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Chapter 2 Lost in the start

Chapter 2: Loss at the beginning

The distance between Qianmen Railway Station and the Ministry of Education is not very far. You can walk west from Zhengyangmen, pass Xijiaomin Lane, Electric Lighting Company, French School, etc., and stop at Xuanwumen. Ideally, you can walk about half an hour.

But at this time, Xuanwu Gate still retained the urn city, and there was a moat next to it. It was not very convenient to enter and exit. If you encounter a lot of people, even if there are not many cars in Peking City, it would have to be blocked for a while.

Moreover, there was not much decent infrastructure in Beijing. The real road was not built until the beginning of the 20th century. It was the opposite of the designs on both sides of the pedestrians in later generations. At that time, stone and cement were laid in the middle of the road, which was specially designed for pedestrians and light vehicles, and heavy lanes were used on both sides of the road.

At first glance, it seems very unscientific, but in fact, it makes sense based on the background of the times.

According to the definition of the Industrial Inspection Bureau of the Qing government (refer to the Transportation Bureau of Later generations), pedestrians refer to walking and sitting in sedans, while light vehicles refer to a small number of cars and rickshaws. These are all high-ranking officials and officials who are too ignorant of their identity on both sides of the road.

The so-called heavy carriage refers to a heavy carriage. It usually walks slowly, so it should be taken on both sides.

It was just a snowfall and the quality of the road was hard to describe. The "scavengers" who specialize in cleaning the streets had just started work. The whole road turned into a quagmire and it was difficult to walk.

As soon as he stepped on the east and west, Cheng Nuo's cotton shoes became almost wet, and he couldn't tell that they were the same shoe.

It’s hard to walk in the middle of the road, so you can always follow the wall.

Of course not possible. After walking a few steps, Cheng Nuo understood the enthusiasm of Peking City for him and stepped on the dirty things in two steps.

He was so angry that he was striking the national treasures on the spot: "$%##@#, are you so unhygienic at the foot of the imperial city? Where is the public morality?"

Look around, okay, he is the only one who walks around the wall, and everyone else is far away. He would rather be deep and shallow than learn from Cheng Nuo.

Yes, I learned another lesson.

At this time, Peking City was similar to A Sange in his previous life. It had almost no sound underground sewage pipelines, and there were few public toilets on the streets, and even if there were, they would be charged.

But what if someone suddenly gets anxious when he walks on the street, he can only find a hidden place to solve the problem.

At that time, a joke was circulating in society: A businessman was suffering from being drowsy on the wall of a shop and decided to write a line of slogans to warn passers-by, "Passes cannot urinate and defecate here."

But before the paint could be dried, passers-by saw the slogan and explained it directly on the spot.

The businessman was furious and asked him why he clearly said "Passes and passers-by are not allowed to urinate and defecate here" and why he still did this.

But the passerby was rumored, clearly saying, "The passerby cannot wait, and he will urinate and defecate here."

It turns out that it is because the punctuation marks are not promoted, and the misunderstandings are divided into sentences, the difference between commas and the meaning of sentences is huge.

However, few ordinary people have thatched cottages in their homes. They use buckets to solve personal problems, and finally they are recycled regularly by the feces.

What should I do if I have too late to recycle it? The street is a good destination.

So when it rains and snowstorms, the road is not something that people can walk on at all.

"well."

Cheng Nuo sighed. He couldn't continue walking down the road. Maybe there was something else hidden in front of him. It would be better to take a rickshaw.

The so-called rickshaw is a rickshaw, which is called rickshaw or rubber in the north, and rickshaw or toyria in the south.

Fortunately, it is not too difficult to greet the rickshaw driver.

A strong man saw Cheng Nuo greeting him and pulled the cart to jog first. When the other peers saw that someone was taking the lead, they gave up.

The man bowed and said enthusiastically: "Sir, do you want to take the bus? Where to go, Li Laosan's sports car is famous for its stability and speed."

"Yes, how much does it cost to take a bus to the Ministry of Education?"

"Yo, I will collect a cent and five cents in the handkerchief alley according to the industry rules. Do you think it is?"

"Can it be cheaper?" Cheng Nuo asked tentatively if the price is moisture.

Li Laosan smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Sir, you are a knowledgeable person at first sight. You are going to the Ministry of Education again. Eighty percent of them teach children to study. If you dare to coax you, the servants at home will not let me go if they know."

After a pause, Li Laosan said again: "The price of the 'car entrance' here in Qianmen is determined to die on the wall. When you go to Xuanwu, Chongwen and Yongding are both corners. When you transfer to the Ministry of Education, you are almost at West Chang'an Street, so you charge you five points, who will be looking for at this price."

All he earns is hard money, and one cent and five cents are not much, so the bargaining is just to prevent being slaughtered, so Cheng Nuo no longer argues.

Let Li Laosan put down the car and prepare to take the ride.

But thinking about it, his feet are really not clean now, and he stepped on the surprise again, which makes the car dirty and affects his next order business.

Take out a few useless papers from the package to wrap your feet and get in the car.

