Four Hundred and Seventy-Three, Listen to the Story

The tavern in the market town didn't open until noon. Ren Xiaosu went back to the market town and waited, watching the refugees get up early to go to work, and go to the factory one by one to earn today's food.

It is very difficult for refugees to save money, even if they don’t earn much every day, there are broth shops, beer, tobacco, and casinos specially prepared by consortiums in market towns. Alcohol is not prohibited in Central Plains, it seems that the food in Central Plains is relatively Rich sake.

After work every day, those entertainment and living shops are soliciting business at the door, and the workers who have finished their day's work want to reward themselves, so the money they just earned is spent again.

In this market town, there is always a shop that suits your preferences.

Zhang Jinglin once said that this is a world carefully designed by the consortium, and it is not wrong at all.

Looking at the refugees coming and going, Ren Xiaosu even recalled the days when he and Yan Liuyuan were in the 113 barrier. Although that time was more difficult than now, it was particularly beautiful in memory.

So much so that he will deliberately forget some sufferings during that time, forgetting that he was not full to eat, forgetting that he was excluded, and forgetting that he had fallen asleep with fear.

Then only happiness remains in the memory.

Humans are optimistic.

Ren Xiaosu was an unfamiliar face to this market town, but recently there were a lot of people fleeing from the Northwest, so that everyone didn't care about his arrival.

Those barrier people hide in the corner, worrying about their future life.

Suddenly a little girl ran out from the back door of the tavern, still holding a notebook and a pen, and asked these Northwest refugees some questions.

Ren Xiaosu leaned over and heard that this little girl was inquiring about the war in the Northwest with these Northwest refugees.

For example, how the war was fought, such as whether there were any heroic deeds in this war, such as whether there were any particularly powerful characters in this war.

Of course, the little girl didn't let the refugees tell stories for nothing, and each story was exchanged for a steamed bun.

Although a steamed bun sounds cheap, in the eyes of refugees who are hungry and don’t know how many meals, this steamed bun is life. Of course, they know everything without saying anything.

A middle-aged man said: "The Zong family's frontline general Zong Ying is still very powerful this time. He used tricks to make Fort 178..."

As a result, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl shook her head: "Didn't the Zong family lose?

I don't listen to Zong's business, only to the 178 Fortress. "

Now, the middle-aged man's face is bleak, and his heart is bleeding. He is a bureaucrat attached to the Zong family. He lost the battle and caused him to drag his family and leave his hometown. This is already miserable enough, but now he has to say The heroic deeds of the enemy...

Is this girl specially here to make up for the knife...

The little girl looked at him and said seriously: "If you don't have a story, I'll ask someone else. Grandpa is still waiting."

The middle-aged man hurriedly stopped: "I said I said, and I have a high position, and I know more than them. When the 146 barrier was broken, I was at the 146 barrier!"

The little girl was happy when she heard it: "Really? Then tell me quickly, I'll give you an extra steamed bun!"

As soon as the middle-aged man heard that he could have one more steamed bun, he started speaking immediately, regardless of his previous status, and he was afraid that other refugees would take his job.

This lecture lasted for more than two hours, and Ren Xiaosu also moved to the side to listen, but as he listened, his expression became more and more strange.

In the beginning, the middle-aged man talked fairly well. He said why the 178 Fortress launched a war against the Zong family, and why the Zong family has frequently provoked the 178 Fortress these years. I have to say that this middle-aged man is quite talented, and the words are impressive. He listened with gusto, and even Ren Xiaosu didn't know about some things.

But when it comes to the beginning of the war, Guanshan and Dingyuanshan were attacked, Shichuan Town was destroyed, Beiwanhe was pierced, and finally the 146 barrier was broken.

Anyway, everything is inseparable from Ren Xiaosu, and when the 146th barrier was broken, the middle-aged man started to talk about how the mysterious superhuman boy smashed the entire Zong's combat brigade to pieces...

The girl who listened to the story wrote down in the notebook while listening to it. She wrote extremely fast, and the more she listened, the brighter her eyes became. She asked curiously, "Is there really such a brave person in this world?"

"It's more than just being brave," the middle-aged man sighed, "I was in Zong's third-bedroom manor at that time, and I saw him dodge three RPG missiles wearing steel armor, and then..."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man looked at Ren Xiaosu and suddenly asked in surprise, "Did we meet somewhere?"

The Zong family had made Ren Xiaosu’s wanted portrait back then, and most of the Zong’s executives had seen that portrait, but it was not the job of this middle-aged man to hunt down Ren Xiaosu, so he just glanced at it, and saw Ren Xiaosu at this time There is an amazing sense of familiarity, but I still can't remember where I saw it.

Ren Xiaosu said with a smile: "I also escaped from the northwest, maybe we have met somewhere."

"Yes," the middle-aged man nodded.

The little girl next to him urged: "You haven't finished talking yet, finish the rest of the story quickly."

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, then raised his head to look for Ren Xiaosu's trace, but found that Ren Xiaosu had already left.

Ren Xiaosu doesn't want to be recognized by others now. It's better to keep a low profile when he comes to the Central Plains. We must know that the Central Plains is rich and rich, but the degree of undercurrents is no less than that of the Southwest and Northwest.

At this time, he already understood that although there was no war in the Central Plains War, the intention of several consortiums to compete in the Central Plains has long been known to everyone, and he did not want to get involved in these matters.

And, there's Tinder, too.

The Central Plains is the home field of the Pyro Company. Once here, the Pyro Company will not be as easy to deal with as before.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu suddenly discovered that these refugees seemed to be from the barriers, and some of them were even quite high-ranking, so why didn't the refugees escape?

No, Ren Xiaosu realized that his thinking was wrong. Of course, only the residents of the fortress would flee, and even those high-ranking bureaucrats of the fortress who were attached to the Zong family.

Refugees from the Northwest welcome Fort 178. When Fort 178 arrives, taxes will be reduced immediately and the living conditions of the refugees will be improved. So how can the refugees escape? They wished that Fort 178 could be rushed over.

Ordinary barrier people don't have to worry about the impact of war, only those dignitaries worry about being liquidated!

You must know that during the Zong family's administration, these high-ranking officials and dignitaries did harm to the residents and refugees in the barriers. Ren Xiaosu has also been to so many barriers. The bureaucrats of the Zong family will definitely not be better than those of the Li family, the Qing family, and the Yang family. .

Thinking of this, Ren Xiaosu put away his sympathy for these people, and it is not a good bird to come here with a guilty conscience.

There was a creaking sound, the clerk in the tavern pushed the wooden door open, Ren Xiaosu got up and walked in.