Chapter 952: Outsiders Are Highly Suspicious

Aguire Ida scratched his head: "I am very dissatisfied."

Feliciano Carranza nodded: "As the saying goes, the bell stops when the tongue is gone. You are also herding sheep, but you are not as good as the Chichimec people in the Brazil area."

Aguire Ida did not hear the ill intention behind his words, but felt the same way and said: "Sir, I was beaten up this morning."

Feliciano Carranza's heart moved, and he said while the iron was hot: "Do you want to change your life?"

"Of course I do." Aguire Ida sighed: "But what can I do?"

"Porfirio Diaz is in power, disregarding the interests of Mexico and the laws of the country, so everyone lives so hard. And now Francisco Madero is preparing to run for election next year. He has always opposed dictatorship. If he is in power, the people will live a good life."

Aguire Ida shook his head: "No matter who is in power, I don't think I will have a good life."

Feliciano Carranza was speechless.

The boy's unintentional words seemed to be nothing wrong.

He could only preach randomly: "Francisco Madero's declaration will protect national industry, establish a constitutional state and other programs. At least it will not be like Porfirio Diaz, where all the money will be earned by the capitalists of the United States and other powers. By then, we will all live a good life."

Aguire Ida didn't believe it: "I hope so."

"Child." Feliciano Carranza said earnestly: "If we want to live a good life, each of us must work hard. I hope you can join us. To tell you the truth, our journey is to ensure that Francisco Madero will come to power next year..."

Aguire Ida also had a vision for the future, and was soon fooled by Feliciano Carranza and agreed to attend their party in the evening.

Then Feliciano Carranza led people into the town.

The first house at the head of the town was a white house.

When Feliciano Carranza saw the Asian sitting in the yard, he was very surprised.

The Asian man had thick hair and beard, and was black like them.

His hair was combed back, his thick black beard was trimmed beautifully, his skin was fair without a single flaw; his eyes were clear and sharp.

This was a very ordinary face, but it was unforgettable at first sight.

The man was wearing overalls and a Detroit jacket, and was removing the broken glass.

"Hello, I'm Feliciano Carranza. I passed by here, and someone told me that I could get food from you."

The Asian man threw the window roughly into the yard, and the glass shattered all over the ground: "Want to eat for free? No way!"

Feliciano Carranza: "..."

He hurriedly explained: "You misunderstood, I will pay."

The Asian man patted his chest: "Why didn't you say so earlier? I was so scared that I had to pretend to be fierce to scare you. There are so many of you, and you are carrying guns. I am about to have a heart attack."

"..."

The Asian man patted the dust on his body and said: "Wait here, I'll be back soon."

When he came out again, he had already put on an apron and was holding a stove and pots.

He came out one after another, and even brought out a folding table.

This is a side table, just spread it out.

The Asian man had a rag on his shoulder and a cigarette in his mouth: "Today is the first time we open, so there is no need to order dishes. Let's eat whatever is cooked."

As he said that, he started to beat eggs in a stainless steel basin.

I don't know where his eggs came from, but he got them as soon as he reached out his hand. After beating them, he threw the eggshells into the trash can.

He beat half a basin of eggs and stirred them with a hollow wooden spatula.

His arms seemed tireless, and they almost became afterimages in the morning sun.

The egg white and yolk were quickly mixed, and some salt and five-spice powder were sprinkled in.

Heat oil in a pan. Wow, it's a big pan with ears on both sides. The Asian man poured half a basin of egg liquid into the pot. When the egg liquid solidified, he took a spoon and stirred it in the middle of the pan, revealing the bottom of the pan. The eggs were scattered around, and he suddenly flipped the spoon and the eggs turned over.

In two or three strokes, the eggs were minced.

The fried eggs were put into another large pot, and the German sausages were cut into slices and thrown into the pan to stir-fry.

His movements were quick and smooth.

No one had ever seen such an efficient cook.

Zhao Chuanxin wiped his hands, took out the sausage slices and started cutting bread slices.

Bread is black bread. After cutting, it was baked over the fire with iron tongs.

I don’t know where the steam came from around the bread slices. Maybe less than a minute, both sides of the bread slices were browned.

