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Chapter 3 Double Guns, Fast Legs, Little White Dragon

Chapter 3: Two Guns Quick Legs Little White Dragon ()

"I thought you were a deserter, and letting the gendarmerie catch you is not a joke." Xiao Shunzi said casually.

Chen Zikun breathed a sigh of relief and his hand holding the hilt also released.

A hawker carrying a load came over shouting at Lao Tofu, and Xiao Shunzi called him: "Come two bowls."

The vendor put down the load and handed it over two bowls of old tofu quickly. The snow-white tofu was still hot. The aged vinegar, soy sauce, pepper oil, chili oil, and chopped green onions were so fragrant. Both of them were hungry and after eating it voraciously, the vendor nodded and bowed: "Thank you, two big sons."

"I'll do it." Xiao Shunzi made a generous statement, but he didn't pull his hands into his arms.

"It's delicious. Don't let your hunger. Let's have two more bowls." Chen Zikun took out a corner of Xiaoyang and handed it over.

The two of them ate four bowls of old tofu and put their stomachs on. They continued to move forward. Seeing the guise of Chen in the small intestine from afar, Xiao Shunzi's eyes lit up again: "Da Chen, do you still eat braised cooked?"

"Eat!" answered with a decisive voice.

The two entered the shop and ordered two bowls of braised rice and cooked them. The small intestine shop outside the front door was a semicolon opened by the descendant of the small intestine. The soup was strong. If you eat a bowl of it in a cold day, you will feel very comfortable sweating all over.

The two of them had enough food and drink, and their stomachs were round. Chen Zikun looked up and saw the water sign saying the price, one cent per bowl, which was five times more expensive than the old tofu.

When the account was held, Chen Zikun took out two silver corners and placed them on the table. Xiao Shunzi said embarrassedly: "Big Chen, you haven't found a relative, so just go to my house to live, I have a place there."

"good."

Xiao Shunzi's home is next to a stinky ditch outside Xuanwu Gate. It was a large slum that lived in seven or eight families. It was already dark. Xiao Shunzi led Chen Zikun to the door of the west wing. It was pitch black inside without lights, and there were a series of deep breaths of men and women.

"Go out for a while." Xiao Shunzi turned his head and left. Chen Zikun vaguely guessed something, and followed him out of the yard and found a sheltered corner to squat.

After a while, the sound of the door opening and closing came from the yard, "Yanhong, I'm leaving, don't send it away." This is the man's voice.

"Come again when you have time, damn." The woman's voice was coquettish and slutty.

"Let's go back." Xiao Shunzi stood up and took Chen Zikun back to his door. A woman in a green jacket was standing at the door. Her white face had applied a lot of lead powder. A thick back in the distance was slowly moving away.

"This is my sister, this is my friend Chen Big Man, who lives in our house today." Xiao Shunzi didn't even look at the woman. After briefly introducing, he pulled Chen Zikun into the door.

"Shunzi, have you eaten? I have a few more nests here." The eldest sister in the green cotton jacket brought a basket, which contained pancakes, fermented tofu and two green onions.

"I've eaten it, I cooked the braised small intestine and ate two bowls of old tofu, and I'm full." Xiao Shunzi didn't even look at his sister.

Yanhong stood awkwardly for a while, smiled politely at Chen Zikun, and went into the inner room.

"Sleep with me, let's sleep with one quilt." Xiao Shunzi pointed to a blue quilt on the kang and said, the quilt was dirty and smelled of mold.

On a cold day, the kang was still cold, and the window paper was broken and the room was cold. Xiao Shunzi closed the kerosene lamp. The two of them were wearing Chen Zikun's bedding under them, and they covered the blue quilt from Xiao Shunzi's house. They warmed up in a short time. They were just in time. They even said that the old saying that the silly boy sleeps in a cold kang rely on firepower.

"Go to bed early, I will take you to Dong'an Market to find relatives tomorrow." Xiao Shunzi was really tired and fell asleep as soon as he fell asleep. He snored slightly in a short while.

But Chen Zikun couldn't sleep. He stared at the white ceiling, and scenes appeared in front of him. Dapiao and his brothers took their brothers to hop horses and whip in the snowy fields of the forest, smashed the kilns, fought against the government troops, and ate large pieces of meat and drink wine. If it weren't for Zhang Zuolin's 27th Division of the Fengtian Army, he would have lived such a life of licking blood from the knife.

