Marriage of the Republic of China

Chapter 28

If you want to put it aside, if you want Bai Hanchen's tone to be a little tougher, Fu Wenge would have pushed him back long ago.Not to say that they are fighting for right or wrong, but they are completely unwilling to tolerate the condescending attitude of the other party.This is a self-protection mechanism, as if once you show weakness, you will be led by the nose.

But now, hearing Bai Hanchen's slightly anxious tone, he just wanted to laugh.How big a person is, but still like a child, afraid of being denied.

"Could it be that there is no one stronger than you in this world?" He asked.

Not provocative, just discussion.

The dissatisfaction was blown away by this soft tone, Bai Hanchen suppressed his temper and said: "It doesn't mean that. The strong have their own strong hands, and only fools are full of thoughts about the sky and the world and I am the only one."

"So, if I praise others in front of you, it shouldn't hurt you, right?"

"..."

The truth is such a truth, Bai Hanchen himself has to admit it, but it sounds uncomfortable.

"I'm hungry." Fu Wenge changed the subject, "Let's find a place to eat."

Bai Hanchen stared: "Zhou Yunfei didn't give you food?"

"Eat at six o'clock. It's almost ten o'clock. The food can only stay in the stomach for four hours." While popularizing medical knowledge with Bai Hanchen, Fu Wenge folded the note and put it in the breast pocket of his uniform jacket ——Go back and buy some supplements for Bai Hanyu.

Bai Hanchen thought that if he didn't agree, maybe Fu Wenge would have to give him an anatomy class.Taking out his pocket watch and looking at it, he asked, "What do you want to eat? There are not many restaurants to choose from at this hour."

Fu Wenge asked enthusiastically: "Do you know where anyone can eat 'stare food'?"

"That's what coolies eat." Bai Hanchen frowned slightly, "Who did you call this stuff?"

"Yunfei met me at Longfu Temple before, but I didn't get any food. I have been talking about it to me these two days." Fu Wenge shrugged, "After all, it is something that people can eat. If you can't open your mouth, you can watch it. I eat."

"..."

Bai Hanchen said in his heart that when you see it, you won't be able to open your mouth.

During the day, those who sell staring food mostly walk the streets and alleys, or solicit customers from the alleys in lively places such as Longfu Temple and Dashilan.In the evening, pick the pickers to Bada Hutong, Chaoyangmen and other places where coachmen gather.

There are several car dealers in Chaoyangmen, and the drivers who run the daily shift collect the cars and go to the stalls to eat meat to add some oil to their stomachs.People in the Eight Great Hutongs are all waiting to pull the night train, eat some solid goods, and have strong legs when running.

This is purely a toothbrush for the poor, and there is not even a fixed stall.A load of picks, in front of it is a pot with a charcoal fire, in which there are bits and pieces of muscle rolling.Most of them are bones from the water and leftovers from meat stalls.At the back is a basket full of steamed buns, miscellaneous noodles and pancakes, which is convenient for customers who do not bring dry food.

The sauce on the surface of the pot was thick and filled with moisture, it was impossible to see what was rolling inside.Customers hold bowls and hold steamed buns or miscellaneous noodle cakes, and stare at the churning water with long bamboo chopsticks.When a chopstick goes down, it doesn't matter what it holds.Once the tip of the chopsticks is out of the water, the stall owner will throw a large counting chip into the broken bowl next to it, and finally settle the bill according to the total.

Eaters stare at the ingredients, and the boss counts with stare, so it is called stare food.In order to serve the meal well, it is necessary to have heavy sauce and heavy ingredients when cooking.After the water is boiled, the fragrance spreads far and wide, and the smell makes people salivate. When it's time to eat, you will find that the goods in the pot don't even have the most basic appearance.

Today, the stall owner's eyes were wider than usual, and he was staring at Bai Hanchen with an impatient expression.I thought that this master might have hit his head on a telephone pole, right?Rao is dressed like a dog, why come here to eat supper.

Several coachmen next to him also stared at Bai Hanchen with the same gaze, making them uncomfortable to see him, so they had to turn their backs.Just now he parked the car far away and walked over with Fu Wenge.Otherwise, if people recognize him as Bai Erye and bring people here to eat this kind of food that is only eaten by people who collect junk and pull carts, I'm afraid it won't be on the front page of the morning newspaper.

Fu Wenge ate it for the first time, and came up to see how other people ate it first.When it was his turn, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up his chopsticks and stretched them into the pot——

"My God!"

Bai Hanchen heard an exclamation from behind, turned his head, and frowned even tighter.Fu Wenge caught a bone, not even a shred of meat, it was as clean as if it had been chewed by a dog.

"Wow--" He heard the stall owner throw a coin into the broken bowl, and said in a low voice, "A coin--"

Fu Wenge was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Is this also counted?"

The stall owner's eyes are almost like looking at a fool.Although this young man is not as well-dressed as the one next to him, he still looks decent.Looking at him like that again, it must be the first time he is staring at food, purely for novelty.

"How much does your pot cost, I'll take care of it." Bai Hanchen really couldn't bear to watch it—whether or not it was all Fu Wenge's next chopsticks would pick up.

It's all inclusive and easy, so pick it up slowly.

"No! That would be boring!" Fu Wenge was unhappy.When eating this stuff, what you pursue is the surprise when the chopsticks leave the water.

Hearing the laughter of the onlookers, Bai Hanchen felt extremely ashamed, and wished he could throw Fu Wenge away.

