Republic of China small businessman

After the initial embarrassment, Xie Jing also slowly returned to her previous appearance, continuing to do what she had to do, no different from before.

He remained the same, and the people in the East Hospital treated him as warmly as before.

Xie Jing went to Shang Yulou and told him about the departure time. Boss Shang has been worried these days and wanted to leave a long time ago. When he heard Xie Jing say that, he nodded and agreed immediately.

Xie Jing sent someone to send a box of silver dollars, handed it to Shang Yulou and said politely: "Boss Shang has been shocked these days, these are your silver bags these days, it has delayed Boss Shang's work for a few days, I'm really sorry, I'll wait until I return to the province next time." I will come to the house to thank Master Jiu again."

Shang Yulou declined a few words and took the money.

He was also emotional.

The theater troupe in Nanfang probably won't come here in the future, so I'm really scared.

Xie Jing arranged a farewell banquet for Master Jiu and invited Shang Yulou to dinner.

Shang Yulou usually pays attention to what he eats when he sings operas, but when he is free, his favorite food is shabu-shabu.

Especially when the weather is cold, a copper hot pot is served, the hot charcoal boils the soup, and a chef stands beside him and cuts the beef and mutton slices. Put it up and put it in the bubbling hot pot soup for a few times. The meat slices are thin, and they will be rolled up and cooked in a short time. Put them in a bowl of sesame sauce and cover them with sauce, and bite them down. It's hot and spicy. Delicious, indescribably beautiful.

Xie Jing wasn't picky about what to eat, so she used some with her.

The weather in Nanfang has been cold these past few days, and after eating pot at night, it finally started to snow.

In the hall, the waiter brought hot wine, Shang Yulou didn't drink while singing, only tea, Xie Jing didn't dare to touch it, and drank tea with him.

Shang Yulou was half full after eating, so he put down his chopsticks, let the half-sized people behind him cook their own meat, and sat there chatting with Xie Jing.

Xie Jing asked: "Boss Shang only eats this? If you want to eat something else, just ask."

Shang Yulou smiled and shook his head: "No, I've been used to it all these years, and I don't eat dinner. As the saying goes, 'singing when you're full and hungry', eating too much is not good for singing. Now it's changed to supper. It's delicious to eat a few bites That's enough."

Xie Jing nodded, without much persuasion.

He himself was a martial arts student, so he knew the rules in the troupe.

The more this was the case, the more comfortable Shang Yulou felt getting along with Xie Jing, and a few casual chats were quite hit-and-miss, the other party didn't mean to disrespect at all, but he didn't hold it like other audiences, it was like an old friend, Sometimes Shang Yulou himself felt strange, the more he looked at Xie Jing, the more pleasing he was to his eyes.

Sitting there, Shang Yulou sighed: "Xiao Xie, our business is difficult, and your business is also not easy. There are so many people to deal with all day long. If you want to come to the Qinglong Club again, that's really... you say we're going through the rivers and lakes." , earning a living as a performer, who is the offender?" He took a sip of hot tea and sighed, "While you are young, save more money, don't spend the monthly money indiscriminately, and save it for buying money. It’s a small shop, and when I return to the provincial capital to live steadily, the provincial capital is still better than Nanfang, so I can rest assured.”

Xie Jing smiled, nodded and said: "I will think about it later, but the land in the provincial capital is expensive, I am not as good at making money as Boss Shang, and I need to work hard for a few more years. In fact, Nanfang earns a lot, Boss Shang might as well stay together How many days?"

Shang Yulou turned pale and said, "It's true that I like to work and make money, but I'm an artist, not my life!"

Xie Jing put her hands on the table and laughed.

After the farewell banquet, Xie Jing left early to let the theater troupe rest early and prepare for their journey.

On the way back, the snow was still falling, and a black car was parked outside. The driver was waiting outside to pick up people. Seeing Xie Jing, he hurried over to open the door, and said in a low voice, "Master Jiu asked me to come over, he Thank you Guan Shi for not liking to ride in the car, but it’s cold today, so let’s just go back.”

Xie Jing nodded and said, "It's okay."

The car drove smoothly all the way, the driver was very skilled, and there were almost no bumps.

Xie Jing herself doesn't get carsick, but Master Jiu spoils him, so he suffers.

Xie Jing watched the snowflakes fluttering under the street lamp all the way. It was strange to say that he had been in Nanfang for a year and had seen it snow several times, but he seemed to be very busy at that time, so he didn't even bother to stop and look up.

Maybe Master Jiu was not around, and he didn't have the heart to watch these romances.

Xie Jing pressed her fingers on the glass, felt the cold falling snow outside through the glass, and chuckled.

The car parked outside the bungalow, Xie Jing got out of the car and walked back slowly, just as he entered, he saw Master Jiu standing in the yard.

Master Jiu was wearing a snow-green leather cloak, and held an umbrella in his hand. A little snow had accumulated on it. When he saw Xie Jing trotting over, he waved to him, "Slow down, there's no rush."

Xie Jing approached, breathed out in the palm of his hand, and then held Master Jiu's hand to warm his cold fingertips. He raised his head and asked, "Master, why did you come out? It's cold outside, let's go back Bar."

Master Jiu said: "It doesn't matter. I saw it was snowing and wanted to go out for a walk. Would you accompany me?"

Xie Jing nodded in agreement, but did not let go of her hand.

Master Jiu held his hand behind his back, and the umbrella covered him, asking him about the theater troupe as he walked.

Xie Jing picked up some interesting things and said a few things, which made Master Jiu chuckle.