Dapiao is the best hero outside the pass, and he is a great hero from Kanto. Since Japan and the Russians started fighting outside the pass, it has been more than a dozen years since now. There are not many good people in Changshan, but the number one hundred brothers are all loud gunners. Dapiao is all extremely capable of all the four-legged and eight-pillars under him. He learned his gun skills from them. He reported his two-gun fast-legged little white dragon in the world. He was the number one person in the bandit world.

I don’t know if Dapiao has escaped from danger. He is a lucky person who has a natural appearance and will surely turn bad luck into good fortune. He also has the second cabinet that he always treats himself as his son. The one-eyed and lame blonde Russian, who says he is a serious Russian baron, I don’t know if he has returned to Harbin...

As he thought about it, the blue slender figure at the train station suddenly jumped into his mind. He had seen women before, but how could the vulgar aunties in the big car shops, opera troupes, and kilns compare to such beautiful, watery and cute Jiangnan girls?

Not knowing what her name was, Chen Zikun sighed, and his hand couldn't help but touched his neck. There was a piece of white mutton fat with two words engraved on it: Kunwu.

Perhaps these two words contain the secret of his life experience. Chen Zikun cannot determine his origin. His memory was erased by falling off a horse two years ago. They couldn't figure out their origins, either the big ladle, the second cabinet, and the grain station. All the mysteries will not be revealed tomorrow. The shopkeeper named Chen Yongren must know his life experience.

The boat was exhausted and he fell asleep in a daze. Suddenly, a noise woke him up. The habit he had developed over the years made him immediately grab the bayonet hidden in his arms. A carp jumped up and looked around. There was no one on the kang, there were shaking lights in the yard and whimpering sounds.

Chen Zikun put on his clothes and got off the kang, put on felt boots and left the door of the house. The neighbors of the slums all got up and were talking around the door of a house. In the cold weather, the neighbors all got up, indicating that something big happened. He rushed straight into the door. The room was full of people. A goatee was sitting by the bed in the inner room, taking the pulse of the middle-aged woman on the sickbed.

The patient's children were beside the bed, looking at the goatee-bearded old man. Xiao Shunzi saw Chen Zikun coming in and leaned over and whispered: "His aunt couldn't bear it anymore. Baoqing and I went to invite the doctor to see the doctor. Seeing that you were sleeping soundly, I didn't scream."

Chen Zikun nodded and said nothing. He could understand what was going on from the neighbors' discussions. The aunt's family of four was a papermaker. She drank and played money all day long, and she relied on the aunt to set up a cigarette stall to supplement the family income. Fortunately, her daughter Xing'er and son Guo'er were both very filial, otherwise the family would not be able to hold on.

After finishing the veins, the goat beard finished and used the urination to regulate it: "The Source of Miscellaneous Diseases, Rhino Candle, Sha Swelling and Flowing" says that intestinal sha, the heart and abdomen are severely painful, either as hard as a board, as a rope, as a hanging tendon, as a cone, or as a knife scraping, the pain is extremely unbearable. In mild cases, it is also slightly colic and very stuffy."

The neighbors couldn't understand his verbal words. An old man in his fifties asked, "Doctor, hurry up and prescribe the prescription to save people. His aunt is afraid she can't stand it."

The goatee took out a silver needle from the box calmly, stabbed the patient's right hand, and then picked up the pen and wrote a prescription slowly, slowly saying: "The outpatient clinic is 2000, four corners, and the night clinic is doubled. Prescribe the prescription for 5000. You are not rich, so you can only collect one piece of ocean."

Xing'er and Guo'er looked at each other. There was not even overnight food at home, so they could not get a piece of it.

Neighbors, you can raise money by one cent and two cents, and Xiao Shunzi's sister Yanhong also paid a cent, but everyone seemed to dislike her. The old man with loud voice returned the dime quietly: "Yanhong, I've made up enough."

The goat beard took the money and left, leaving only one prescription, which sprinkled with Chinese medicine that needed to be grabbed, Sansha Tang plus bean roots, madder grass, honeysuckle, salvia miltiorrhiza, hawthorn, and lepidon seeds, decocted without roots.

These are all common medicines that can be caught in the medicine shop. Tongrentang, Heniantang, and Changchuntang are all open day and night. The loud man handed over the money he had collected to Xing'er and brothers and instructed: "Go and get medicine to treat the disease quickly, and you won't dare to delay it."
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