill the monster in Mohuang Mountain?Tifa, you can do it.

2 seconds!

The slender and pale little fists were clenched tightly, Tifa didn't want her senior brother to feel that she was not worth being taught, she wanted to show her senior brother her potential in Zaganliu martial arts.

second!

Heather hooked her fingers at Tifa.

drink!

Tifa's feet suddenly exerted strength, and the whole body rushed towards Heather.She turned her left fist into a palm, and the bottom of her palm hit Heather's chin, but Heather easily avoided it.The girl's long-stored right fist took advantage of the situation and was blocked by Heather with one hand.

The two attacked and defended, and the sound of fists and feet colliding continued to be heard in the open space.

Heather didn't treat Tifa with a slack attitude, but put on a defensive posture very seriously, constantly shrugging off or avoiding Tifa's offensive.

The girl used all the skills she had learned and used her own Zaganliu fighting style to continuously attack Heather.Master Zanganliu said that each of his disciples' Zanganliu fighting skills will incorporate their own style, which is exactly the spirit of Zanganliu.

Compared with Master's heavy, powerful and thunderous attack method, Tifa prefers a smooth and smooth attack.Even though Zanganliu martial arts does not have the technique of moving and attacking in the strict sense, Tifa's fists and feet are very flexible, and the girl's body also shows unusual flexibility. She can always move quickly In the process, he attacked with unimaginable angles and postures.

If it was an ordinary person as the opponent, maybe facing this 15-year-old girl would be a little bit flustered, right?

The attack and defense between the two lasted for about 5 minutes. Seeing that Tifa's speed and punching strength had dropped visibly to the naked eye, Heather grabbed Tifa's side kick and pushed it forward. The girl Staggered and fell to the ground.

"Okay, that's it for now."

Heather didn't go to help Tifa, but took out the cowhide notebook with the pen from the inner pocket of the jacket, opened it and wrote something on it.

Tifa sat on the ground for a while and then slowly got up. It was amazing to say that since the fire, his mood has been as gloomy as a rainy night, which is difficult to melt away, but after the hearty 5 minutes ago Attacking as much as he wanted, his mood seemed to become a little more comfortable.

I lost my hometown, lost my family, and came to Midgar suddenly. I don’t even know how to earn the money for the next meal, and where is the way forward... But at least, I still have hands, feet, and learning. From the master's own ability.As long as you work hard, there must be a way.

"As long as you learn it, no one can take it away."

Heather, who lowered her head to write on the notebook, suddenly said this sentence without thinking, then stopped writing and looked up at Tifa:

"You have practiced very well, and you have incorporated your own characteristics on the basis of Zanganliu."

Suddenly receiving praise from her senior, Tifa's pretty face turned bright red: "It's because Master taught well."

"Zangan has always liked free-range teaching. To put it bluntly, it is to let students grow up freely, so don't give him money."

Heather clearly understands Zangan's style: "This is Midgar, and the lower city is full of fish and dragons. Anything can happen. So you need to become stronger. Remember, what you learn can't be taken away by anyone." .”

As he spoke, he handed the cowhide notebook to Tifa, who took it with both hands and found that what Heather had written in the notebook was a detailed analysis of his fighting style.

Heather pointed to the writing on the paper and said: "Your strength is insufficient but your speed is fast. You need to exercise in a targeted manner. Strengthen your strength and physical strength on the basis of ensuring speed, otherwise you will not be able to deal with it in the face of a multi-person fight." .For the next three months, come to me every morning at six o’clock, and I will make an exercise plan to restore your physical strength to the level before the injury as soon as possible, and then start the practice of Zanganliu martial arts.”

Although Heather's tone was harsh, Tifa could feel the concern from her senior brother.She nodded heavily: "Please, brother."

"Don't use 'you', am I that old?"

Heather looked around: "This place is very secluded and suitable for cultivation, so I'll come here in the future. Now, the next stop."

"Huh?" Tifa thought she was going to start training today.

Heather glanced at her: "Oh, what, you need to find a job, otherwise even if Marle cut your rent in half, you still can't afford it."

Only then did Tifa realize that her assets were less than 500GIL, and she couldn't even afford this month's rent.

"But before looking for a job..."

Heather pointed to the direction of Qifan Street Station:

"Go and have breakfast first."