Bread slices were sandwiched with eggs and sausages, and smeared with beef sauce.

Everyone was so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs and they swallowed their saliva.

Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin in amazement.

It smelled very fragrant, and the cooking process was pleasing to the eye.

But, isn’t this too fast?

I have never seen anyone cook so fast, especially a big pot of rice.

Zhao Chuanxin flicked the ash from his cigarette: "Why are you all standing there? Don’t worry, I cook, and everyone who eats will have diarrhea."

Everyone’s face froze.

Zhao Chuanxin said, "You're wrong. I cook and everyone who eats gets diarrhea."

Everyone swallowed and continued to look at him.

Zhao Chuanxin took the last puff and flicked the cigarette butt away: "Anyway, don't worry, it won't kill you."

Feliciano Carranza smiled awkwardly and walked forward. Just as he was about to reach out to take the sandwich, Zhao Chuanxin retracted his hand: "One hand pays the other hand delivers the goods."

"How much do you want?"

"30 yuan for one."

"It's too expensive. A quart of liquor costs only 20 taels." Feliciano Carranza was shocked.

I said, aren't you afraid of our large numbers? How dare you ask for such a high price?

The Asian grinned, revealing a row of neat and clean white teeth: "I'll set the price, and you bargain on the spot."

Feliciano Carranza breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll bargain. Is 10 taels okay?"

"No." The Asian didn't even think about answering.

"Uh..." Feliciano Carranza was confused: "Didn't you say that I could bargain on the spot?"

"You can bargain, but it doesn't matter if it works."

"..." Feliciano Carranza smiled bitterly: "Usually we cook for ourselves, but we just ran out of food, so we had to come to your place to eat. There are too many people and it's too expensive to eat."

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out two fingers: "The lowest price, 20 shengtaifu each."

"Can I still bargain?"

"This time, it really doesn't work."

Feliciano Carranza took out a handful of coins, the largest denomination was 5 pesos, and the next denominations were 50 shengtaifu and 20 shengtaifu...

He counted them and handed the money to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin threw it into a wooden box without even looking at it.

Feliciano Carranza was surprised: "Don't you count it?"

"What's our relationship? I trust you." Zhao Chuanxin looked at the glasses and said that the number was just right after Xingyue typed it, and said shamelessly.

"..." Feliciano Carranza didn't know what to say.

Everyone lined up to get the food.

Someone asked: "Sir, do you have peach water here? I'm willing to exchange it with a bunch of thyme."

Thyme can be used to marinate meat, bake bread, or mix cold dishes.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "I don't have peach water. If you like, I have jasmine tea, which will make you dizzy with the fragrance."

The man exchanged a small bunch of thyme with Zhao Chuanxin for a cup of jasmine tea.

Jasmine tea is really fragrant.

Soon someone came with a bunch of chamomile flowers: "Sir, I'll exchange this for a cup of jasmine tea."

Zhao Chuanxin picked up a kettle and poured a cup.

"Delicious!"

The sound of smacking lips came one after another.

"Delicious."

Tons, ton, ton.

Feliciano Carranza finished eating, and it was obvious that he was not full.

He tried to strike up a conversation with Zhao Chuanxin: "Mr. John, are you satisfied with your current life?"

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "Very dissatisfied, eating a lot of meat and fish every day, too greasy. Beautiful mountains and rivers, so boring."

"..."

"Do you want to make a name for yourself?"

"Don't you need to work hard to make a name for yourself?"

Feliciano Carranza said: "Mr. John, you must work hard to make a name for yourself."

"Efforts may not necessarily lead to success, but not working hard will definitely be easy."

"Ah this..." Feliciano Carranza fooled a complainer, and after walking too much at night, he would eventually encounter a ghost: "Don't you think that our living environment is getting worse and worse now?"

"The weak complain about the environment, the strong have adapted, and the dead become stiff." Zhao Chuanxin said seriously: "I suggest you adapt."

"Ah?"

Others would complain with him at this time, empathize with him, and then "the child is determined to leave his hometown."

As a result, this guy in front of me is simply...

