Chapter 128

Originally, the original owner of such a life was very satisfied. Although he had no friends, relatives or reasons, and the people around him laughed at his poverty, he still had the most cherished book.

Unfortunately, such a good scene is not long. Foreign allied forces came.

These savage monkeys ransacked the capital in the north, and even the master Buddha's summer resort was set on fire.

The capital of the ancient country has been hit by disasters. What's more, he is now in Guangzhou Province, which has the most foreigners, the most miscellaneous troops and the most chaotic resistance forces.

So that night, the big families and major landmark buildings in the city were in bad shape. In the name of justice, the foreigners who could finally rush in and rob the country for a long time opened their way of burning, killing, looting and plundering.

This night, there was a river of blood. In front of foreign guns and guns, the flesh and blood at the forefront were as vulnerable as paper paste.

On that night, the original owners who thought they lived in civilian areas were not spared.

After finding that the people here were bullied, the soldiers of these multinational forces scattered in a swarm and carried out their own plans to plunder wealth.

A mindless team broke into the civilian area trembling with the sound of killing in the city.

It opened the way for them to rob at a loss.

The original owner who saw this scene abandoned his cowardly temper and burst out all the courage of his life after someone broke into his house.

Unfortunately, it is meaningless resistance after all.

'Bang'

Deal with him, a gun.

When he was unwilling to fall down, he heard the foreigner who robbed him. After seeing his so-called treasures that were desperately protected, he shouted and scolded with disdain: "spit! I thought there was a golden mountain and silver mountain hidden at home. Unexpectedly, it was a pile of broken books!"

"I've burned this kind of thing a lot in the big families in the streets ahead. This stupid thing really treats this kind of thing as a treasure."

"Bad luck! It cost me a bullet in vain."

With the falling of these words, the foreigner holding half Chinese and foreign words hit the flint in his hand and threw it in the direction of the two boxes full of books.

Lest the books burn fast enough, he spilled the kerosene lamp on the original owner's table.

"Hula, Hula"

Dry books, ignited by oil fire, quickly burned, ignited the box, and ignited the edge of the wooden structure house.

"Out of the water! Is there anyone inside? Come and put out the fire!"

In the same wooden houses around, Hula rushed out a group of fire-fighting people, and saw the original owner who had burned his efforts for many years, and finally lost his will to survive. As soon as his eyes were closed, he heard words like the sound of nature.

"Do you have any unfinished wishes? We can help you realize them, as long as you can pay a little price."

"What price?"

"Life!"

For a few books, not your own life?

"Deal!"

There are such people.

"However, my wish is not only to save my own books, but also to preserve more precious books in this chaotic war day. It is not only the wealth of the whole country, but also the continuation of our nation. Knowledge is the most precious wealth."

Look, how great this wish is. The xiaoforget Book met a client who didn't make a wish based on his personal wish for the first time.

While admiring this man's great integrity, he took over the task for his host.

Who cares whether the task is to save more books? Who cares whether the client can be satisfied at the end of the task? Anyway, there is nothing difficult to get his own host's boundless face.

The fearless laugh and forget book brought Gu Zheng to this world. After receiving all the memory of the original owner, Gu Zheng loosened his hand holding the pigtail behind his head, touched his trouser pocket, and shouted to the bartender in charge of wine warming: "another glass of wine!"

After saying this, he subconsciously looked at the small dish water card hanging behind the bartender. In the classification of the cheapest penny, he ordered two plates of wine and vegetables for himself: "another plate of fennel beans and a plate of salt boiled bamboo shoots."

Huh? Wait, why does this dish look so familiar?

Before Gu Zheng thought it over, the bartender in charge of warming wine across the street joked with him: "ouch, Mr. Gu is rare and generous this time. Isn't it just a small dish on weekdays?"

None of your business? I would like to do it.

Gu Zheng, who was ridiculed, was in a bad mood and gave the other party a white eye. However, after his fennel beans were brought up and a circle of little carrot heads were quickly surrounded under his feet, he suddenly remembered why the scene was so familiar.

Knowing that this was not a world, Gu Zheng was playful at this time. He was very forthright and took more than a dozen beans on the plate in his hand and distributed them one by one. When the group of dirty children like beggars continued to stretch out their hands, he lifted his robe and shook his head and said the following classic lines: "Not much, not much! How much? Not much!"

Unfortunately, why didn't the original owner have a surname of Kong?

At this point, Gu Zheng amused himself, but when he finished laughing and looked up at the bartender who was warming the wine, the other party looked at him with the eyes of a nervous patient, which made him embarrassed and coughed twice: "what? Can't read? You know the beans of fennel beans, ah, no, is it how fennel words are written?"

"I don't know!" the bartender who didn't follow the script shook his head. "Because I can't read at all!"

"But when it comes to counting, I'll still count. Mr. Gu, you already owe us 9 Wen. When will you return it?"

When asked about the money, Gu Zheng withered. He subconsciously touched his pocket: "next time, next time, just write down today's account! Pay it back together!"

"OK! Thanks for your patronage. Mr. Gu has two cups of rice wine and two dishes on credit. He owes a total of 19 Wen!"

Do you want to roar so hard? How can a thin skinned person like yourself live!

Gu Zheng licked his face and poured the yellow rice wine into his stomach with one mouthful. The warm wine warmed his intestines and stomach in an instant.

The entrance is long, and the fine product is sweet. Add a pickled bamboo shoot tip and chew a unique bean. It has a special taste in your heart.

All the flavors of life are chewed and swallowed slowly!