The journey starts from the Titanic

"Bangxian, how do you know Mr. Situ? By looking at the attitude of the young man following him, you know that he is not a simple person."

Zhang Yanbin lit the cigarette and exhaled the smoke beautifully.

"Where can I be such a character, it's just that people have seen me once." Zhang Bang first shook his head, thinking, when he returned, French officer Raffarin had a lot of enthusiasm for his attitude, and it was probably Mr. Situ's. The reason?

"Oh!" Zhang Yanbin lowered his head and took another cigarette. "Like what Mr. Situ said, get some textbooks, open a military school or something, what do you think?"

After all, Zhang Yanbin has been a teacher, and he still has some interest in being a teacher.

"Okay! But it's better to find a few more people, just because we have to teach so many brothers to read, it is too difficult, I think we should find more people to do this together!" Zhang Bangxian said excitedly .

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"Wow! Big steamed buns, big sesame cakes! Nine-turned large intestine! Sweet and sour carp! Braised pork...Today is the holiday?" Wang Dashan looked at the rice bowl in the hands of the people who finished the cooking, standing on tiptoes and staring at the front. The window, while swallowing hard.

Today is really a holiday. The sumptuous dinner filled everyone's face with a smile. They smiled and said that everything here in San Francisco made them feel very fresh and friendly.Some people have never eaten such delicious dishes in their entire lives, and slam them into their mouths with rice bowls.

Zhang Yanbin looked at the contented smiles of these simple men and felt happy in his heart.Most of the dishes tonight are made by him with more than a dozen expert firearms, all of them are authentic Shandong dishes!The fragrant garlic and onion smell really smelled like hometown.

This had to be discussed from shortly after Situ Nan left in the afternoon. Several trucks drove into the camp, loaded with supplies for the past few days.

When Zhang Yanbin walked out curiously, he saw Lin Yimin jumping off the truck and beckoning to let himself pass.

"Mr. Zhang, didn't you say that the lunch dishes are not authentic? Now I have brought all the materials here, and now you and the guys will do it yourself!"

In this way, Zhang Yanbin made a cameo appearance for a while.

"Hey, Brother Braid, I'm going to eat food, I'm so greedy!"

A voice blasted loudly in Zhang Yanbin's ear. He looked up and saw that it was Wang Dashan with black head and black brain!

"It turns out it's you kid! What's your name, be careful I beat you!" Zhang Yanbin deliberately waved a large spoon slowly, while watching Wang Dashan's continuous drooling, his mouth smiled.

After Wang Dashan finally left contentedly, Zhong Xiu was next.

"Axiu, come over here tonight and ask you for something." Zhang Yanbin said.

"Oh! I see." Zhong Xiu replied lightly, walking back.

In the evening, the whole camp was full of joy, a row of cars drove in, and large and small packages of goods were unloaded from the cars.French commander El Raffarin finally appeared. His expression was a little dim, and his steps were not as steady as usual, but a little frivolous, but he still tried hard to hold his chest and face stern, trying to make himself look more majestic.

After a tense and orderly formation of the team, the team was rebuked by the officers, and the scene finally recovered a bit of murderous air on the battlefield.Raffarin walked to the front of the team with satisfaction and said loudly: "Thanks to our American allies and the enthusiastic people in San Francisco for bringing a wealth of condolences. This is our trust in us and support for our just cause. "

Zhang Bangxian acted as an interpreter at the camp. After Raffarin finished speaking, he interpreted. But his voice was in the developmental stage, and it sounded like a cock, very harsh, and his voice was not loud enough, so he found one. A short, sturdy, dark young man, as an artificial loudspeaker.This effect is really good.

From Heizi's loud voice, everyone knew that there was a gift to be given tonight, and everyone applauded vigorously.

Raffarin was encouraged by the applause and wanted to give an impromptu speech, but found that the eyes of the Chinese workers were all aimed at the pile of goods in front of the team, and had to wisely give up the idea of ​​eloquence.

