Chapter 130 Niu Tianci Biography (24) - Dog with horns

In the miscellaneous courtyard, Tianci understood many things.The postman lives in the north house, he is the most senior, he doesn't care much about people, he goes in and out with his head down in the morning and evening, as if he is always thinking about the house number in his mind.The few small businesses were friends; Mr. Tiger was also in business, so they were very affectionate to him, exchanging knowledge with each other, and sometimes quarreled, and then broke up after the quarrel, and no one remembered the other.Pulling a cart has the lowest status, but no one dares to mess with him. He can drink as much as he wants, so he can do whatever he wants.Everyone is very polite to Tianci, and they all call him "Mr."The more he liked them, the more polite they were.He smelled different from them, as if.The women felt embarrassed when they saw him in the courtyard.He learned to speak their words, discuss their affairs, act in their ways, and judge with their reasoning; he was himself after all, and they did not recognize him as a fellow.Their methods of business are not honest, they pride themselves on their cunning, but they are very much like friends to each other.They can fight for a small amount of money; when it comes to real difficulties, everyone refuses to stand idly by, because they have a sense of loyalty.They are dirty, restless, and often beat their children.Tianci can see that these are just because they have no money, not inherently messy.They all have strength, a heart, and a sense of responsibility. So many of their children are treasures, although they often beat them.He is not as good as them, he has no strength, no ideas, and can think wildly.What they know is closely related to life, and they don't understand anything farther away.They are bound by some kind of force, and they have no time to meddle in their own business.Take what you grab and send it to your mouth.He pitied them, and at the same time knew his uselessness.Did they call him "Sir" in respect, or in mockery?He can't decide.

He wanted to solemnly help Lord Tiger, he had to become one of them.The Dragon Boat Festival is coming, Mr. Tiger is eager to make a business, in addition to fruit, he also adds rice dumplings, and even Mrs. Yueya is busy, she has to take care of washing rice, soaking dates, cooking leaves, and making rice dumplings.The business was really good, Tianci was happy, put down the book, and nailed it to the stall one day.His face turned red, he ate deliciously, and his strength grew.He felt that he had something real.The neighbors all praised: "Mr. has gained some energy!" He didn't love this "Mr.", but secretly rejoiced that he had gained strength.Before the festival, the old Tian and his wife in Dongwu had a fight, and he went to persuade him to try his strength; he was beaten by the Tian's couple; after the fight, he was still lying on the ground.Everyone felt sorry for "Sir", and "Sir" also admitted that he was "Sir".

The day before the festival, the streets were extremely lively.Lord Tiger came back from the market before the sun came out, carrying cherries, mulberries, and red apricots.Mrs. Crescent Moon made rice dumplings for midnight.Tianci also got up early to prepare for the festival.The streets are filled with the smell of business, and the smell of money rust and meat fills the air.In this atmosphere, Tianci forgets everything and only cares about business, he will follow everyone's play.His head was sweating, his coat was unbuttoned, the purple juice of black mulberry was all over his hands and wrists, and a fly landed on his nose.He was doing business in a lively manner, taking in tenors and tucking them in his belt, throwing coppers into the pineapple with a clatter, and chewing on a banana in his mouth.When he had a little free time, he filled the spout with water, put his hands on his waist, and whispered softly: "It's cheap here, black and white mulberries and big cherries!" He was fighting against the opposite stall: " Eight cents here, don’t buy that one, hey!” The busier Mr. Hu is, the less he talks, and he often miscalculates: “Fucking two cents more!” Tianci took it over: “That’s okay, My buddy, let’s eat meat tomorrow! Hey, the old lady wants cherries, they must be 16 taels a catty, that’s right!” At such a time, when he turned his head, Di Wenying was standing by the stall.She is still so thin, with curved eyebrows, and steady.She didn't nod to him, didn't smile, just gave him a look, and walked away quickly without panic.

Tianci wood is there, forgetting that he is in business, he hates business!Without saying a word, he put on his thirty-cent straw hat and left. After walking for a day, I didn't come back until the sun set. Master Tiger wished he could eat him: "Where have you been?!" He kept silent, packed his things in a straw hat, and frowned. The next day was the festival, he told Lord Tiger that he was going to strike. "You're on strike? I'll beat your shit out! What's the matter with you?" "It's nothing, I don't have to do business!" Mrs. Crescent Moon was afraid that the two of them would quarrel, "Come on, help me, we will stop working tomorrow; if you don't sell them, how many will you sell today?! Look at me!"