Li Laosan also observed this and his nose felt a little sore.

He instructed him: "You sit down, let's go now."

Then, Li Laosan took out a lot of strength to pull the cart.

It's really as he said, fast and stable.

Even without shock-proof springs, Cheng Nuo still couldn't feel any bumps in the car.

The two of them chatted all the way.

"It's pretty good today. When you meet a noble person like you, you will be enough to give enough money. The rest will be earned."

"Why, someone is riding a bully car?"

"Oh, the sea in Dongjiaomin Lane has gone. Sometimes if you don't pay, you can kick it a few more times. The officials can't control it, so you can only get it in vain."

Speaking of which, Li Laosan might have recalled something bad, and the car obviously flickered.

He quickly stabilized the car and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, you suddenly remembered my brother, alas, poor man."

"What's wrong with your brother?" Cheng Nuo was full of questions and leaned forward and asked, "Are you injured?"

"Oh, I took a job as a drunk Japanese devil. I was fine at the time, but I took it to their embassy and said that he wanted to withdraw money with him. But it turned out that I never saw my brother again."

Having a bad guess in his heart, Cheng Nuo asked tentatively: "Have you reported to the official?"

"Report to the official, hehe." Li Laosan laughed at himself: "As soon as the official heard it, he immediately drove us out. He couldn't control anything he said even if he sued him at the Presidential Palace."

"I think you are capable, sir. If you become a high-ranking official in the future, you will definitely vent your anger for us!"

The sky is dark and can't even see a star.

"It will definitely happen, it will definitely happen." Cheng Nuo was disheartened. The country's poor and weak people would have more such things in the future.

Before I knew it, the burden on my body became heavier.

After a while, Li Laosan pulled Cheng Nuo to the entrance of the education department.

After paying the money, Li Laosan refused to leave and insisted on waiting for Cheng Nuo to come out and continue to send him off.

Cheng Nuo was helpless and couldn't give him more money, so he refused to let him go.

When I saw that the Ministry of Education had not opened the door, I didn't get off the bus. I asked the coachman to find the nearest shoe-selling store nearby and prepare to change my shoes.

Otherwise, it would be a bit indecent to go directly to the Ministry of Education.

"Master, see where there are shoes nearby. I'm going to buy a pair of new ones." Feeling the chill from my feet, Cheng Nuo asked: "It doesn't have to be that expensive, the more comfortable the better."

Li Laosan pulled the car and did not rush to leave. He asked, "Sir, do you want cloth shoes or foreign shoes?"

Cheng Nuo thought for a while and replied instinctively: "It's a cloth, I'm used to wearing it, but the foreign shoes still don't fit."

"Hehe, what you said is, the shoes made by foreigners are not as comfortable as those of our own people." Li Laosan agreed: "Sir, please sit down, let's find you an old brand."

There are quite a lot of shops doing business around, especially the velvet alley opposite, which is really worthy of its name, with cloth, spinning, clothing, children's clothing and other businesses, and is quite large.

Without any effort, Li Laosan took him directly to an old store, but a small accident happened when he was about to enter.

Because Cheng Nuo sat for a long time and his shoes were not warm, he directly numb his feet.

Without taking two steps, he staggered a few times and almost hit the middle-aged man who had just left the house.

Fortunately, the man was quick-eyed and quick-handed, so he didn't make a fool of himself.

"Sir, don't panic when walking, it's better to be safe."

"Thank you, thank you." Cheng Nuo hurriedly thanked.

However, because he was about to fall, Cheng Nuo's waste paper wrapped in his shoes was squeezed away, revealing his dirty look, which made him very embarrassed.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, patted Cheng Nuo on the shoulder and signaled that it was no big deal, so he was about to leave.

The shopkeeper who came out to greet the guests said politely to the middle-aged man: "Mr. Cai, the customized shoes can be prepared on Sunday. Will they still be delivered to the Ministry of Education?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "I'm not in the Ministry of Education anymore. Send me to Peking University and write my name and hand it over to the doorman."

"Okay, just see."

Peking University? Could this be another big shot? But if you look closely, it seems that it is Cai Yuanpei.

However, with the greeting of the shoe store owner, Cheng Nuo did not think deeply.

If things are urgent, there is no need to measure your feet and customize them. Just ask the shopkeeper to get a pair of shoes that are almost the same in shape and have already made.

Li Laosan was also very interested. He cut the shoes, which were originally priced at 50 cents, and finally he was so angry that the shopkeeper wanted to close the door and hit the people before it was finished.

I washed it with a basin of hot water and put it on directly after paying.

"Sir, let's get along. When I hit me or opened my crotch pants, my mother took me to buy them at his store."

Li Laosan took out the tobacco gun and knocked it out, knocked out the ashes, twisted out the tobacco threads and lit Meimei and took a sip: "It's more comfortable than the shoes made in my house."

"It's really much warmer." Cheng Nuo changed into new shoes, found a clean empty space and jumped, his skills were nothing to say.

"The new cotton that was bounced during the season is soft."

While the two were chatting, the Ministry of Education finally opened the door.
Chapter completed!
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