Of course you have to eat when you are hungry, but it is best for a tired person to take a hot bath before eating. This can remove fatigue and be beneficial to body recovery. Zhang Chuanshu has already taken a hot bath happily, taking a bath
It made him lose his fatigue, and his face that had become vicissitudes of life reappeared with the breath of youth.
After taking a shower, it’s natural to have dinner. The lunch is very sumptuous, including wine and wine, and it’s the best rice wine. There are dishes and dishes, and they are all Yunnan specialties. The taste is not as good as the ones back home, but it’s enough to satisfy your cravings.
"How is this dish? Does it suit you?" Sister Rou asked softly, her voice full of the tenderness unique to southern women.
Zhang Chuanshu didn't care about anything else. He stuffed his mouth with rice and nodded.
"Eat more, the road will be harder in the future, and it won't be as easy as when you took the car."
"I, I am mentally prepared." Zhang Chuanshu almost choked when he said this.
"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore. I have something else to do. Eat slowly at home. Take a good rest after eating. Don't run around. If you really want to go out, go to the street below. This is the door.
"Key, remember to close the door when you go out." After saying that, Sister Rou put the key on the dining table and walked out of the house.
After Zhang Chuanshu had eaten, he watched TV again. He felt that it was not interesting, so he decided to go out for a walk. Maybe there was something interesting outside? Zhang Chuanshu put on some thin clothes and walked out of the house.
Zhang Chuanshu was walking on the street. He didn't know the name of the street, nor could he understand the words spoken by the people on the street. In the eyes of others, he was obviously an outsider, but in his own mind, this was never his own.
world
Away from home, alone, the feeling of abandonment filled Zhang Chuanshu's whole body. If it hadn't been for his temporary impulsiveness, he would still be making waves in the underworld of City L. However, at this moment, he was standing in this strange city, and no one knew an ordinary person.
What's wrong with people? If you mess around, you can never get ahead. You should always do serious things.
Standing at the intersection, Zhang Chuanshu looked at the passing crowds. He thought a lot and realized a lot. He originally wanted to continue to hang out in the underworld. But now it seems that this road is not feasible. He can't hang out anymore, at least not for a day.
Fighting and killing all night, but you can’t get ahead by fighting and killing. If you want to hang out, you have to play something big! But what is considered big? Even Zhang Chuanshu himself can’t tell clearly. Anyway, he is also a person who wants to be punished. Take a step and see
step
There are many people in Kunming, and there are also many people from ethnic minorities. Although many ethnic minority people usually don’t wear ethnic costumes and dress the same as Han people, you can tell if they are from ethnic minorities if you look carefully.
Just like when others take a closer look at Zhang Chuanshu, they will know that he is not from the local area.
"Brother, have mercy on me, give me something to eat." A little beggar was pulling Zhang Chuanshu's clothes and begging.
The little beggar's clothes are in tatters, and his face is covered with mud. He can't tell whether he is a boy or a girl, nor his age. But judging from his figure, he looks about eleven or twelve years old. It is not difficult to tell from his voice.
she is a little girl
If this had happened before, Zhang Chuanshu might have ignored him and left. However, when he saw these little beggars, they seemed to have seen his own shadow. If his family had no money and power, Zhang Chuanshu would either become a beggar now or have already squatted.
When he thought of himself in prison, his sympathy overflowed
He first took out his pocket and found that he didn't bring anything to eat, but only six hundred yuan. So he took it out and handed it to the little beggar, saying, "Brother didn't bring anything to eat. I'll give you five hundred yuan if you want to buy it."
Just buy whatever you want.”
"No...I want food...money is of no use"
Money is useless? This is the first time Zhang Chuanshu heard someone say this. Then he patted the little beggar’s relatively clean head and said: "Money is everything. As long as you have money, you can eat whatever you want in the near future."
Is it done? Hurry and take it”
"No, I hate money! I don't want money!" the little beggar said stubbornly, then left Zhangchuan Tree without looking back and went to find someone who had food to ask for money.
Zhang Chuanshu doesn’t know if there is something wrong with this little beggar’s brain. Don’t all beggars nowadays want money but not food? Why is this beggar so brave and wants to eat without money? She also says that she hates money. Could it be that she also has something hidden in her heart?
what secret
Everyone in this world has their own secrets. Secrets that others can never guess will only be revealed when the person wants to talk. If the person never wants to tell, then the secret will stay with him.
Zhang Chuanshu didn’t have a manager to ask what kind of secret he kept in the little girl’s heart until she died. He himself is a person who carries secrets. If there are too many secrets, he will be tired.
Zhang Chuanshu was thirsty, so he sat in a small tavern and asked for a bottle of rice wine. The rice wine he drank at Sister Rou's house tasted very good, mellow and not bitter. Although he had drunk Japanese rice wine to some extent before, it was not as good as
Speaking of Yunnan’s rice wine, the Japanese are much worse at it. It’s very likely that Japanese rice wine was passed down from our country, and Yunnan has preserved the most exquisite rice wine production technology.
And every time he takes a sip of this rice wine, Zhang Chuanshu's whole body will be excited, and his blood will run through his body, boiling endlessly.
"Boss, this wine is very good, what is its name?"
"Haha, this wine is made by our family. We don't have a brand. I'm afraid we are the only ones in the country. People from all over the city come to buy wine from me. There are even people from other provinces and cities looking at you. You are also a foreigner.
"People from the province and city" The boss is an old man in his early seventies, and his words are still sonorous and powerful.
"Haha, I'm here to do business. Your wine is very authentic. I'm going to buy more to take away."
"Okay, you can have as much as you want. This wine is also mixed with some Miao herbal medicine. It can not only remove some minor illnesses, but also clear the meridians and ventilate the air up and down."
"Unblocking the meridians will also be more beneficial to the development of fighting spirit." Zhang Chuanshu thought as he took another sip of wine, and then asked the boss: "Boss, your wine is so delicious, doesn't it have a name?"
"Yeah, I'm a Miao nationality. I don't know anything about Han culture. I only know how to make wine."
"Then I'll give this wine a name, and it's called Samsara!"
"Reincarnation?"
"One year old, one year sad, one year old, one wakes up from a dream, one dream is drunk, one year a dream comes back. A glass of wine, a taste, a glass of life, a lamp, a little light, a light to leave the person.
A long road will make you tired, and if you drink too much, you will get drunk. A world is full of flowers, and a world is reincarnated." Zhang Chuanshu took the wine glass and made up a random paragraph and said it.
The boss couldn't help but exclaimed, "Good words, good words, please say it again. I will write it down. From now on, this wine will be called Samsara. It's so artistic!"
Zhang Chuanshu smiled shyly and continued to drink. The alcohol content of the rice wine was not high. It was just over ten degrees and could be used as a drink. Zhang Chuanshu drank ten cups in a row. He was not tipsy at all. He just felt that the blood flow in his body was accelerating. This feeling only made him explode with fighting spirit.
It only appears when the time comes. It seems that this kind of rice wine mixed with Miao yam really has an important influence on the development of fighting spirit.
Zhang Chuanshu was drinking wine with gusto when he suddenly heard a commotion outside the tavern. Some people seemed to be shouting "There's a fight." Many people followed him out to watch the fun. Zhang Chuanshu was really bored drinking alone in the room, so he took
Have a glass of wine and go out to watch the excitement...