Chapter 10 Chapter 10: I don't know anything in the cell

The rigging department of the police station, which is called the cell by those who are arrested, is a large room shaped like a storeroom in a steamship, in which the various cables commonly called rigging are kept. on numerous shelves in the room.The only difference is that here instead of ships' cables on the racks lie ordinary dwarfs. In the middle of the cell stood an iron stove, from which a long chimney protruded across the room.A few dwarfs were sitting around the iron stove, baking potatoes on the hot ashes.From time to time, someone would open the oven door, pick out cooked potatoes from the soot, blow them vigorously, and throw them alternately, so that the potatoes would cool down.The other dwarfs sat on shelves, or simply on the floor, and each went about his business: some were mending tattered clothes with needles, some were playing pinball with others, and some were telling stories about themselves to anyone who would listen. Tragedy in a lifetime.

There were no windows in the room, only a small electric lamp hung high from the ceiling.The light was very dim, and it really could only illuminate a little place under the nose.When Quan Zhi walked into the cell and the cell door slammed shut behind him, he began to rub his eyes with his hands, trying to see something clearly in the haze.But it didn't work, just wiped the ink from his hands all over his face. As soon as the newcomer was seen, some of the most curious little ones jumped down from the shelf and ran up to him.Knowing no fear, he stepped back, leaning his back against the door, ready to defend himself.The dwarfs saw that they didn't know how to smear their faces, and couldn't help laughing out loud.I don't know that there is no need to be afraid, and a smile appears on my face.

"Why have you been sent to us? What have you come here for?" asked the little ones. "I don't understand myself, brothers!" said Quan Mo. "They say I stole something worth 20 million: I don't know if it's Fenrik or Fikik..." Loud laughter drowned out his words. "Probably Fielding." Someone reminded. "Yes, yes, brethren, it's Fielding. And I, really, have no idea what this Felky... this Fenriky..." It was well known to all that Fielding was money, and therefore ignorance was taken as a very witty joke. "I see, you are a joker!" said a little man standing in the front.

The little man has no shirt on.He didn't know he was mending a small hole in his shirt when he entered the room, so he was still standing there with a needle in his hand. "Well, assuming you really didn't take anything from them," said a little man with a round head and short hair, "but they always catch you for some mistake?" "Really, brethren, nothing wrong. I just ate lunch in the cafeteria, and the guy said, 'Give me the money.' I didn't take any money from him!" Everyone burst into laughter again. "So you didn't pay for your lunch?

"What money? Brothers, tell me, what is your money here?" "Okay, stop talking!" someone said afterwards. "It's enough to make a joke!" "I'm not kidding, brethren! I really don't know what money is." "All right, all right! You still say you fell to us from the moon." "No, brothers, why from the moon! I flew to you from the earth." "Well, that's not quite the right idea of ​​yours," said the little man with the short hair. "Then where are we? We are on Earth." "No, brethren, you are on the moon."

"You talk too much!" said the little man without the shirt, laughing. "Then where do you say the moon is? The moon surrounds the earth. Where is it, on top!" He pointed upwards with a needle in his hand. "The moon—it's the pillar of the sky, and the earth—the pillar of the earth. It's written in all the books. Our earth spins like a top inside the moon. Understand?" "I know that," Quan Mo replied. "But I didn't know that your Earth was also called Earth. I was talking about another Earth, a planet, and it was there, far, far away, outside your outer moon."

"So, where did you fly from?" Short Hair asked pretending to be surprised. "It's from there." Quan Mo said with certainty. "Oh, that's right! Then go and wash your face, boy, you got too dirty flying." Quan didn't know to go to the washbasin and wash up under the faucet.The little man argued.Some said that he did not know that he was deliberately making up lies to fool the police;The dwarf who didn't wear a shirt said that he didn't know at all, probably because he was confused by reading too much, because the book did say that there are some big planets and stars outside the outer moon, and dwarfs seem to live on them.So he thinks he flew to us from this kind of planet.A madman always thinks of himself as some great man, a famous man, a brave traveler.

At this moment, after washing his face, Quan Wu asked, "Where are your towels?" "I still want this!" the short hair snorted. "This is a cell, not a hotel, understand? Luxuries like towels aren't available here." "Then how do you wipe your face?" "You can do it without wiping. If you want to sit by the stove, sit down and it'll be done in a minute." Don't know, he went to the stove and sat down next to the little dwarf who was warming himself by the fire.Short hair also sat next to each other. "Then you really don't know what money is?" he asked completely ignorant.

