After breakfast came up, Zhou Weiguo looked at it, and it was indeed the feeling of the north.
Whether it's noodles or buns, the share is large and large.
After sharing half of it with Liu Zhihui, he began to eat.
Liu Zhihui is not picky, in fact, there is nothing to pick.
After eating, I was stunned when I checked out, so two breakfasts, the price is quite high, it costs 50 yen, you know, they are in this hotel, a room is the price of a day After a little realization in his heart, Zhou Weiguo was not surprised.
At this stage, the Japanese army should be extremely short of materials, which has led to the high price of civilian materials.
After eating, Zhou Weiguo and Liu Zhihui went to the street and went directly to the south of the city, with gifts in their hands.
"Hey, this snow in the Northeast" Liu Zhihui carried a gift in his hand, crunched on the snow, and stepped on it very deeply.
For southerners, the snow in the north is really magical, soft and soft to step on, not easy to melt, and very dry.
Unlike the southern ones, they will be moist after a while.
"Alright."
Zhou Weiguo looked around, there were not many people on the street, not even the rickshaw was gone, such a heavy snow, but no one wanted to come out.
"Oh."
Liu Zhihui immediately reined in, looked at Zhou Weiguo stepping on his head in the snow, smiled, and stopped talking.
More than ten minutes later, the two of them stopped in front of a somewhat quaint mansion, the vermilion paint had peeled off in several places, and at the door plaque, the words of the two regular scripts had fallen off, as if they had gone through tens of millions of years.
"Knock on the door."
Zhou Weiguo spoke, since Liu Zhihui is now a servant, he has to play the identity of a good servant.
"Yes."
Then Liu Zhihui stepped forward and knocked on the iron ring of the vermilion gate.
A voice came, "Who?"
Then, the vermilion door was opened, and a middle-aged man with long braids and a short beard appeared in front of Zhou Weiguo and the others.
"Who are you?"
Zhou Weiguo smiled and stepped forward, "This gentleman, my surname is Zhou, I just returned from overseas, and I was funded by the lord of your house a few years ago, and now I am here to thank you." ” The middle-aged man frowned, he didn't remember such a thing, but maybe it was his father who did it, and then spoke, "You guys wait a minute, I'll ask." ” "Thank you."
Zhou Weiguo smiled and nodded, in the Qing Dynasty, there were still many officials who had sponsored some children to go to school, for example, Zhang Xun, who asked Pu Yi to be reinstated, had sponsored many children in the same province.
Seeing Zhou Weiguo's polite appearance, the middle-aged man also smiled back, and then walked inside, ready to ask the old man.
Liu Zhihui's eyes widened, watching Zhou Weiguo open his eyes and talk nonsense, there are some things, he doesn't know, but he is still very curious, how did Zhou Weiguo come up with such an excuse Moreover, looking at this house, it shouldn't be a small person, it looks more like a Manchu relict or a Manchu relict with status Zhou Weiguo and Liu Zhihui stood at the door and began to wait quietly, and after a while, the man walked out and nodded with a smile, "My father ordered me to take you in, but my father didn't remember that he had ever sponsored you to go to school, and he said that maybe he forgot it because he was old." ” "Thank you."
Zhou Weiguo smiled and nodded, and then followed in with Liu Zhihui.
The person he visited was indeed an old man, a former jinshi, and then a high-ranking official, when Pu Yi abdicated, he returned to his hometown to recuperate, and when the three eastern provinces fell, because of his identity, the Japanese treated him politely.
In China, this kind of official gentry and village elders have always been very experienced in local management.
If the Japanese treat him badly, then there is a risk of public outrage.
After entering the gate, Zhou Weiguo and Liu Zhihui saw the scene behind the gate, the trees were withered, and the layers were pressed down by the snow, and the road on the main road had been cleared, but there were still people still cleaning.
"Mr.
Zhou's full name is" "Zhou Wen."
Zhou Weiguo smiled, why, because the name Zhou Wen is really ordinary, everyone in the world knows Zhou Weiguo, but not Zhou Wen, so he can naturally use the name Zhou Wen to meet this old gentleman.
"Oh, Brother Zhou Wen, my father was in good health, and he walked the birds a few days ago, but after the snow yesterday, he was a little cold today."
The middle-aged man explained.
"The old gentleman should recuperate."
Zhou Weiguo nodded, "Moreover, this day is much colder than in the south." ” "But, people are old, but they don't accept old age."
The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, "It's like a child." ” Zhou Weiguo also smiled, and several people quickly arrived at a side hall.
After several people walked in, the middle-aged man closed the hall door again.
Zhou Weiguo looked at the gray-haired man who was still sitting on a collapse and still had long braids, and smiled, "Zhou Wen has seen the old man. ” "Oh Zhou Wen" The old man frowned, wanting to think about the existence of this name in his mind, but he didn't seem to find it, "I don't have an impression." ” Zhou Weiguo hooked the corners of his mouth, "If it wasn't for the old man's funding, Zhou Wen would not have been able to complete his studies. ” "That's it" The old man nodded, and he didn't deny it, first, he really couldn't remember, and second, if the person in front of him was not the person he funded, it would be interesting, and he had to see what he meant.
"Therefore, the junior prepared a gift this time, and asked the old gentleman to accept it."
Zhou Weiguo looked at Liu Zhihui and motioned for Liu Zhihui to hand over the things to the middle-aged man.
Liu Zhihui nodded and handed the gift box in his hand to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man is quite happy, looking at the packaging of this box, it looks like it is worth a lot, his father, although he is not a poor life, but he gives people roses, and his hands have fragrance, but now he sees someone to return the favor.
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Smiled and took it with both hands, and heard Zhou Weiguo say, "This is the best century-old ginseng." ” The middle-aged man nodded, put the box in front of his father, and opened it.
The old man looked at the good-looking ginseng and nodded, but suddenly, he saw something, his face changed suddenly, his brows tightened, and he closed the box, "Boss, the guests are here, go and prepare refreshments." ” The middle-aged man was stunned, then nodded and bowed, "Yes, father." ” "Come, sit."
Seeing this, the old man asked Zhou Weiguo to sit down again.
"Thank you, sir."
Zhou Weiguo smiled and nodded, sure enough, people are old and fine, although sometimes they look old and dazzled, but Zhou Weiguo took a gamble, and on the inner cover of the box, the three words "East Three Provinces" were written, isn't it the current puppet Manchukuo As a widow, the old man is very clear: