Signing in during the Republic of China: Starting from a foot patrol

Judging food, that's right.

It's also true to popularize how to cook with people around you.

However, when people eat well, you run over with a straight eyebrow and point fingers, saying that people's food is not good this and there is not good.

Then you are pure looking for scolding!

I saw that Ke Wu was still chattering non-stop, basically saying that these meals that Lin Hongfei bought were useless.

Although his mouth was full of disgust, Kego's body squatted at the table very honestly, his two eyes staring at the wine and meat on the table, his throat kept moving, and he kept swallowing the stream of saliva.

"What's going on, I've said so much, why doesn't this Lin Hongfei let me!"

Ke Wu thought that he would make his own comments, and shocked Lin Hongfei, a small patrolman, with his rich food knowledge.

Then, Lin Hongfei would naturally invite himself to the table very politely.

In this way, I am not rubbing and drinking, but you Lin Hongfei asked me to eat!

The face is saved, and the wine and meat are also eaten, what a beautiful thing!

It's a pity that Lin Hongfei is not the original little patrolman.

Lin Hongfei, who crossed over, even if he was not a powerful child in his previous life, the good things he had eaten were not comparable to Kewu, a former junior disciple.

Not to mention the food videos, food introductions and other information that I have browsed.

With this little food knowledge, you can bluff the people in the courtyard.

Lin Hongfei doesn't eat this set!

Seeing the growing longing in Katsugo's eyes, the corners of his mouth began to bubble water.

Lin Hongfei turned his head to look at Ke Wu with a smile, seeing this scene, Ke Wu was overjoyed in his heart, this is to invite me to the table for dinner!

At this time, he saw Lin Hongfei said with a playful face: "Kewu, haven't you eaten dinner yet, I saw you wandering around the street today, didn't you find a rut!" "

If I had changed to someone else, I might have told the truth, I really didn't eat anything for a day, and I wanted to have a drink."

If he was really so sincere and open, Lin Hongfei would not be embarrassed for him, and maybe he would really show kindness and let him rub a meal.

But Kewu is different, this Eight Flags disciple who does not fall down the rack regards his face more than anything else.

"Say what!"

"Fifth Master, am I wandering around?"

"I'm fed, I'm eating!"

Katsu retorted directly.

"Oh, what the fifth master eats, it's all supported!" Lin Hongfei asked with a smile.

"Fujude's roasted duck!"

"Guess what, I'm going out today and running into a friend who works for a foreigner!"

"Listen, Hongfei, how powerful the friends you made are your fifth brother, and they are errands for foreigners!"

Ke Wu was a little proud, and then continued: "As soon as this friend saw me, he said that he would invite me to eat Fujude's roasted duck. "

Has Fujud been there?"

Without waiting for Lin Hongfei to respond, Ke Wu said directly: "Hey, you definitely haven't been, you are a patrolman, six yuan a month, Fujude is where you can go!"

"This Fujude, I bought a roasted duck in the oven!"

"As soon as the big roast duck came up, it was really yellow and bright, the skin was crispy and the meat was tender, and the master of Fujude was blessed

..." Katsugo chattered like this, as if he had indeed eaten a roast duck today.

But only Lin Hongfei knew best that this product slipped from morning to evening, and he ate two nests and a piece of salted radish at noon.

Kewu just chattered and chattered non-stop, and drooled all over what he said.

But Lin Hongfei still didn't invite him to the table, not only that, but also ate meat and deliberately snorted.

This makes Gram Five more and more hungry the more he looks!

When Kewu said that his mouth was dry, Lin Hongfei also ate the last piece of meat on the dinner table.

At this point, there are some chicken bones left on the table.

Don't you want to eat?

I won't let you eat it, not only that, I'll let you dry your eyes!

Kill you bastard!

"Fifth Master has really eaten and seen it!"

"I've seen it now!"

Lin Hongfei patted Kewu's shoulder with a smile, and poked the foot fist grandmaster's hand so that Kewu, who was weak in bone, directly jumped and almost sat on the ground.