###Chapter 11 Walled Commercial Street###

When the two returned to the Qifanjie slum, it was around [-]:[-] in the morning, which was the rush hour for work.

The huge magic stove above the head changes the light intensity, like a real rising sun, spreading light all over the slums, but you can't feel any warmth from the sun.

People living in the slums, some talking and laughing, some yawning, some holding a roll of newspapers, walked out of their homes and walked towards the station, greeting one after another.

Because many areas of the slums do not have waterways installed, the slum dwellers in these areas do not have the habit of cooking at home, especially breakfast.Eating out is their daily option.

Not far in front of the station platform is a large square area, which was a small trade market last night, and it became an early market this morning.

When Heather and Tifa came back, they could see that the square was full of early morning stalls and pedestrians coming and going.

"There are a lot of people." Tifa was immediately attracted by the smell of food intertwined here, but the girl's reserve finally prevailed. She secretly glanced at the senior brother who didn't change his face, and then followed his example keep cool.

Heather looked left and right, then walked straight towards a stall, with Tifa quickly following behind him.

What came into view was a blue stall with a metal sign painted with "Bafan Baozi" on it. The stall owner was a fat man with a warm smile on his face, wearing a red turban and wearing Some tight and worn red overalls.

The queue in front of the booth was not too long, and it was their turn after the two waited for about 5 minutes.

"Welcome!" The fat stall owner's voice was full of air, almost as loud as a trumpet.In Tifa's view, this might also be an effective means of attracting customers, right?

"Two copies of Bafan buns."

Heather threw six copper coins into the cash box, then stared at the stall in thought, and after a few seconds made a decision: "The ingredients for my buns are green peppers, crushed peanuts and celery."

After speaking, he motioned for Tifa to come over and choose the ingredients.Tifa came over and found that there were not only steaming steamers, but also iron pots for stewing meat on the table of the stall, as well as plates neatly arranged in two rows. Different ingredients were placed on the plates. The three items that Heather ordered before were all in the in.

Tifa hadn't tried this steamed stuffed bun before, so how could she know what to choose, but this didn't prevent her from making a quick choice: "I also want green peppers, crushed peanuts and celery."

Brother will never treat himself badly, right?It's right to follow the senior brother to choose.

"Okay! Please wait a moment, it will be ready soon!"

The fat uncle happily opened the steamer, first placed a piece of paper in the palm of his left hand, then picked up the buns from the top of the mountain of buns and put them on the paper, and cut the buns crosswise with a knife until they were about to break.After lifting the 'lid' of the steamed stuffed bun, he scooped up a large spoonful of lettuce and spread it in the middle of the steamed stuffed bun, then scooped up some stewed meat to cover the lettuce, then poured a little special sauce, and finally put in the Those three ingredients.

Tifa only saw the fat stall owner complete the above actions extremely swiftly, wrapping the bun with paper in his palm and handing it to Heather, the whole process did not exceed 10 seconds.She couldn't help thinking quietly in her heart, if she did it herself, could it be as fast and good as this uncle?

Heather took the buns and handed them directly to Tifa. After waiting for a while, she got the second bun. Then she took Tifa out of the stall, strolled to the bench near the station and sat down side by side: "Try Try it, it's a feature of the Midgar slums."

Tifa looked at the bun in her hand, it was about the size of her palm.She blew on the hot air a little and took a bite, only to feel the sweet and spicy taste filled her mouth, it matched wonderfully with the lettuce, and it tasted very comfortable.

"It's delicious." Tifa took another big bite, her little face was bulging slightly, she shrugged like a squirrel, and she swallowed it with difficulty: "Bafan Baozi means it comes from Bafan Street ?"

"Yes, the special delicacies of the slums in Bafan Street are usually only sold at the station in the lower part of Bafan Street."

"Oh? This is not Qifan Street..."

"Keep your voice down." Heather turned her head and whispered in Tifa's ear, "This is a copycat."

Tifa also lowered her voice subconsciously: "It's obviously delicious, how can it be fake?"

Heather unwrapped the package and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun: "I have the opportunity to take you to the slums of Bafan Street once, and you will know the difference after eating it once. But in terms of the level of counterfeit goods, this one is doing pretty well, at least willing to Put the meat."

"I wanted to ask just now, what kind of meat is this..."

"Don't ask questions about everything, that's the trick to living happily in the Midgar slums."