"Really." Don't know the answer. "Then I should show you." The short-haired guy took out a few copper coins from his pocket. "Look," he said. "This smallest coin is called a Sankiq; this, the larger one, is a Twoshankiq; here's another coin of the same kind, also a Twoshankiq, and here are two Fiveshankiqs, see That is to say, I have fifteen shankirks. A hundred shankirks is a Fielding." "Why do you want them Sanjik?" asked Omniscient. "What are you doing?" the short-haired man asked strangely. "You can buy anything you want with them."

"What - buy?" I don't know what to do. "What a fool! Buy—that's what buy," explained Shorthair. "Let's say you have a hat, and I, you see, have fifteen mountain quicks. I'll give you fifteen mountain quicks, and you'll give me your hat. Will you?" "Why did I give the hat to someone?" Quan Mo said. "Hats can be worn on the head. What's the use of Sanjik? Are they copper or round." "Looks like you're a real donkey! A man with Sankik can buy anything with it. Like, would you like something to eat?" "Not yet."

"Well, it's time to think about it soon. What do you do when you want to eat? If you have money, you can buy food. If you don't have money, you will be hungry." "Agreed." A short man with a lock of hair on his forehead whispered to Quan Shi who was sitting beside him. "Short hair is right. Let's buy some potatoes with the fifteen mountain kirks and bake them in soot. They're delicious, you know!" "Correct!" the short hair continued. "Take the money while I give it back. Fifteen Mountain Kirks for the hat, and it's not bad. Nobody's going to pay more anyway." As he spoke, he pulled the light blue cap off Omniscient's head, and at the same time thrust the coin into his hand. "Take it, take it, don't hesitate!" said the little man with the bristling lock of hair, smiling. "Now let's go buy potatoes and have a delicious meal!" "Where can I buy potatoes?" asked Omniscient. "You give me the money, and I'll do it. Here, you know, it's a prison after all, not a grocery store." The man with the bristling lock of hair took the coin from Quan Shi.He quietly put the ten-mountain kiq into his pocket, clutching the five-mountain kiq in his hand, walked to the door, and knocked three times in a low voice.There was a snap of the door lock, and the cell opened a crack, and the little policeman we already knew poked his head in the door. "I say, baboon," whispered the prickly hair, "get the potatoes from Five Hills Kiek, man. We want to organize a little party with potatoes for the newcomers." "Well, here's the money," said Baboon. Put your hair up and hand him the money.The door closed again.After a while, the door opened again, and the little baboon stuffed a paper bag containing potatoes into his hair. "You see what to do? You can't do anything if you have money, brother!" said the bristle-haired braggart, and dumped the potatoes from his pocket on the floor in front of the stove. "What is this?" Quan Wu asked strangely. "What is what? You didn't see it. It's a potato." "Why are potatoes so small?" Potatoes are really small.Each potato is only as big as a pea in a bean.I don't know how to look at the potatoes, look at them, and even laugh.The short-haired man exchanged glances with the dwarfs, and secretly twisted his forehead with a finger, as if he wanted to use this action to say that he was completely ignorant. "There's nothing funny about that. Potatoes are good, nothing better than this," said the hair sticking up. "Hmph, the potatoes in our place are not like that!" Quan Mo said. "Our potatoes are so big!" Quan Mo spread his arms to the sides, as if intending to hug the elephant. "Our potatoes grow so big that they can't be pulled out of the ground. We only dig the small ones, and no one wants to touch the edges of the big potatoes. It just stays in the ground like that." "Okay," said Stiff Hair, "let's put the potatoes in the oven and bake them, and then you'll tell the fairy tales." "I'm not telling a myth at all. I'm telling the truth," Quan Zhi said. "Everything here is a tiny bit small; apples - as small as fists; pears - can't see; raspberries - lick and they're gone; strawberries - like little fingernails; cucumbers - like little fingers ..." "The strawberries in your place are big, or what?" the short hair asked. "Our strawberries - so big! A dwarf can't lift them. Our raspberries - so big! Cucumbers are the size of a dwarf, as are tomatoes. Watermelons are two stories tall." "He doesn't even blush when he lies!" someone said. "He lied like it was a joke!" echoed the short hair. "I'm not lying, brothers! You'll see for yourselves. We brought you the seeds of our plants. There were cucumbers, tomatoes, watermelons, beets, carrots, radishes..." "Where are these seeds?" "In the rocket." "Where's the rocket?" "The rocket is over there." Quan Zhi pointed up with his finger. "On your moon." "Ha-ha-ha!" There was a roar of laughter. The one who laughed the loudest was the one who sewed the shirts. "I say, boy, what a clever idea you have!" he said. "Go there and try." "Is it difficult to get there?" Quan Mo asked. "So far, no one seems to have been there except you." "Then we have to figure out a way." Quan Mo said. "Think about it, old man. We don't keep anyone thinking about things here." "Why are the rockets there and you here?" asked a little man with black eyes darting around uneasily. "No, we landed on