Feliciano Carranza's old sayings are used again: "As the saying goes, if the tongue is gone, the clock stops. I have been to the American mines in Piedralisa. They have plenty of jobs, while we can't even eat enough."

Except for the landlords, who has the money to stay in this poor country?

So this must arouse the indignation of Asians? After all, they are also the objects of discrimination.

Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips: "Don't feel sorry for them, they work every day and are born to work hard. As the saying goes, those who endure hardships will serve the superiors."

"You..." Feliciano Carranza was confused: "Don't you have any dreams?"

Zhao Chuanxin agreed: "If people don't have dreams, what's the difference between being carefree? My dream is to do nothing and win every day. You see, I have achieved it and earned a lot of pesos from you."

Feliciano Carranza was even angry: "Now, I want to get the money back."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at him as if he was a fool: "Whether you vomit or poop, it is considered a processed product, which affects secondary sales and will not be returned."

"Ugh..."

Soul mentor Feliciano Carranza is emo.

At this time, a puppy with a round apple head and big, pointed ears, no more than 15 cm long, looked around and saw that everyone was eating, but it had nothing to eat, so it began to look up and bark.

However, no matter how it barked, no one gave it food. It was because the sandwich was too expensive and they were reluctant to give it.

Zhao Chuanxin whistled when he saw this.

Old Zhao, who had lost his holy spirit, was too murderous and was not liked by animals.

Even when he looked at the puppy, it was so scared that its front legs softened and it knelt down.

Some people thought it had fallen and kicked it lightly.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that it didn't dare to come over, so he picked up a piece of fried sausage from the pot to tempt it: "Come here."

The puppy was very hungry, and its survival instinct made it unable to control itself and tentatively moved towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Seeing that there was no danger, it took two more steps.

In this way, it rubbed against each other and approached Zhao Chuanxin little by little.

Finally, it ran back with the sausage in its mouth.

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "What kind of dog is this?"

Feliciano Carranza didn't want to talk to him anymore, but after thinking about it, he replied: "Originally there was a man from Chihuahua in the team, and he brought a dog. This kind of dog is called Chihuahua. Later The man died and it followed us."

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes widened.

He originally suspected it was a Chihuahua.

He always thought that Chihuahuas were bred in China.

Chihuahua, Chihuahua, is a bit interesting, it turns out that this kind of puppy comes from Mexico.

Zhao Chuanxin fed it some big Leba soaked in water: "Come here."

The Chihuahua hesitated for a moment, then approached cautiously, lowered his head and feasted.

Although it is very hungry, its food intake is very small and it will be full after eating a little.

After eating, he hurriedly stayed away from Zhao Chuanxin, but did not get close to the team.

It seems that they are following the team just to survive with a bite to eat.

Feliciano Carranza asked Zhao Chuanxin again: "Mr. John, do you know where to sell food in the town?"

"I see that corn and pumpkins are drying in the yards of every household. I don't know if they will be sold or not. Besides, the landowner Camilo Torric should have some surplus grain at home. Why don't you buy some."

Feliciano Carranza immediately shook his head: "No, you don't know, all the landowners support Porfirio Díaz, and only Francisco Madero can bring us hope. That one Don Camilo Torric, the great landowner, will certainly not welcome us."

"You see, ordinary people like you just can't turn your head around. If he doesn't welcome you, he will want to send you away immediately. At this time, begging for alms, not only has a high success rate, but there is even a chance that the lion will open his mouth."

"..."

What you said makes sense, and it's hard to refute.

But Feliciano Carranza said: "But we have to stay in the town for two days and visit every house."

"Ah, to visit the citizens of this town, I'm afraid you need a flexible mentality and a heart that can tolerate shocking things."

"What's the meaning?"

Zhao Chuanxin thought of Father Jose Treiros and his daughter: "Haha, such as the shockingly complex interpersonal relationships."

After eating and drinking, Feliciano Carranza took the people away.

That Asian man must have come from an anti-fraud center. He is not a good person, so there is no need to win over him.

He led people around the town, stirring up emotions from house to house.

Soon the local snake Camilo Toric found out.