Xie Jing stepped on the snow, besides the sound of snow falling on the umbrella, and the creaking sound of their leather boots stepping on the snow together, it seemed that there were only the two of them in the world at this moment.

Xie Jing took a breath slowly, it was cold in winter, his lungs were filled with cold air, he suddenly had an urge to tell Master Jiu everything.The things in his memory have faded a lot, only a few major events are still vaguely remembered, he wanted to remind Master Jiu, but he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Xie Jing's forehead. Putting his hand on his throat, he felt as if his throat was blocked. He wanted to remind Master Jiu, and he couldn't say a word about the past between him and Master Jiu. .

Those important things quickly faded from memory, only the scene of Master Jiu coughing up blood was shocking, he wanted to mention it, but he couldn't say it, as if his whole chest was pressed, and he couldn't utter a word related to it.

Master Jiu noticed it, lowered his head and asked, "What's the matter, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Xie Jing was sweating all over his forehead, gave up, shook his head and said, "No."

Master Jiu raised his hand to touch his face, wiped it for him, frowned slightly and said: "You still said no, it's uncomfortable to ride again, isn't it, next time I won't let the driver pick you up, if you love horseback riding, then ride a horse."

Xie Jing clenched his hand and hummed nasally.

Master Jiu held his hand, talked to him to distract attention, and mentioned Bai Hongqi and others.

Xie Jing tried to bring up what happened to Bai Hong, but fortunately, she could say something this time: "Master, Miss Hong is going to the south?"

"Well, it's better in the south now." Jiu Ye said slowly, "Originally, grandpa and aunt arranged for Hong'er to live in the north, I think she is capable, but being too close to home limits her talent. There is a big business, and money was tight at first, so I never made up my mind, but I went to Russia to earn some money this time, and it just happened to be used.”

"What is the deal?"

"It's okay to tell you, I plan to send some shopkeepers to Nanyang to build several sugar factories and rubber factories. As for Hong'er, let her go to the south to practice her hands first. After two years, she will grow older and her temper will be more stable. Let her go to Nanyang to be a shopkeeper."

Xie Jing looked up at him, and suddenly asked: "Master, is there going to be chaos in the North?"

Master Jiu stretched out his hand to remove the snowflakes from his head, "You can't tell, the world is like this, you have to make some plans and leave some way out."

Xie Jing held his hand tightly, and before he could speak, Master Jiu said: "I won't let you go, don't worry, you just stay by my side."

Xie Jing breathed a sigh of relief, felt relieved, and was willing to continue chatting with him, jokingly said: "Master, you treat Miss Hong better than Second Young Master."

Master Jiu chuckled and said, "How can a boy be raised like a girl? He should be beaten a little bit more. He has rough skin and thick flesh, so it's fine."

Xie Jing also smiled.

Master Jiu knew that he was suffering from motion sickness, so he deliberately waited outside, and walked with him for a while after he came back, and did not go back together until Xie Jing recovered.

In the evening, Xie Jing's daily utensils were all moved to Master Jiu's bedroom.

The room next door was completely a decoration.

Everyone in the East Yard was quick with their hands and feet, but they were afraid that they would be too quick. Xiao Xie was an honest kid with a thin skin, and everyone invariably avoided looking at him. When they saw him, they immediately lowered their heads and put on a busy look.

Xie Jing didn't realize it until he went upstairs, but it was a done deal. He thought about it for a while, and then settled down generously.

Seeing the redness of his ears, Master Jiu liked it in his heart, sat on the bed and teased him, "Why don't I ask someone to move the things back? Wait a few days, and it's okay to come back after you get used to it."

Xie Jing shook her head and said, "It's okay, I used to keep vigil for my grandfather, it's the same."

"It's different from normal days." Jiu Ye pinched his chin, looked up for a while, and said, "Where is there a night watchman, who came to Ye's bed, huh?"

Xie Jing raised her head, her Adam's apple rolled, and made a small sound like begging for forgiveness.

Master Jiu leaned closer and bit his lips, his voice was low and hoarse, with a magnetism that he never had during the day: "You don't understand anything, but you are quite courageous. I know you are not ready yet, so I don't want you today."

That's what I said, but I only achieved the word "no need".

Master Jiu was in his early 20s, and he had only seen sporadic content about these things from books, and that was all the homework he had taken the time to study these few days.

He used all the things in the book and the actual combat exercises to Xie Jing to try to figure out what it was like.

Like a fruit held in the palm of your hand, green but delicious.

……

Whether drunk or sober, Xie Jing is very courageous, the only difference is that when he is sober, he talks less, and when he really can't stand it, he bites his lip and makes a nasal sound once or twice.

He grasped Master Jiu's arm with both hands, and looked up at him with stubbornness in his eyes, refusing to move away.

Just look so greedily.

Even when that burst of white light flashed in my mind, making it pleasantly difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion, I didn't let go.

The origin cannot be said.

Whereabouts unknown.

Only by holding on to the person in your hand can you ferry him ashore.

In winter, Nanfang.

In just a few days, there was such a tavern on both sides of the railway line. The person in charge of the Russian consulate was also very troubled, so he immediately went to the local officials in Nanfang and ordered them to seal it up immediately.

The Nanfang officials were not as easy-going as they used to be. First they practiced Tai Chi and messed around for a few days. When they couldn't go on, they declined and said, "We can't handle this matter. We need to go to the provincial government to get the governor's signature."

General Bai Xiliang of the provincial government has been watching this place for a long time.

The location of the Eastern Provincial Railway is critical, passing through three extremely important jurisdictions, and it is the throat of the three northern provinces.