Half a month later, Foshan, which is only a hundred miles away from Yangcheng.

Su Zhao walked slowly on the street with his hands on his back.

After drifting on the sea for more than half a year, he finally returned home and learned that his parents and relatives had all died. He was filled with mixed feelings.

After tribute to Su’s father and mother’s grave, Su Zhao settled several old servants, left Yangcheng, and came to Foshan.

On the streets, there were crowds of people and thunder.

Some Orientals hurriedly passed by, some Europa soldiers wearing spears patrolling, and some Europa priests preached doctrine in the streets.

The shops on both sides shouted loudly, and the business was bustling.

While walking and stopping, Su Zhao suddenly looked at a corner of the street in front.

I saw a man in his thirties performing on the street. He bit a piece of rag and two red cherry spear tips under his neck, performing his unique skill, golden spear, and locking his throat.

The Great Han Yungong pressed down, his face turned red with a swelling. He saw the gun bar slowly bent, but his throat was not damaged at all.

Then, the gun rod bent into a full moon, unable to withstand the pressure, and collapsed into two pieces.

Su Zhao saw that there had been several cuts of gun bars under the big man's feet, and it was obvious that he had performed for a long time.

But the pedestrians passing by on the street did not show much interest in this, and there were very few onlookers.

Not to mention rewards.

A trace of helplessness and sadness flashed in the big man's eyes, he sighed secretly, lowered his body, cleaned up the guy, and prepared to leave here.

It's really a penny that stumps the hero.

However, this is normal.

In this world, the giant guns and cannons of Western countries have blasted open the door to the Eastern Empire. The world is in chaos and people are living in poverty. Ordinary people can’t even have enough food for themselves. Where can they get the spare money to watch the performance?

"Ding Dong!"

A dragon ocean was thrown to the ground and landed in front of the Han Dynasty, making a crisp sound.

The big man quickly picked up Long Yang, put it in his mouth and bit it, and quickly put it in his pocket.

He raised his head and saw a rich young master opposite him. He hurriedly thanked: "Young Master, please reward him, please reward him!"

If you take action, you will be a dragon Yang. Isn’t it the eldest master of a rich family?

You know, this Long Yang is enough for him to spend more than half a month.

"Seeing that you have some skills, I am missing a guard by my side. What do you think?"

With a swish, Su Zhao opened the folding fan, slapped it twice, and said slowly.

He was like a playboy.

I don’t know if it was a coincidence, on the first day he came to Foshan, he met the tragic character in the original work, Yan Zhendong, a Shandong iron cloth shirt, on the street.

This person is a famous master in the northern martial arts world. He is proficient in iron cloth shirt kung fu and is invulnerable to swords and guns. Unfortunately, he still cannot resist the foreign guns.

After the fall of Shandong, this person wandered to Nanyue Province and made a living by selling his skills. It was a miserable group.

However, the worse is still behind.

This person is determined to create a world in Foshan, but he is not accepted by the martial arts world in Guangdong.

Later, for personal fame and fortune, and for survival, he was used by a slut.

Su Zhao remembers that in the original work, Yan Zhendong and Huang Feihong played two games. With their profound iron shirt skills, they once had a hard time fighting with Huang Feihong, which can be regarded as a master of martial arts.

Later, this person was shot several times and realized before his death.

It's sad and lamentable!

When I met him at this time, I recalled his miserable life, Su Zhao thought about it and wanted to take the lead and save him.

"Sorry, this young master is a rough man. He is used to being thick-handed and thick-legged, so he is afraid he can't serve the young master!"

After hearing Su Zhao's words, the man squatting on the ground, Yan Zhendong, thought for a while, declined with a puzzled look on his face.

"Oh? Well, I don't force others to do anything. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me at any time!"

Su Zhao raised his eyebrows and said with a light smile.

"It cannot trigger the mission. It seems that the little supporting actor like Lao Yan is still unable to touch the golden finger..."

Since Lao Yan didn't know how to show off, Su Zhao didn't force him. He swayed his folding fan and walked away.

After passing through a archway, Su Zhao saw a restaurant in front of him, and the plaque reads Datong Restaurant.

He touched his stomach and was really hungry.

I couldn't help but pause and walked into the restaurant.

"Oh, please come upstairs, please!"

When Su Zhao entered the door, the restaurant's servant lit up his eyes and nodded and bowed to meet him.

After all, in these days, those who have long-cutted clothes and wear foreign clothes are either rich or noble.

"Well, do you have a private room here?"

Su Zhao looked around at the situation on the first floor, but saw a lot of people, which showed that the restaurant business was very good.

"Master, I'm sorry, the elegant room is full, and there is still a seat on the elegant seat upstairs. Please condescend!"

The guy was stunned and said apologetically.

"Well, lead the way!"

Su Zhao put away the folding fan, slapped it on his palm, nodded in agreement.

"Okay, please, Master!"

The guy threw the towel on his shoulder, shouted, leading the way.

Step by step!

The staircase made of wooden floors squeaked. Following the friend, Su Zhao walked to the second floor in three or two steps.

Hey, there are more people on the second floor, and there are many people inside, with people next to each other, and the sounds are full of people.

What made Su Zhao even more sigh was that the eaves were hung with all kinds of bird cages.

Alongside, several old men were pulling the strings and singing Cantonese songs, with endless silences.

To this day, these rich young men are still walking around to listen to music and have fun.

It’s really a business woman who doesn’t know the hatred of the country, but she still sings the back garden flowers across the river.

"Master, please!"

But the guy didn't know his sorrow, so he took him to a table next to the window, wiped the bench with the towel on his shoulder, and asked Su Zhao to sit down.

"Come a pot of Biluochun and serve a few plates of snacks. I will give you extra rewards."

After sitting down with her sleeves, Su Zhao took out a Long Yang from her arms and threw it to the servant standing beside her.

When he returned home this time, he took advantage of his family's ancestral home and obtained 3,200 yuan Long Yang. In addition to the savings he had left before, he brought nearly 5,000 Long Yang, a veritable Hao Ge.

Even in this end of the dynasty and when prices soared, five thousand yuan of Longyang was a huge sum, which was enough for Su Zhao to be free for a while.

Even if you go to Haitangyuan opposite, you can spend two or three months to get a top-notch girl.

Waiting for the time of tea, Su Zhao looked at the people on the second floor. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, but he saw an acquaintance.

Over there, Aunt Thirteenth, Huang Feihong's uncle, was sarcastic and a group of people, telling his experience in England.

On the side, Thirteenth Aunt Zhang Shaojun was fiddling with her Europa friend Joanna, and a large group of people were watching.

Maybe it was an accident or maybe it was a coincidence.

Zhang Shaojun raised his head and saw Su Zhao looking at this side. For a moment, a strong look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

After whispering a few words to Joanna, she couldn't wait to come to Su Zhao's table and stood there pretty.

"Hi, Miss Zhang, we're meeting again!"

Su Zhao stood up, big and small, and stretched out his right hand.

"Young Master Su, why did you arrive in Foshan? Are you here to find me?"

Zhang Shaojun reached out to hold on to him and asked in surprise.
Chapter completed!