the moon, that is, we landed on the surface of the moon. Later, Xiaobao and I entered a cave, and I fell into a hole, and we came here." "So you really fell on us from the moon?" "Really." Don't know for sure. "Maybe it's all in your dreams?" "I'm telling the truth, not a dream." "Well, since it wasn't a dream, something like this should be celebrated," the short-haired man continued. "Just in time, the potatoes are ready. You're going to treat your new friends with potatoes, aren't you? What's your name?" "I don't know." "I say, brethren!" announced the short-haired man solemnly. "On the occasion of the arrival of the unknown on our planet, he treats you with potatoes!" The moon runts all hummed approvingly.Reaching out in all directions, peeling potatoes out of the soot.There was an instant commotion by the fire.For a few months the Ballers even got into fights with each other.After a while, the potatoes were gone, and when Quan Wuzhi put his hand into the stove, there was nothing in it. "Why, don't you even have a potato?" Asked sympathetically with erect hair. "Look for it, brother. There should still be there." But I didn't know that no matter how I turned it over, I only got coal dust all over my body. "Well, blame yourself. Serve it right!" said the short hair. "Next time you won't look stupid. Do you know what kind of people here are? They can cut off the soles of your shoes as you walk. You can't feel it when you pull your nose off, idiot, you, idiot !" "Don't call me an idiot!" Quan Zhi got angry. "Give me back my hat! I won't talk to you anymore!" "Why, give you back the hat? You sold me the hat. In that case, give me back the money." "I don't have much money!" "Brothers, look at him!" Shorthair shouted. "He sold me the hat himself, and now he's asking for it!" "Don't you fool around, Shorthair! Give him back the hat. It was you and Shuhair who tricked him on purpose," said a thin, pointy-nosed little man named Kid Goat. "What?" cried Shorthair, beating the kid. "Pick up your hair, did you hear what he said? Come on, clean him up!" With vertical hair and clenched fists, he rushed at the little goat, but was beaten by the little goat and flew aside.The short-haired man rushed to help his friend, and the two of them beat their opponents with their fists.A few dwarfs jumped to protect the kid, and a few more dwarfs jumped to help the hair up and the short hair.Immediately a group fight broke out.After a while, the entire cell was beaten to the point of wailing, screaming, moaning, and moaning.Many dwarfs don't even know how to get started.Two dwarfs climbed onto the upper shelf.One leaned down and hit the heads of the people running around with a stick, and the other spat on everyone's heads.A chubby little man scooped hot soot from the stove and held it up to his opponents' eyes.There are all kinds of belongings flying around in the air: water glasses, spoons, vegetable bowls, and even leather shoes.The iron stove was overturned, and the smoke from the stove poured directly into the house. In the midst of all this confusion, no one heard the rattle of a key in the lock.The cell door swung open, and four policemen rushed in like a whirlwind: the little baboon, the little cigar, the little bean dregs, and the little knocker.All four of them were wearing rubberized anti-electricity cloaks with hoods, and they were holding extra-thick modified high-voltage electrified batons in their hands.They rushed to crowded places and poked the fighters with electric batons: on the forehead, on the nose, or simply on the neck and the back of the head.Electric sparks crackled and flew everywhere.The dwarfs who were shocked by the electric shock fell down one after another like cut crops.Unaware that he received a strong electric shock to his ear, he also flipped over and fell down. The black-eyed little man, who had fallen beside him, poked him in the ribs with his hand and whispered, "Climb aside quickly. You must hide under the shelf. Hurry up!" The two crawled aside like scouts and hid under the shelf, just like two cockroaches hiding in the cracks in the ground. In less than five minutes, all the dwarfs were lying on the floor like chopping wood.Some of them just want to get up, or even move.Four policemen ran over and stabbed him with electric batons from all directions.In the end, no one wanted to stand up.Didn't even move. The policeman Baboon glanced at the battlefield with the eyes of a victor, convinced that all the dwarfs were lying still, he took a bucket of water from the tap, and poured it on the ashes that were still burning in the overturned stove .In the blink of an eye, the cell was filled with thick steam. "Here!" said the baboon, throwing the empty bucket on the floor. "This time, you don't have to take a shower!" This opinion of the little ghost baboon caused a burst of laughter from the little cigar, the little bean dregs and the little knocker.The four policemen laughed their fill, then lined up in a horizontal line and retreated to the starting position.The door slammed.The key rattled in the lock.The surroundings fell silent.It was as if there was no one left.After a while, the dwarfs who hid under the shelf at the beginning of the battle began to crawl out one by one.These are some of the most cautious people in the cell. They know that no matter what the cause of the fight, the police will come in the end, and the police