Camilo Torric was furious: "After the Zapatistas came, the Constitutionalists came again, the damn bastards, there is no end. Come, go find Urquidi and ask him to lead people to drive away these bastards." "

Urquidi Gomez, the landlord's top thug, no longer had tooth pain and his fever had subsided. He immediately became energetic, gathered his men and horses, tied up his dogs and went to look for the foreigners aggressively.

When he found Feliciano Carranza, he said to his men: "Let the dogs out and bite them."

This is called - the landlord lets the dogs loose, the lackeys let the dogs loose.

A group of local dogs howled and rushed into the team brought by Feliciano Carranza, and there was a sudden burst of chickens and dogs.

"ah……"

When a dog bites and won't let go, even hitting and kicking it will be useless.

One person's leg was bitten with blood, and he couldn't open the dog's mouth.

Feliciano Carranza became angry, took the gun off his back, and shot the dog in the head.

boom!

The dog's brains were sprayed all over the floor.

Urquidy Gomez was shocked: "How dare you shoot?"

He didn't expect the other party to be armed, so his group only had sticks and whips at best.

Urquidi Gomez turned the horse's head: "Let's go back and get the gun."

They also have guns.

When they evacuated, the townspeople advised Feliciano Carranza: "You go quickly, Urquidi Gomez works for Don Camilo Torric, and they will not give up."

Obviously, Feliciano Carranza is not an easy person to deal with. He looked ferocious: "Then let him try and see if he can scare me!"

The townspeople shook their heads: "You are the only one here with a gun, but Urquidi Gomez and the others have several guns. You can't beat them."

Feliciano Carranza thought for a while, frowned and said to everyone: "Let's go."

A good man does not suffer immediate losses.

The townspeople pointed out a path for them to walk faster.

They walked very fast, but the Chihuahua was bitten by a big dog and retreated. It limped and tried to keep up, but in the end it fell behind. It squatted on the ground and screamed sadly at the crowd.

Urquidi Gomez went back to get his gun, and a group of people roared back and forth, fighting fiercely, vowing to make the strangers look good.

They soon learned that Feliciano Carranza was leaving via a side road.

So they also took a small road to catch up.

But when they arrived near the white house, someone exclaimed: "Look, there's a body buried in that pit."

Urquidi Gomez didn't take it seriously at first, but when he approached on horseback, he rolled off the saddle and jumped on him: "Nachito, my brother, you died miserably..."

Everyone: "..."

This time, they stopped chasing Feliciano Carranza and accompanied Urquidi Gomez in mourning.

Urquidi Gomez cried for a long time and said angrily: "Who killed Nachito? I want to kill him!"

Someone looked at the white house: "Urquidi, since the stranger came, no one has seen Nachito. Do you think it could be..."

Another person echoed: "Yes, I got up to pee at night, and the whole town was dark, only here was the light on. That stranger was out at night, and everyone said it was haunted..."

Urquidi Gomez's forehead was bulging with blue veins: "I want to kill him..."

Others hurriedly grabbed him: "Don't be impulsive, I think we should ask Villa Galvez first, he was the one who took care of the house in Nachito before."

Urquidi Gomez thought it made sense, and completely forgot about Feliciano Carranza and the others, and went back to find Villa Galvez.

When the old tenant Villa Galvez saw Urquidi Gomez and his group coming aggressively, his face turned pale, his hands and feet were out of control, and he froze in place.

Urquidi Gomez grabbed Villa Galvez by the collar and asked: "Old man, tell me, was my brother Nachito killed by that foreigner?"

Villa Galvez was desperate, but after hearing the words of the fool Urquidi Gomez, he was like a drowning man who suddenly breathed fresh air.

His desperate old eyes burst out with a light that did not belong to this age: "Urquidi, I dare not absolutely say that Nachito was killed by a foreigner, but he is very suspicious. I saw him once before you all saw the foreigner. He was sneaking around Nachito's house, as if looking for some treasure."

"Have you really seen him?" Urquidi Gomez said viciously with his eyes wide open.

"Really, I swear, I saw him. But when he saw me, he left with a guilty conscience." Villa Galvez said nonsense seriously.

Someone nearby added fuel to the fire: "No wonder, no wonder, this makes sense. Maybe he wanted to move the body at night, so he stayed up late every day..."