Jin Batian burned the bill with a lighter casually. Without looking at it, he knew what it was, "a worn-out, damaged, rusted, constellation, and other content. Besides, no one can understand the ticket as a pawn shop. However, the number of 100 oceans is still in line with the psychological price of Jin Batian. Little did he know that the price of arms had long risen during the Sino-Japanese War. The original thirty oceans could buy on the market now that you can't find a seller with a hundred oceans. Can pawn shops do a loss-making business?

Jin Batian's fingers slid across the ocean and asked, "Is there a place to live at night?"

The waiter suddenly remembered a little troubled thing about the shopkeeper recently and replied: "Yes, yes, but you have to share it with others. Get a dime wallet for breakfast."

"It's okay to live together. Just have a place." Jin Batian wanted to go back to Lanruoyuan and squeeze the earthen kang with six or seven people. Lanruoyuan, so I won't touch the bad head. Jin Batian used his finger to pick out a piece of foreign land and said, "I don't need to find one dollar." He picked out another foreign land and said, "Your errand money."

"Oh, thank you, thank you for your reward." The waiter usually bent over and talks, but now he almost bent onto the stool.

In recent years, silver prices have been extremely high, and the purchasing power of the current foreign countries has also increased significantly. You can buy a portion of rotten meat noodles in Sijiu City for one cent. In Qian'an, a slightly remote place, a bowl of rotten meat noodles is only five cents. If you use grain, you can buy three kilograms of millet. The station wharf in Beijing City worked hard for only twenty or thirty yuan a month to support your family. If the family population is not large, the burden is not heavy, then life will be very comfortable. Of course, ordinary people cannot do this job. During the First World War, the Zhongtian family did not send troops, but sent a group of civilians to France to be responsible for logistics. Churchill's first impression of the Zhongtian family comes from this: "They are all extremely powerful, and one person can do the work of two people." From this point of view, weightlifting is indeed the traditional advantage project of the Zhongtian family.

Jin Batian focused on eliminating rotten noodles and cooked beef. It was quite cheap but it couldn't stand it delicious. During this period, the storyteller left in the teahouse. Jin Batian heard it and felt that Mu Guiying was the leader, so he didn't pay special attention. After the storyteller left, two crosstalk talkers came. At this time, Jin Batian was already full of soup and rice, poured a cup of tea and started listening to crosstalk. An article would be finished with both the civil and military guards of the big bodyguard. The two crosstalk talkers took baskets to collect rewards everywhere in the teahouse.

When he walked to Jin Batian, Jin Batian thought that these two gentlemen were either De or Shou, and they could not receive less than the waiter who ran errands. Besides, they were happy that a few pieces of oceans were not happy to see a few pieces of oceans, and they couldn't get it out when they saw a few pieces of oceans, and they couldn't get it out when they saw a few pieces of oceans that could make it out. Thinking of this, Jin Batian took out four pieces of oceans and put it in a basket. The two gentlemen hurriedly thanked: "This man, I have received more, and I have received more." Most of the baskets were small-denominated banknotes or copper auxiliary coins from Bank of Communications Agricultural Bank of China, and the four pieces of oceans were particularly conspicuous inside.

"Not too much, no more, the two gentlemen make a living by their ability. I am happy. This is more important than anything else. I don't have a penny to pay."

The two gentlemen were very happy to be praised, but they still insisted: "I dare not be a teacher." In this era, only those who educate people and become teachers, and those who do academic research can be called Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. M. Mr. M. Mr. M.

Jin Batian took two tea bowls and poured them into tea: "Have you both eaten?"

The two gentlemen stood up and took the tea: "I dare not, I just ate it later. I bought some food to go back later and I'll have it at home."

"How can I just eat dried ones? That waiter, I cut two pounds of cooked beef for each of these two masters. Is there any roast chicken? What? It's okay to have roast duck or roast duck. I'll bring one for each of the masters. I'll take two sausages and get a few more white flour pancakes. I'll make up for both of them."

The two gentlemen kept thanking each other, and they all asked for cooked food. The waiter quickly packed it and sent it to each person with a large bag, which was more than ten pounds. The waiter said to the two gentlemen: "You two have met a noble person today. There are only two bags and three pieces of ocean."

After thanking each other again, the two gentlemen asked Jin Batian's name. Jin Batian said: "A handful of loess in a hundred years is just a handful of loess. What does he do?"

In the chaos of the entire Zhongtian family, it is not easy for crosstalk artists. They have long been starved to death without real skills, and even with real skills, they will inevitably go hungry. Crosstalk is also Jin Batian’s favorite. The two of them interpret joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness through speaking, which is much more difficult than art forms such as movies, dramas, sketches.

It is rare to meet a big financial owner today. The two crosstalk artists returned to the stage and said a while before saying goodbye. After more than an hour passed, the guests in the teahouse gradually dispersed. After the footbow chicken family occupied the three northeastern provinces and Rehe, a wave of escape caused a deformed prosperity to emerge in the market of this county. This is also the reason why Jin Batian needs to live with others. The waiter walked in front and carried a foreign oil lamp. He took Jin Batian to the door of the room and left the kerosene lamp and said, "I have said hello inside. The boss said, "You can use your foreign oil lamp at will, and I will fill up the lamp oil."