Tianci's heart softened: "Okay, just help today!" "You are simply no joke!" Master Hu was really anxious. "Don't talk, let's go!" Mrs. Hu mediated. After ten o'clock, the festive items were almost sold out, and Tianci thought of the meat: "Master Tiger, take it away; is there any business in the second half of the day? Let's go eat meat." Mr. Hu agreed, thinking that Tianci reminded him of the festivities of previous years; the money was already full of pine cones, so Mr. Hu would be considerate of others. "I really want to send something to Mama Ji!" Tianci said while tidying up. "It's over the holidays. The family should stay at her mother's house for two days. If you send her there, just watch Mama Ji. I also rest for two days. Anyway, I don't have anything to sell now. We have to add sour plum soup after the festival, right?"

Just as he was closing the stall and chatting, a tall man with big eyes and a small black beard passed by in front of the stall, carrying two snack boxes.He glanced at Tianci, and Tianci also glanced at him, feeling familiar.He did.After walking not far, he came back again, standing by the stall and looking at Master Hu.Master Hu thought he was a shopper, so he took the effort to close the stall and stop serving him, and didn't greet him. "Are you Master Tiger, my Yin'er?" said the tall man. "What? Teacher Wang?!" They jumped up together. "Grow a beard?!" "It's not me!" The big eyes widened, and he pulled his sleeves. "I've found it everywhere, but I can't find you. Fulong is gone, other businesses have collapsed, and the house is lived in by someone else. I heard that the old man and the old lady have passed away. What's going on? What's going on?" They argued. In other words, no one bothered to pack things anymore.

"It's not working here, let's go, go to eat, my invitation; if you don't invite me, you're a dick!" Teacher Ji swore first. "Have to wait to put away the things?" Lord Tiger said. "Do you have to go home and tell Mrs. Hu?" Tianci said. "What is it? Mrs. Tiger? Are there any cubs? Take it away, Mr. Tiger, God sent you to go and have a word, let's eat outside; come back and see Mrs. Tiger." Tianci had never run so fast before, and he was not afraid of falling, because he didn't fall because he was not afraid.When I got home, I just said outside the window: "Teacher Wang, please eat," Motou ran back.

Master Hu has already left things with Lao Hei.Teacher Wang's dim sum was originally bought for the old man Niu, and it was temporarily placed there.The three of them went to find a restaurant, and the stove was closed during the festival, only a mutton restaurant was open as usual. "That's enough," Teacher Wang led the way, "I'll have a good meal another day." Teacher Wang must ask them to order, no matter what, they have to order, they really can't order; Teacher Wang yelled like a fight.They randomly asked for two, and Teacher Wang added eight more.Then ask him what he drinks.Tianci doesn't know how to drink, and Lord Tiger doesn't have a lot of it.Teacher Wang wanted to do nothing for nothing, so he ordered some rice wine for them. "Ten years in a flash, hey!" Teacher Wang looked at Tianci: "I dare not recognize it on the street, dare not recognize it! Lord Tiger has also changed, but I can still recognize him. I am much older myself, much older Already!" He wiped his black beard.

Wang Baozhai is indeed older, but he is still so energetic; his face is a little fatter, with a small black beard, he looks like a big shopkeeper.He made a fortune.Taking the one thousand yuan from the old man Niu, he went to Tianjin, and it was not short to Shanghai.He does everything, he does it when he wants to make money.He smuggled oriental goods, and occasionally brought some cigarettes, and was entrusted by his friends to sell stolen goods on his behalf.But he is also becoming more and more kind to his friends.Making money with black hearts, but making friends with sincerity, he is a famous person everywhere.He never forgot the old man Niu.If it weren't for the one thousand yuan, he would never be able to get it anyway.With that thousand dollars, plus his own luck, he jumped up and down.This time, he specially came to see the old man Niu.He couldn't remit that little money, he had to send it in person, the old man Niu was kind to him.

He asks about godsend.Tianci narrated it like a story, and Mr. Hu would add some short and accurate supplementary materials at any time.While letting them eat vegetables, Teacher Wang gave them some ideas: "Selling fruit is not a big deal!" He thought that Yuancheng's roots were rotten, and the two businesses could not be restored; the two houses could still be brought back.But there are also difficulties, since there is of course a time limit for betting out, even if you have money to redeem it right away.Besides, it's useless to redeem it: "The two fruit sellers live in two big houses, it's outrageous! Don't worry, we are old friends! Eat vegetables!" There is only one good way, just sell the house : If the pawnbroker is willing to pay some more money, the house will belong to him after a clean break.If he is unwilling, or if the change is too little, he will sell it elsewhere.This is naturally very troublesome, because the deed paper is not in the hands of Tianci.But there is a way, Mr. Wang has a way; if we have to go to court, we have to fight it.Mr. Wang is going to do it. He has a wide eyelid now, he has someone rich, and if he loses the lawsuit—or even plans to lose—he has to fight for it. "Once it's sold, will my family come again?" Lord Tiger asked.