Well, it's better to finish things quickly, and get some time to go back to the hotel to drink, play with beauties, etc. Thinking of the afternoon meeting, Raffarin is still a little bit more interested.He whispered softly, and continued to pull the male voice of the Gallic Chicken: "There is still good news to announce, that is, Mr. Lin Yimin, the representative of the North American Chinese Friendship Association who is standing next to me. These goods are also sent by Lin Yimin for condolences. Everyone, now I invite Mr. Lin to speak again."

Lin Yimin nodded and walked to the front and said, "My compatriots, let's say nothing else. With such a feat as the big guy, the big guy can be called a good guy! They are all clamorous men! Good man!"

"Mr. Lin said we are men! It's men!" Heizi shouted to the tin horn next to him, which caused thunderous applause from the audience.Lin Yimin's words resonated with these guys in a foreign country. They felt warm, proud, and felt that they had a sacred mission.

Lin Yimin waved his hand, waited for the audience to calm down, and continued: "In order to better communicate and adapt everyone to the European environment, our North American Chinese Friendship Association will send a Chinese volunteer group to help everyone translate and teach everyone some knowledge. , Try to solve problems for everyone. So if the big guy has something to do, you can ask them for help, if you can help!"

The Chinese Volunteer Group is an unofficial organization, similar to an organization like the Red Cross. It mainly coordinates Chinese workers going to Europe and issues related to Britain and France. It will not interfere with the Allied Power’s command over the Chinese industrial camps, but the unequal treatment of Chinese workers will be based on Strive for reason.

After listening to Lin Yimin, although many people are ignorant and don't know what this Chinese volunteer group does, it does not prevent these mellow men from applauding warmly.

But Zhang Bangxian and Zhang Yanbin listened to their hearts, especially Zhang Yanbin. He didn't expect that the young boy who was behind Situ Nan who he saw during the day was so good that he stood in front of thousands of people and spoke. It was not easy. , This treatment is almost the same as that of a French officer.

Good deed, a subordinate is so powerful, isn't that Mr. Situ even more remarkable?Thinking of this, Zhang Yanbin glanced at Zhang Bang next to him, with some questions and some blame in his eyes.

Chinese volunteer group?Looking at Lin Yimin with a sullen face, Raffarin smiled. It seems that the purpose of this young Chinese is not so simple on the surface, right?It is said that they will also open a school in the Chinese industrial camp?But what does it matter to me?I'm just a little major, and a major like me doesn't know how much he will die every day?The big man decides the big thing, I'll live a few days comfortably!

Lafala left with satisfaction. He left Zhang Yanbin, the head of the assistant to direct the Chinese workers. Zhang Bangxian and others distributed the allocated items to each Chinese worker.

Chapter 184: Not All Together!

After disbanding and returning to the dormitory, the anxious Wang Dashan unpacked the bulging package inside. After opening it, two sets of blue work clothes, a pair of leather boots, a leather hat, a glove, a lighter, and a A razor and a chocolate.

Hurriedly put these equipment on his body, Wang Dashan shuddered and knocked his feet triumphantly, "Look, this body, clothes, hats, gloves, leather shoes are more airy than the soldiers I have seen. !"

Wang Dashan pointed his gun at Zhong Xiu and found that Zhong Xiu ignored him, which was a bit boring.

"What is this thing used for?" Wang Dashan saw Zhong Xiu staring at the chocolate in his hand in a daze, and couldn't help asking, "Look at what is written on this iron bump? I can't understand foreigners' chicken intestines!"

Zhong Xiu put the chocolate back in her arms, glanced at Wang Dashan, who looked like a man, and replied: "This is not called iron lump, it is called a lighter! The brand on it is called ZIPPO, and the Chinese name is Zippo lighter, which is a good thing. Only high officials in the country can afford it."

Zhong Xiu gently slammed the lighter, with a clear metallic sound, and the flame slowly rose up. The blue flame seemed to have returned to the gradually dilapidated home. A skinny man leaned on the pit, holding this A long smoke gun, while sucking the smoke passing through the pipe, the air is filled with the scent of intoxication, and the faint light reflects the deep collapsed face, freezing a drunken and contented sickness Emoji!