"I understand." Jin Batian took the mainstream lighting tools of this era and pushed the door into the house. After closing the door, Jin Batian looked at it. There was only a kang in the small house of more than ten square meters, with a simple screen separated by a double room. In the dim light, Jin Batian saw an old and a young person sitting on another bed, but two women.

Jin Batian didn't expect that it would be opened in the 1930s, and the hotel was mixed with men and women. Jin Batian didn't say much, nodded and said hello, and walked straight to his side, putting the antique kerosene lamp on the kang without turning off. Anyway, the boss said, "If you use kerosene at will, don't you use it all anymore, don't you use it anymore, aren't you sorry for the boss' kindness? Put on the quilt and take off your clothes and sleep. I just lay down for a few minutes but haven't fallen asleep. Jin Batian felt that there seemed to be one more person in the quilt. When he reached out to touch it, he really had one more person. Jin Batian woke up cleverly, sat and picked up the kerosene lamp and saw that it was the young girl in the room just now.

As soon as I entered the door, I didn't look carefully. The girl beside me was closed with her eyes under the kerosene lamp, and she didn't wear anything on her body. This girl was not very beautiful, but she was at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and she was just a 18-year-old girl. Look at what she should be big and what she should be thin, and no matter how hard she picked Jin Batian under the oil lamp, she couldn't get any problem.

There is beauty, but Jin Batian, who has been a magician for twenty years, dare not move. Although Jin Batian, who grew up in the new society, has never encountered it, he has heard of what it means to dance. A woman is in the middle of the night. When she was about to make a good thing, a group of people rushed up to take photos and collect evidence, saying that you are hooking up with someone else's wife or something else. Then you will be beaten up and lose money and eliminate disasters.

Besides, the elders of the other side are still on the other side, and I really want to get on here. What's going on? The audience is taking the audience? Jin Batian gently pushed the girl's shoulder: "Go back."

The girl hugged her chest and was about to get up, when an old cough came from the opposite side of the screen: "Cough cough, Xiaoqian." There were a lot of majestic and hard to make the girl dare not move.

The girl Xiaoqian screamed in grievance: "Grandma."

It’s okay if these two people didn’t say anything, but Jin Batian’s scalp was blown up in this conversation. Jin Batian was very sad and thought that I left my brother behind and finally came out of Lan Ruoyuan, but I didn’t expect that I could still escape this disaster. What is life? This is life. It’s yours. It’s yours. It’s yours. It’s impossible to escape. Hero Yan, come and help you at the last moment. Don’t come too early.

Colt, who originally thought that Jin Batian was jumping, was holding it in his hand. When he heard this conversation, he threw the gun aside. If he really thought it was like he was going to think about it, the gun would definitely not work. Besides, if he really thought about it, it would be just a little yang energy, and he wouldn't be able to suck it to death. But just in case, Kevla's stockings would have to come with two more stockings - it could also protect his knees.

After the three of them were in a stalemate for a while, Jin Batian spoke first: "What's going on?"

The majestic and old voice across the street said, "Xiaoqian, tell me. I'm going to sleep."

Jin Batian looked at Xiaoqian, who was sent by his grandmother, and saw what she said. Xiaoqian retracted her quilt, obviously not planning to leave. "Agoing the New Year, my family was killed by the Japanese soldiers. When my grandmother and I fled here from Harbin, my grandmother fell ill. After living there for three months, my grandmother recovered and owed the store ten yuan for a house and meal. The money she brought with her was used to see a doctor and buy medicine. The store urged her every day, but the relative we wanted to rely on was far away in Baoding, and we didn't reply. In order to sell all the things we could sell, the only thing left was my body. The shop's friend gave this idea, asking me to sell my body to a good family and clear the money owed to the store."

Jin Batian said sympathetically: "This store is really not a thing, it's just ten yuan, isn't it?" It's obvious that someone's concept of money has not changed from the 21st century.

"Don't say that, it's already a great kindness for the store to keep us alive. If you change to another family for a few months, you'll be kicked out."

People open the door to do business and make money, not charity organizations. The charity here is called Shantang and not a teahouse. The store has already made a good idea to make the grandparents and grandchildren eat and live for free. If they really have no money to pay it back in the end, they can sell Xiaoqian to a brothel to pay off the debt. Although they have not sold it to brothels now, the nature is almost the same.

Whether to go up or not, this is a problem. Jin Batian put down the oil lamp and started to consider this problem. Go up, this is taking advantage of the danger of others, it is a beast. If not, it is a dead end, it is a beast, even a beast. When thinking about whether to be a beast or a beast, a trembling little hand grabbed Jin Batian's hand and placed it on a ball of soft flesh. Jin Batian's mind, who had no ability to resist, was blank, and he touched the other hand without guidance.
Chapter completed!