"Lock them all to the yamen." Teacher Wang's face was already red, and he pulled his sleeves vigorously: "We have people in the yamen, and we have people in the army. If you are a good Mr. Hu, we Wang Baozhai can't be ignored as a friend! Shandong has a great strength!" After dinner, Teacher Wang's gown was as wet as if it had been washed, and he wiped it with five towels. "Where are you going?" They had nowhere to go. "Let's do it, do what you want. We won't see each other tomorrow. I'll see some friends. If you want to find me, go to Wanlai Store at Nantou, South Street. Take those two boxes of snacks home, and I won't be there." I went to Lao Hei. Say hello to Mrs. Hu for me first! Where do you live?" Tianci lent a pen to the teacher to write down the address.The teacher is in his fifties, and his eyes are a little blurred. He took out his big crystal sunglasses and looked at it: "I said you are smart. Look at this handwriting. How about I find you a writing job? I'm a dick." !" He opened the meal account, and handed over ten yuan bills to Mr. Hu: "Buy Mrs. Hu something to eat." Godsends are back home.After eating too much, he became sleepy on the road; lying on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep, he thought about Teacher Wang.Get up and have to talk to Master Hu: "Master Tiger, can the teacher really find something for you?" "Where to find out!" Master Hu was also sleepy and humbled. "Give her ten yuan a piece; it's none of my business!" Master Hu had already given ten yuan to Mrs. Crescent Moon, and he couldn't withhold her. "If we find something, we won't use it for business?" "The horoscope has not been written yet, so don't make trouble!" "Let's pack Xiaoye for a drink first, right?" "That's bad, I'm thirsty too, the roast lamb is too salty!" Mrs. Crescent Moon's crescent moon is even more slanted, and she is trying to buy Xiaoye. She has ten yuan, which is hidden in her pocket. "If you lose that ten yuan, if you don't beat you into a leaf, you'll kick me away! Put it down!" Mrs. Crescent Moon gave the ticket to Tianci, "Hold it to me, I have to make a gown first, look at mine, look!" "You guys are all the same!" Lord Tiger made a general comment. "If I become an official, Mrs. Tiger," Tianci deliberately annoyed Mr. Hu, "I will be your lover!" After drinking tea, both of them fell asleep.There were three flies crawling on Mr. Tiger's nose and eyes. He used the power of snoring to blow them away, and then sucked them back.The bedbugs on Godsend's bed come out during the day for the festival, and he will rub his back to crush the bedbugs.When they went to sleep, Mrs. Hu took out the ticket from the bag given by God, and went to the street to buy cloth—the three of them each had a coat material. She was not selfish. After waiting for two days, Wang Baozhai did not show up.Tianci couldn't hold his breath anymore.But I am too embarrassed to ask the teacher.Even if you go, you have to buy some gifts. This is the rule.Discuss with Lord Tiger.Master Hu was also afraid that Mr. Wang would slip away, but he opposed giving gifts.Godsend right and wrong don't go with gifts.The compromise solution is to put the leftover fruit in a basket, and both of them agree.When we arrived at Wanlaizhan, Teacher Wang hadn't left yet, but he had gone out, and he didn't know when he would come back.Godsend to relax a little. On the fifth day, the guys in the inn came to them and said that Mr. Wang was waiting for them at Wufuju.Both of them put on new coats, even Mr. Hu didn't complain about Mrs. Crescent Moon, the new coats are decent after all. Wufuju is the most famous restaurant in Yuncheng. It has several specialty dishes, but there are a lot of flies, and mice run around on the ground during the day.Wufuju's fortune depends on these flies and mice, and you are not allowed to hit them; once you hit them, the business will definitely go wrong. Teacher Wang watched the flies chasing each other in the private room. "Come on, guys? Sit down, take off your coat! I said, I've already ordered a few dishes, what do you want? You're a dick!" Teacher Wang's sincerity is to use the oath to seal the wine and dinner at any time , Wang Baozhai began to report: "The house is still owned by the pawnbroker. This saves trouble, although it costs two money. The two houses are worth 5,500 at the current market price, and they can't be sold for 6,000. Yuncheng is poor! I paid three thousand, and finally I can bet on it; now people are willing to find another one thousand. Fifteen thousand is one thousand. Are we waiting for the money? This is considered a stop, just waiting for you to make a bet, Godsend. This I have one thousand and five, right? Eat vegetables! As for me, I owe a thousand to the old man, and he didn’t even ask for interest, what