Afterwards, Qin's sister-in-law and Xiaomeizi cleaned up the stump and bones on the table.

Ke Wuyi looked at the bone scum with a longing face, but he scolded in his heart:

"This Lin Hongfei really doesn't understand the rules, I've been standing for so long, and I don't know to let me!"

"That is, the Republic of China, if the emperor is still there, I will have already cleaned up your little broken patrolman!"

Ke Wu got up, shrugged his face and walked into his house, muttering as he walked: "Wait, Fifth Master, I will have a developed day sooner or later."

"When you see it, Fifth Master, I can't take a straight look at you!"

Everyone was happy to eat a meal of wine and meat, and everyone drank a few broken tea leaves made by their sister-in-law, and after chatting for a while, they all dispersed.

After seeing everyone away, Lin Hongfei also returned to his room, I don't know if it was because the [Foot Poke Fist Grandmaster] identity card strengthened the body, or the reason for the low alcohol at this time.

Lin Hongfei didn't get much drunk, on the contrary, his mind was quite clear.

With the help of a flashing kerosene lamp, Lin Hongfei took out a yellowed white paper and picked up the pen that had appeared many cracks.

The people in the courtyard don't have any nightlife, and even if they do, it's just a few times in bed on a dark day.

Therefore, at this time, the courtyard was very quiet, and such a quiet environment was very suitable for Lin Hongfei to plan his future action plan.

Coming to this world, Lin Hongfei was naturally unwilling to be a low-level patrolman like this, and spent this life in confusion.

At this time, Lin Hongfei faced the yellowed paper, and his mind was full of thoughts.

During the Republican period, it was a thoroughly Darwinist society, and the law of the jungle was vividly embodied in this period.

While the Six Nations Hotel in Yanjing was scrambling and men and women danced in their arms, the people in the suburbs outside the city were selling their children and daughters in exchange for a few days' rations.

The ten miles of foreign travel in Shanghai are bright and green, drunk and golden, but the child laborers and female workers in the factory are working hard in a harsh environment for a few cents a day.

In the countryside, the local tyrants and gentry, while wearing the name of 'great benevolent people', are using usury to force the peasants to go bankrupt, and then acquire land at a very low price.

In the end, a large number of landless peasants had nowhere to go, either reduced to displaced beggars or became serf laborers, and were squeezed by the local tyrants and inferior gentry to the last drop of sweat!

In order to loot the people's wealth, the warlords of the provinces cleverly set up a clever name to increase the tax project, and directly collected the tax until a hundred years later, so that the common people had no oil and water at all.

For those warlords, high-ranking officials and magnates, this is the best of times, because they are above the rules and act recklessly at home!

Even if they lose a war or official struggle, it doesn't matter, they can still comfortably live in rented apartments.

Or, take the money that you can't spend in two lifetimes and go abroad to enjoy the blessings.

And their children, those young masters and ladies, can naturally wear suits and skirts, drink coffee, speak English, and talk about love in elegant cafes.

But for ordinary people, these are the worst and darkest times!

Whether it is them or their children, they are all nothing, red stripes are born, red stripes live, red stripes die!

From the moment they were born

, the heavy shackles bound their hands and feet, and the shackles that bound their hands and feet seemed too heavy and hard, and the poor people seemed to have no strength and hope to break free and break the shackles.

It seems that there is no hope of turning over in this life!

As a result, the poor could only let the whip of the powerful beat them on the back, and the endless suffering made them only pin their hopes on the next life.

"Alas, take your life!"

"We are born to suffer a hard life!"

"If you suffer more in this life, you will be able to live a good life in the next life!"

As a result, the poor people began to be oppressed and deceived by those unscrupulous monks!

Although Lin Hongfei is a patrolman, he is actually the lowest level of this society.

If he didn't want to be enslaved and driven by those upper-level figures at will, Lin Hongfei had to improve his status and power as soon as possible!