When it was almost noon the next day, Li Zhifeng showed up at the teahouse again.

The difference is that this time he brought two dishes and two bottles of wine in his hands.

According to Li Zhifeng, he and You Daoxiu really hit it off.

Since the conversation was so congenial, I had to take a few sips according to Chinese rules anyway.

You Daoxiu is also a cheerful person.

In addition, the teahouse itself had little business, so he immediately took out a fish and a few eggs, and while drinking with Li Zhifeng, he looked outside and chatted.

After chatting for more than ten minutes, I saw two women passing by from the opposite side.

An older woman was carrying vegetables in her hands.

The young woman next to her had a big belly and walked very slowly.

"See, those two are the gangster's wives." You Daoxiu exclaimed, "Look at how good this relationship is."

Li Zhifeng naturally knew that the "gangster" You Daoxiu was talking about was Bloor.

Looking at the two women, they didn't know that something had happened to their man.

Moreover, since Blore is a gang member, it is common for him to stay away from home for several days.

He suddenly remembered: "Boss You, are you married yet?"

These words brought a trace of sadness to You Daoxiu's face: "Sure, my wife was very virtuous and gave birth to four children. But they all died at the hands of the Japanese."

Li Zhifeng knew he had made a mistake: "I'm sorry, Boss You, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay." You Daoxiu recovered immediately: "Later, after the war, I was completely despairing. As a result, I met a woman who was also an overseas Chinese. She was thirty years old. The man also died at the hands of the Japanese.

in hand.

The two of us were getting along, so we started to have a relationship. The woman didn't mind that I was an old man, so she married me. Just last week, she helped me get pregnant.

There is a successor."

"Congratulations." Li Zhifeng cupped his hands, but he was still puzzled: "Boss You, if what I said is wrong, don't take it to heart."

"Brother Li, let's not have the same boss. If you don't mind, I wonder how much older you are. If you call me brother, I will call you brother."

"Sure, brother." Li Zhifeng was not polite: "It stands to reason that the time the Japanese occupied Manila was not too short. During this period, they exploited them desperately. Moreover, when the US military attacked and scolded you, the city almost became a

When you are in ruins, where do you get the money to rent a shop and support your family?"

A smile flashed across Yu Daoxiu's lips: "Brother, this Manila was occupied by Spain first, then the Americans, and then the Japanese. Every time they came, Manila was plundered, but

Every time, the overseas Chinese were the first to recover. When the overseas Chinese began to rebuild their homes, the locals in Manila were still in poverty and helplessness. There is something telling in this."

Li Zhifeng became interested and listened to You Daoxiu continue:

"We Chinese people don't praise ourselves for being smart and able to endure hardships. We are not satisfied with the present and are always prepared for the future. Today we have food at home, but we can't eat it all at once. We have to think about waiting.

What to do if there is a natural disaster and we run out of food in a few days. Therefore, as long as we live a decent life, we will always save some food.

We have brought this habit from home to abroad. No matter you are Spanish, American, or Japanese, as long as you let us know that we are starting to attack Manila, do you know what the first thing we do is? That is to move home

Hide valuables as much as possible. When peace comes, this will be the capital for our comeback."

After hearing this, Li Zhifeng suddenly realized.

You Daoxiu took a sip of wine and continued: "But there is something special about hiding. If you hide all the valuable things in your home, what should you do if those robbers burst into your home, find nothing, and get angry from shame?

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Not only is Li Zhifeng not stupid, his reaction is quite fast: "I know, so when those robbers come to your door, they can always steal something, but you have already hidden the capital to survive in the future!"

You Daoxiu nodded.

This is the wisdom of the Chinese to survive.

Chinese people have been arriving in the Philippines and other countries for a long time to make a living.

They have accumulated a lot of experience.

No matter how much the Philippines has been destroyed, the Chinese will always be the first to recover.

One is their innate resilience and desire to live.

Secondly, it is also because of their wisdom!

"Brother, I'm convinced, and I've learned something." Li Zhifeng raised his wine bowl: "Here, let me toast you."

I drank this wine for almost three hours.

Of course Li Zhifeng didn't come here just to drink.

However, he didn't get what he wanted.

Apart from seeing Blore's two women, he learned nothing.

But he doesn't care.

Based on experience and hunch, he knew that he would be able to gain something here.

When leaving after drinking, You Daoxiu, who was very drunk, held Li Zhifeng's hand reluctantly and told him to come tomorrow, and said that he would let Li Zhifeng try his craft tomorrow.

Li Zhifeng originally came here with a mission, and what You Daoxiu said was what he wanted.

I just thought to myself, brother, you still have a wife at home.

This man is indeed happy with his close friends.

The next day, as soon as Li Zhifeng entered the teahouse, he smelled a scent.

As soon as he saw Li Zhifeng coming in, You Daoxiu was very interested:

"Brother, you came just in time. I have prepared some special dishes for you to try."

While we were talking, a woman suddenly walked in and said in the local dialect: "Sir, do you have any shrimp paste here? I've run out of it at home."

Shrimp paste is the soul of Filipino cooking.

You Daoxiu obviously recognized this woman: "Mrs. Marcelo, yes, please wait a moment."

"Thank you, sir."

Mrs. Marcelo glanced at Li Zhifeng: "Is this your friend?"

"Ah, my brother."

While holding the shrimp paste, You Daoxiu said happily: "No, let's make some dishes and have a few sips with my brother. Hey, we are all brothers."

Li Zhifeng knew that "blood brothers" in You Daoxiu's words meant that they all came from China and had the same blood flowing in their bodies.

"You have a younger brother, which is really enviable."

"Yes, Mrs. Marcelo, your shrimp paste."

"Thank you, sir, I will return it to you tomorrow."

"No need."

"Thank you very much."

Watching Mrs. Marcelo leave, You Daoxiu said "tsk tsk": "This pair of teachers can have a good meal today!" ()
Chapter completed!