a money! I owe you a penny a year, Godsend, It’s more than two thousand with interest, isn’t it? Have a drink! I’ll pay you back two thousand and five, okay? Together, it’s four thousand.” Teacher Wang took a breath. Pull a small dish of vegetables into your mouth. "The four thousand, I can't give it to you, you don't have to stare; eat vegetables! I have a plan: give Master Tiger five hundred, and open a small game." "Hmph, let's set up the stall first." Master Hu said very quietly, because his mouth was blocked with a mouthful of vegetables: "I haven't touched the door all the way to buy fruit, so it's good to try the stall. Besides, a big stall is no smaller than a small one." "No matter what you do, I will leave you five hundred anyway, and give it to a shop, and you can take it when you use it. We have three thousand and five God bless you to be smart. I think about it. You should go to school. Come to Peiping with me, and I will arrange you there. You go to your school, and I will do mine. I will deposit the money in the bank for you. Take 500 a year, and 2,000 in four years. The 2,000 is a living account, and the 1,500 is kept for four years. After graduation, you will have two dollars in your hand. The money is yours, and I can spend it up to me; Five hundred is enough. Is that the case?" The heart of Godsend is about to jump out, Peiping!go to school!Five hundred a year!But "I didn't even go to middle school." "That's okay!" Teacher Wang stared: "It's okay. Although I don't know anything about school, I often come and go, and people often ask me to do this. There are places that sell diplomas in Peking. Buy a middle school diploma. A few days ago, I bought one for the young master of Battalion Commander Sun. After buying a diploma, you can apply for the exam. You have to pay for it, and you can pass the exam. Let’s get a qualification. You are smart! You are not good at business, you are born It's very literary, isn't it?" "When shall we leave?" Tianci's heart had already flown out. "In two days, listen to my letter." "Leave Lord Tiger here?" Tianci was reluctant to part with Master Tiger. "What are you doing with him? Won't you come and see him during your vacation?" After dinner, everyone parted ways again, and Tianci's nose curled up again.Master Hu's family went to tidy up Tianci's bedding, Tianci asked him for a few dollars to walk around the street, and had to make some clothes. There is a white cloth western dress on the stall, the length is right, but it is a little fat, Tianci bought it for two yuan.I also bought an oriental collar and a tie that looked like flowered snakeskin, and brought them home.He asked Mrs. Crescent Moon to wash it for him, and he put his trousers under the mattress under the tide, and lay on the bed for a long time.While lying down, I was thinking: I have to buy undershirts, belts, leather shoes, foreign socks... and I have to ask for money. Lord Tiger gave him another fifteen yuan.He didn't approve of the devil's clothes, but Tianci was about to leave, so he couldn't be restrained anymore.After twenty years of work, watching him grow up, Mr. Hu felt very sad, and had to pay for it. The production and purchase are complete, and Godsend puts on the clothes.The white foreign clothes are like lotus baskets, they don't hug the waist, but only rub against the sleeves.The collar is one size too big, and there is a finger behind the hat, which rotates without wind.The trouser legs are shorter, and the thin wrists are exposed, and when the chest is raised, a large piece can be grabbed.The leather shoes are very loud, and the floral tie is also energetic.Lord Tiger said: "It's so foreign, the dog has horns!" The spirit of the whole courtyard was also lifted. "Mr." made a fortune in foreign countries, and the children whispered to him as a way of speaking foreign languages.Tianci wanted to laugh but it wasn't funny, so he put his hands in his trouser pockets, feeling at a loss. Master Hu sent them to the car, and bought a box of anti-fung powder for Tianci, in case he would get motion sickness.As the train moved, his tears fell.Tianciping was carried away by a big snake.Until the car disappeared, Mr. Tiger was still standing there. Tianci later became famous, so someone would write a biography for him,—it doesn’t have to be a book—telling what happened afterwards.This biography is a foundation, a small key to understand him.My life from my birth to my twenties is here.We still don't know who his biological parents were; probably his father, maybe his mother, was a bit of a genius.What has been written above well confirms this.Wisdom is brought by nature, as for how he will use his cleverness in the future, here is a hint.This is a biography of how a little hero of the petty bourgeoisie grew up.