On the way home, Bai Hanchen asked, "Is it delicious?"

"It's okay, it's not as delicious as I expected, but it smells good."

A total of ten chopsticks were picked up, only one was covered with skin and streaks, and the rest were bones.What surprised Fu Wenge was that there was actually a whole fishbone.

Bai Hanchen scoffed lightly: "You're trying to have fun, but for other people, that's the breadwinner for their families and a helpless choice to satisfy their cravings. No matter what you have in your mouth, it's a poor word."

"You have a strong sense of superiority." Fu Wenge squinted at him.

These words made Bai Hanchen curl his lips slightly.

"Have you ever eaten fried sorghum?" He asked, "It's the kind that can't be sold after a little sprouting."

Fu Wenge shook his head.

"I've eaten." Bai Hanchen said lightly, "When I was a child, I ran with my old man on the Southwest Line to escort a car. After passing through Xiangxi, there was no personal cigarette in a radius of two or three hundred miles, and I couldn't buy food if I had money. The weather was humid, what? I can’t keep it, I can only eat that on the road. I ate it fresh for the first time, and I ate half a bag. But at the third meal, I couldn’t swallow it anymore. , once the water is soaked, it will swell up, and the stomach will be broken."

Fu Wenge raised his eyebrows: "Then you must not go hungry?"

Bai Hanchen nodded: "Yes, after being hungry for two days, I couldn't bear it any longer. I had to eat no matter how difficult it was to swallow. Later, my dad told me that he brought me out to teach me what it's like to be hungry. I'm used to being pampered at home. Sooner or later I lose my will to fight.”

"The will to make money?"

Parked the car under the wall in the backyard, turned off the engine, Bai Hanchen looked sideways at Fu Wenge: "No one wants to live in poverty, and it is my responsibility to keep my family well fed. Shopping malls are like battlefields. The foot will step on it without hesitation."

These words were no strangers to Fu Wenge.Fu Junkai taught him since he was a child that life is a battlefield, and it is not always possible to win if you charge into the battle, but those who shrink in the trenches must be cowards.Bai Hanchen has a hard temper, and there is indeed a reason for it.

Neither agreeing nor judging, he met Bai Hanchen's eyes indifferently: "It's late, go to bed early, won't you have an appointment at noon tomorrow?"

right.

For the past two days, Bai Hanchen had been taking care of his busy brother, and it was only then that Bai Hanchen remembered that he had invited that Mr. Luo Dadao to lunch tomorrow.

The next day, De Yixing.

The appointment was at eleven o'clock, but Mr. Luo Dadao was almost an hour late, putting on airs.Bai Hanchen has always disliked waiting for others, if the county magistrate hadn't been helping him with a smiling face, he would have walked away long ago.

There was the sound of military boots stamping on the ground in the corridor. The judge in the middle heard it. He hurriedly got up and opened the door of the private room, nodded and bowed outside, and said, "Mr. Luo, I'm waiting for you to start the banquet."

Before the words were finished, the man in the gray-blue military uniform stepped into the room.The visitor is in his 30s, with a Chinese character face, square eyebrows and eyes like torches.Two soldiers followed behind him, and when the officer entered the house, they each stood on the left and right, standing upright at the door.

He looked around the room coldly, and finally stopped on Bai Hanchen's face.Bai Hanchen was slightly surprised when their eyes met.The Mr. Luo Dadao in front of him is not like the bandits he has come into contact with before, with rough clothes and savage behavior.His whole body is full of the officer's temperament cultivated by the military academy.

"Come, come, let me introduce you." The county magistrate stood up, "This is the county guard of Wanping County, Chief Luo Jiaxuan Luo. Chief Luo, this is the second son of the Bai Mansion, Bai Hanchen."

Jiaxuan?This is the name of Xin Qiji who is both civil and military.Bai Hanchen thought to himself.Presumably, Mr. Luo, the ex-clerk of the Qing Dynasty, had high hopes for his son.

After nodding with Bai Hanchen, Luo Jiaxuan turned his attention to Fu Wenge.From what he saw, this young man with the appearance of a student was obviously a foil.But being able to be here is presumably the "chip" for the second young master of the Bai family to negotiate with him.

The county magistrate was able to wink, and continued to introduce: "This is Fu Wenge, Mr. Fu, and his father is the chief of staff of the Baoding Garrison, Chief Fu Junkai."

Hearing that the county magistrate introduced his father together, Fu Wenge was even more sure that he was here to support Bai Hanchen.This naturally made him feel unhappy, but thinking of what Bai Hanchen said last night, he could somewhat understand the other party's difficulties.

"Mr. Luo, hello." Fu Wenge stood up and greeted him decently.

Luo Jiaxuan looked him up and down, and asked without any tone: "How is your father recently?"

Fu Wenge was taken aback for a moment: "Do you know my father?"

"I worked with Chief of Staff Fu during the war." Luo Jiaxuan took off his gloves and put them on the table casually, "I don't have much time, so if you have anything to say, say it quickly."

The county magistrate hurriedly greeted: "Since we are all acquaintances, then you are all welcome, sit down, sit down, Lao Li, call the waiter to serve the food!"

Luo Jiaxuan took the cigarette handed by the county magistrate, tilted his head and lit it.Through the rising smoke, he slightly pulled the corner of his mouth at Fu Wenge——

Fu Junkai, we really are not friends and don't get together.

TBC