Harbin is a city that has never had city walls. Since its birth, Harbin has been isolated from the Central Plains world. It was not until the Jin Dynasty established its capital in Harbin that it began to enter the eyes of the Central Plains people. In the Qing Dynasty, Huang Taiji established his capital in Shengjing.
, the edge is today’s Harbin.
Harbin has a vast territory, fertile land, and rich mineral resources. It is connected to Russia to the north, Mongolia to the west, and North Korea and Japan to the east. Before the Qing government was defeated, it had already been controlled by the Russians, turning Harbin into an international city.
A big metropolis. Nowadays, Harbin is full of foreigners, including Japanese, Russians, Americans, British, and all the foreign countries you can think of that are interested in China, Harbin has them all.
There is no city wall, which means there is no city gate. Walk north along the road at your feet. First there are low thatched houses, then slowly turn into adobe houses, until finally they turn into palace-like stone houses built by the Russians.
, at this time you realize that you have entered the urban area of Harbin.
"Uncle, may I ask, where are the hospitals for foreigners?"
Long Jie searched for people in the streets. The people looked at him as if they were a monster. Some waved their hands, some smiled at him, and some rolled their eyes and turned away. After asking for a long time, there was no result. But Long Jie
Still don’t give up and continue to find people to ask.
Ma Xingkong took out a silver dollar and threw it at the noodle stall: "Boss, a bowl of noodles!"
The boss excitedly put the noodles in front of Ma Xingkong, picked up the silver coins from the table, and said with a smile: "Sir, wait a moment, I will give you change right now!"
Ma Xingkong smiled at him: "No need, I want to ask you something!"
"Say it, say it!" The boss was very happy when he heard this.
Ma Xingkong pointed at Long Jie and the others: "They just asked, why didn't anyone tell them?"
The boss laughed and said, "Look, they still ask about foreign hospitals!"
"What's the meaning?"
The boss continued: "We are all poor, so how dare we go to a foreign hospital? A foreigner's treatment costs tens of dollars less, but it costs thousands more. How many times can we earn thousands of dollars in our lifetime? What about those guys?
It may cost thousands of dollars, but it may not even amount to dozens of dollars, so what’s the use of telling them?”
"Oh!" Ma Xingkong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Boss, do you think I have money or not?"
The boss looked Ma Xingkong up and down, then looked at the silver dollar in his hand, and said with a smile: "Of course you are a rich man, you are so generous, but it is not like that! How can any rich person eat noodles here?
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Ma Xingkong laughed loudly and took out another silver dollar: "Brother, please give me some directions. There are serious patients in my car. I heard that only foreign hospitals can cure them. I came here from Changchun on a special trip!"
As he spoke, he put the silver dollar into the shopkeeper's hand.
The stall owner was stunned and hurriedly thanked him: "You are a rich man, a rich man. Keep going along this road, then turn left and you will find the place where foreigners live. There must be a hospital for foreigners there!"
After Ma Xingkong and the others walked away, the stall owner looked at the silver dollars in his hand, and felt so beautiful! With these two silver dollars, he would have something for half a month before the meal.
Ma Xingkong followed the stall owner's instructions and walked straight ahead, passing through South Street and turning east. All they saw in front of them were tall buildings. Fashionably dressed European women, Japanese women in kimonos, and a
A high-spirited foreign officer was walking or sitting on the tree-lined path, chatting or playing.
"What are you doing?" A Chinese policeman came over waving his baton: "Don't you know this is a restricted area? Chinese people are not allowed to come here! They don't even look at you, and how dare you walk around here? Get out of here, lest you get hurt.
Arrest you all!"
Shitou's expression changed, and he was about to rush forward. Ma Xingkong hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, and said to the policeman with a smile: "Boss, we are going to the hospital. My brother is sick, and only foreign doctors can cure him! Just let him.
Shall we go there?" Ma Xingkong took out a few silver dollars and quietly stuffed them into the policeman's hands.
The policeman glanced at Ma Xingkong, took a breath, and thought for a long time: "You guys have come back! You can go in if you want, but...?"
Ma Xingkong hurriedly took out a few silver coins. The policeman laughed and said, "You are definitely not good at this. Go get a pair of good clothes and a car, and then you can walk around Harbin. Don't tell me that I am one of those foreigners."
Police cars and soldiers may not dare to stop you!"
"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Ma Xingkong nodded hurriedly: "By the way, is there a hospital here? What's its name?"
The policeman said: "Yes, this is a residential area for foreigners, with hospitals, churches, and everything. It seems to be called St. Sith Hospital, and it was opened by the British!"
Ma Xingkong once again took out two silver dollars and put them into the policeman's hand. This time the policeman was completely relaxed. He looked at Ma Xingkong and almost called him uncle. When Ma Xingkong asked what he wanted, he told him everything he knew.
All the bad things were said. When leaving, the policeman bent over and said goodbye to Ma Xingkong with a smile on his face.
"That kind of villain should be killed as soon as possible!" Long Jie continued to express his anger.
Ma Xingkong sighed: "It is precisely because there are too many people like us in China that little Japan dares to attack us. But having said that, if there are no such people, everyone will enforce the law impartially and without mercy.
At least we definitely won’t be able to treat Fifth Brother!”
"What to do now?" Long Jie asked.
Ma Xingkong looked at it: "Find a place to stay first, and then there will be no one to get decent clothes. Let's try again tomorrow!"
Songjiang Hotel is not far from the residential area of foreigners. All the people who live here are rich or noble. When Ma Xingkong walked into the lobby wearing an old cotton-padded jacket, he would definitely have been kicked out if he had not come up with the money in time.
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"Give me ten of the best houses here!" Ma Xingkong took out two bundles of silver coins and put them on the table: "Are these enough?" He reached into the bag again.
The girl at the counter said hurriedly: "That's enough, that's enough! Do you live alone?"
Ma Xingkong waved, and a dozen men covered in dirt and wearing ugly clothes suddenly came in from the door. Everyone in the hall was frightened. Ma Xingkong smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we are all in business."
, it’s not safe on the road now, this is the only way, please forgive me!”
The girl at the counter completed the check-in formalities in twos and twos, and hurriedly asked the waiter to bring these bumpkins into her room, and then called the cleaning staff to clean up the dirt left by these people. As for the dirty carpets, they must be
It should be included in Ma Xingkong and their rent.
Songjiang Hotel is one of the best hotels in Harbin. To people like Ma Xingkong, this place is paradise. There are many things that they have never even heard of, let alone seen. Shitou picked up the phone and looked at it for a long time until someone spoke over there.
He was so frightened that he dropped the phone and sat down on the sofa.