Heather ate the steamed stuffed bun in her hand: "Hurry up, there's still a lot to do today."

Tifa hurriedly lowered her head and gnawed on the steamed stuffed bun, took two bites and then raised her head and asked, "Brother, where are you going today?"

"Your ID card is a temporary card issued by Zangan. You need to replace it with a formal one. You need a guarantor, so I can do it. But don't let me tell you about the place of birth."

Heather whispered: "Remember, you were born in [Gongaga], and you are my junior sister who came to Midgar to join me. If Shinra Company knows that there are survivors in Nibelheim...do you understand?"

Tifa froze for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"I have something to do after I go to Yiban District to get my ID card. At that time, it's up to you whether you plan to go shopping or go back to the slums of Qifan Street. At the same time, you can also think about what kind of job you should find."

"I... I don't know what kind of job I am suitable for." Tifa's voice dropped.

"Just because I promised Zangan to take care of you, it doesn't mean that I have become your nanny. No matter what kind of job you choose, it is your own decision, and I have neither control nor desire to control it."

Heather's voice became colder: "There is only one - you are not allowed to go to the [Walled Commercial Street] in the slums of Liufan Street."

【Walled Commercial Street】?Tifa didn't quite understand where it was, but when she saw that Heather was angry, she lowered her head slightly and said nothing.

The originally warm senior brothers and sisters suddenly became cold.

The two kept an awkward silence in this way until the ID card was processed by the urban management bureau on Yiyi Street.Even if there is occasional communication during the period, it is a question and an answer, and there is no redundant communication.

After applying for the ID card, Heather handed the brand new ID card to Tifa and walked away.

Riding the train silently all the way back to the slums of Qifan Street, walking on unfamiliar streets, passing by unfamiliar faces on the street, Tifa's heart was once again occupied by loneliness.

After returning to Tianwangzhuang, she planned to go upstairs directly, but was stopped by Marle who happened to come out: "Tifa, can you chat with me for a while?"

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"So, you are sulking yourself because you don't know where you made Heather angry?"

Marle poked Tifa's forehead lightly and said angrily, "Are you a fool?"

Tifa couldn't help but tilt her head back slightly after being poked, but she just bit her lip and kept silent.

"Seeing that your complexion was very bad when you came back, I thought there was something wrong with the wound." Marle got up and poured a glass of water for Tifa: "Have you seen Heather's dog temper this time? If you say you turn your face, you will turn your face, there is no warning at all." .”

"...Grandma Marle, the environment in [Walled Commercial Street] is very bad?"

"Kuru Geno occupies the slums of Liufan Street, and the walled commercial street is his territory. It is a place where people can let their desires go, and even the high-level figures of Shinra Company will go there to have fun."

Marle sighed: "I understand what Heather means. A beautiful girl like you can make money easily if she goes there. But the shop that employs you will earn dozens of times more than you Money. Once the value is extracted, you will be ruthlessly abandoned in the end."

"I'm not going there." Tifa's voice was firm.

"How many girls go there because they like it? Most of them go to that kind of place because they are in urgent need of money. And little Tifa, you are too soft-tempered, and it is easy to cater to the surrounding atmosphere. Many people outside The girl who came here has a personality like yours, but she was coaxed and tricked by Gu Liugenwei's men to sink into the walled commercial street step by step. That kid Heather doesn't want to get too involved in your life and doesn't want to watch You fell into the fire pit, so I frightened you with a straight face, right?"

Marle stroked Tifa's hair:

"Listen well, Tifa, don't worry about the rent. Even if you can't find a suitable job for a while, you can live in Tianwangzhuang with peace of mind. I will provide the ingredients and you will cook. We can eat together, and we will not bring Heather. So, don’t worry too much about money, you will always find a job that suits you.”

"Ok!"

Tifa wiped the corners of her eyes, she felt relieved when she knew why her senior brother was angry.

At the same time, on the corner of the upper part of Bafan Street, Heather was sitting in a bar with an empty wine glass on the counter in front of her.

"Heather, you haven't been here for a long time. Would you like a cup of [Dorga]?"

Standing behind the bar was a woman about [-] years old with exquisite makeup. She tied her long hair into a bun behind her head, and wore an exotic robe with tassels, looking at Heather with a smile.

"Don't rush."

Heather waved her hand, then raised two fingers: "Two things."

"Tell me." The woman's expression became more serious.