Alas, a woman next to her was standing at the door, watching this scene worriedly, shook her head, covered the eyes of a kid who was waist-high, then turned and left heavily.

Since sensible, such scenes have often appeared in Zhong Xiu's life.An originally prudent family was gradually ruined because of his fallen father.Everything was pawned, only in exchange for the man's excitement and satisfaction, but the mother and son starved.

The once young grandmother wanted to help others to wash clothes, once a young master endured humiliation to go to school, once knew that the cruel man wanted to pawn the woman in the family, the anger from the bottom of his heart made the 17-year-old The boy "killed" the incurable father of the drug addict. Unfortunately, instead of succeeding, he was kicked out.

Later, he wandered to the recruitment bureau set up by the British and followed the trend to the Chinese industrial camp.On the way to San Francisco, the long journey, coupled with the depressive atmosphere on the boat, once made Zhong Xiu, a frustrated teenager, desperate. For him a few days ago, jumping into the sea was a big temptation.

Don't know how is the house?I hope my mother will be fine when I go in the future, otherwise those damn guys can't expect a good end!Zhong Xiu thought.

With a "ding", Zhong Xiu retracted the lighter and put it in his pocket.This is a good habit. At this moment, Zhong Xiu doesn't know that it was this lighter that helped him block a bullet.

After a while, Zhang Bang came first. He said to Zhong Xiu: "Axiu, I know you have gone to school and know a lot. That's it, we are going to cooperate with the Chinese volunteer group to build a school in the Chinese industrial camp. When it’s okay, organize everyone to learn Braille and learn a few words of foreign language. Then you can communicate with others when you go to Europe, but we don’t have many teachers here, so I hope you will also participate." Zhang Bang looked forward to watching. Zhong Xiu said, "At the same time, if you are a teacher, the treatment is equivalent to translation, and there is a subsidy of 10 yuan per month."

"Okay! I'll participate!" Zhong Xiu agreed without thinking.He knew that the treatment of translators in the Chinese industrial camp was almost the best. There was no need to do coolies and the money was so much. Why not do it?

"Then say so!" Zhang Bang first left happily.In fact, the subsidy for the teachers in the camp comes from the Nanyang Foundation, and the Nanyang Foundation is preparing to win over the prestigious people in the Huagong Camp through the camp school, and through these people will slowly lead them to become part of the Nanyang business. Supplementary strength.

"Literacy is just a suck! I don't have such a good life. I didn't have money to go to school when I was a child. I either did farm work or hunted after adults. Or, Axiu, you teach me how to write?" Wang Dashan said.

"Row!"

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San Francisco, Anliangtang branch.

Chen Tianming was walking around in the room, the yellow light shining on his national character face, his brows frowned, as if he was entangled by something, the tea on the coffee table was cold.

In the past two years, Anliangtang’s San Francisco branch has made a lot of money thanks to its shareholding in Meihua Trading Company. Some elderly people in the hall have begun to covet Meihua Trading Company, and frequently intervene in Meihua. The affairs of the trading company were blocked by Zeng Li's name every time.

Not only that, after two capital injections by Meihua Trading Company, Anliangtang’s shares have been diluted from 30% to less than 10%. It is even more difficult to intervene with Meihua Trading Company.

This made some people in the hall even more dissatisfied with Meihua Trading Company, thinking that the other party crossed the river to demolish the bridge and wanted to annex Anliangtang's shares.To put it bluntly, it is jealous.

"Those guys don’t know the heights of the sky and the earth, and they have been doing their best in Chinatown. They don’t know that Meihua Trading Company is what they can move? You are jealous, you can only be jealous! Now Anliangtang cannot do without Meihua, and It's not that Meihua can't live without Anliangtang. If you fall out with the other party, it is estimated that you will be injured. No, you can't let those people mess around!"