will beat people regardless of reason or reason.After a while, the dwarfs who were knocked down by the batons slowly came to their senses and crawled back to their seats. All the dwarfs rested on the shelf for a while after the fight, and then began to look for their things and tidy up the room.Some dwarfs straightened the overturned stove and lit it up again.The room was gradually tidied up, and everything was found.It's just that short hair can't find an all-knowing hat everywhere. "Look at what you've done!" He murmured in ignorance. "I gave you the money, but where's the hat? I don't even have money or a hat now." "It's okay," the bristling hair comforted him. "We won't spare him. He'll pay us our hats. We'll deal with him tomorrow, and it's time for bed." They climbed back to their shelves.The little goat walked up to Quan Zhi. "I don't know. You seem to be a fool. Why did you sell your hat? Or is it that you want to go to the island of fools?" "What kind of island is this?" Quan Wu asked. "Haven't you heard anything about Fool's Island?" the little goat asked strangely. "Never heard of it at all." "Then listen to me. We can do anything here. Just don't go out in the street with your head uncovered, your shirt, your hat, or your shoes. Anyone who violates this rule will be caught by the police." , and send him to the Isle of Fools. People think that if you can't earn money to rent a house and buy clothes, that is to say, you are a hopeless fool, the best place for you is the Isle of Fools. There, at the beginning Give and drink, give you what you want, and you don't have to do anything. Just eat, drink, have fun, sleep, walk, whatever you want. The little dwarf is in They lived stupidly on the island, and gradually they became stupid, became wild, and then began to grow hair on their bodies, and finally became goats or sheep." "Impossible!" Loudly said. "That's right!" The little goat smiled. "I told you the truth." "How did the dwarf turn into a sheep there?" "Do you understand, the air is poisonous there. It's all because of the air. Everyone who doesn't work and doesn't worry is going to be a sheep sooner or later. It's good for the rich people who live on the island. At first they spend Give some money to the dwarfs to eat, so that they can be lazy, but after the dwarfs become sheep, you can feed them grass and eat without spending any money." "What is this rich man?" Quan Wu asked. "We don't have rich men there." "A rich man—a person who has a lot of money." "Why did the rich man make the dwarf a sheep?" "You don't understand! The rich man forces the workers to shear the sheep and sell them for money. They can make a lot of money!" "Why don't the rich men there themselves become sheep? Doesn't the poisonous air work on them?" "Of course the air works for them too, but a rich man can get along just fine on Isle of Fools. The rich man pays himself to build a house that cleans the air and pays the doctor to prescribe him pills." , After taking this pill, the hair will not grow so fast. Besides, there are so-called beauty parlors for rich men. If any rich man inhales a lot of poisonous air, he will go to the beauty parlor as soon as possible. There he spends some If there is no money, someone will make him a variety of medicinal porridge and face ointment, and his sheep face looks a bit like an ordinary person’s face. Of course, this kind of medicinal porridge is not always the best thing. Looking at such a rich man from a distance—— Seems like a normal little guy, but up close--he's a most ordinary sheep. He's only rich, but he's a fool, really! But we should go to bed. Let's go Find a shelf." The little goat finished. They walked up and down among the shelves, trying to find an empty space.Suddenly someone touched his shoulder.Quan Zhi raised his head, and there was that black-eyed dwarf lying on the upper shelf, and he was the one who helped Quan Zhi hide under the shelf to avoid the electric shock from the police. "Come up here," whispered Dark Eyes. "The shelf next to this is empty." Knowing nothing quickly climbed up the shelf. "I don't know, you have to get closer to me," said the black eye. "I won't let others bully you. It seems that you really came from afar and don't understand the rules here at all." "What's your name?" Nobody asked. "My name is Wink, but you can call me Little Wink." I didn't know that I was lying on the shelf, trying to sleep, but suddenly remembered the buns. "My God!" he exclaimed. "The bun is still there!" "What bun?" Little Bink asked inexplicably. Knowing nothing, he told Little Blink about how he and Little Bread flew by rocket. Little Blink said: "Don't tell anyone about this matter for the time being. No one will believe it anyway, and you can only mess things up. You have to use your brain when you do anything. In my opinion, you won't be locked up here for a long time." Yes. Let's do it this way. I'll write you a letter to a trusty little man. Go to him as soon as you're released, and he'll keep you for a while, and we'll settle the matter when we meet again. Get it done. Don't worry, we can all do it: we can rescue Little Bread and we won't be wronged. A plan has already matured in my head..." Little Blink wanted to say something, but at this moment, his eyes that knew nothing were on the stage, and he was so sleepy, as if he hadn't slept for a long time. This was his first night on the moon.