Regardless of whether Han Feng wants to admit it or not, the businessman who threw his bicycle off the high platform twice in a row succeeded.

Not only did it succeed in winning in terms of quality, not to mention selling two or three bicycles in one go, but it also left the impression of being an industrial power in the hearts of the puppet Manchukuo people who were watching around.

From this point of view, not only the puppet Manchukuo, but also the whole of China at the same time were far inferior to the Oriental people of other balls.

After watching the scene of the businessman selling bicycles, Han Feng asked passers-by and continued to march in the direction of the railway station in Liaoyang.

The puppet Manchukuo is an imperial country similar to the feudal dynasty, Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict and other slogans are indispensable, the year name Kant, 1942, is the puppet Manchukuo Kant 11 years, from Kant ten years, in the entire puppet Manchukuo set off the fever and style of the book continue to prevail.

When Han Feng was heading towards the direction of the train station, he could see young men in breeches everywhere along the way, with thin lower legs and buttons, and semi-arc upper legs, which were the pants he wore when he rode a horse and wore an Oriental sword, which was said to be simple and convenient, and looked mighty and domineering, and it became popular in many cities for some reason.

Some young people are even worse, simply keep a sanitary beard, wear a wooden Oriental knife, and sometimes step on two clogs, and say a few words, and really regard themselves as the person who shows off his might.

As everyone knows, Dong Shi is immutable, nondescript, and full of shame is written in his bones, but Tian is shamelessly not ashamed, but proud.

This is a social pathology during the puppet Manchukuo period, but it is a pity that the people were kept in the middle of it because of the invasion of culture.

As a bystander, with what he saw and heard along the way, Han Feng's mood became heavier and heavier, and he didn't know what would become like this place if the situation of puppet Manchukuo continued for a few more decades.

Maybe it's like boiling a frog in warm water, and the frog can't realize the danger he is in until he dies!

When he was thinking about these thoughts and questions, the train station arrived unconsciously, and Han Feng found the ticket office, which was sold by a middle-aged woman from Manchuria, full of Liaoning accent.

"How are tickets sold here?" Han Feng lowered his head slightly, allowing the ticket-selling woman in the window to see him.

"Where is the gentleman going?"

"Shinkyo."

"If you go to Xinjing, the first-class ticket price is sixty-one and five cents, the second-class ticket price is forty-one and three cents, and the third-class ticket is twenty-three yuan and six cents.

As soon as the ticket-selling woman looked up, she found that the figure had long disappeared from the ticket-selling wooden window, she was puzzled for a while, didn't think about it anymore, and continued to keep her head down and busy with her own affairs.

At the exit of the station, Han Feng walked out with a depressed face touching his nose.

With these few silver dollars in his pocket, let alone sitting in the first-class carriage, he couldn't even afford to sit in the third-class carriage at the end.

This fare is really expensive enough, and the third-class carriage also costs more than 20 yuan.

It is some industries such as teachers with relatively high salaries, and they only get a dozen yuan a month, and a third-class train ticket can only afford it with nearly two months' salary.

In addition, if Han Feng remembers correctly, in this puppet Manchukuo, the ordinary people of those puppet Manchukuo such as industrial and mining enterprises are mostly divided into five categories: helpers, permanent employees, permanent employees, contractors and temporary workers, and the highest annual commission among them is only a dozen yuan.

In other words, they may have to save up for two years to make a last-class third-class train, which also means that they will have to go without food or drink for those two years.

Relatively speaking, it is said that the workers can get more than 100 yuan a year, and the two have never really been treated fairly.

Of course, now is not the time for Han Feng to lament the unfair treatment of the people of puppet Manchukuo, but to think about how to get enough money to buy a ticket for the most inferior third-class carriage.

More than 20 yuan for a train ticket, the money here should be equivalent to the silver dollar in Han Feng's pocket, which means that Han Feng's pocket may only have six or seven yuan now, and the difference is still big!

At this moment, Han Feng finally realized what it means to be a penny to stump a hero, and he was going to ask the ticket price today, if he could, he would buy a ticket directly and prepare to go.

Now it seems that we have to figure out a way.

Ask Li Ruisheng's parents to borrow?

To steal?

It's really not good to knock out a devil on the street, drag it to the black alley and loot it directly, and then walk away.

Han Feng thinks this is a good idea, but there are many people in the daytime, and it is not too late to wait until after dark to do it.

Just thinking about these questions, his eyes squinted, and Han Feng suddenly found that in an alley not far away, a young woman in a kimono seemed to be being held tightly by a man and was gnawing wildly.

Han Feng not only lamented that the world is declining, what kind of conservative era is this, these two people are really immoral.

Han Feng's footsteps did not stop, perhaps it was gradually getting too close, only a dozen meters away, and the woman who was being kissed looked up and found him, and hurriedly pushed the man in front of him.

The man turned his head and met Han Feng's gaze from a distance.

Small eyes, high nose bridge, short hair and big head, the most obvious feature is that the two eyebrows are too thick and dark, but the figure is strong, no matter how you look like a local Manchurian, not like a Japanese.

Han Feng had heard some gossip on the road mention this point, and the woman here was still very willing to marry a Manchurian.

First, the temper of the Manchurian man is better, not as violent as the man who beats and scolds his wife at every turn, and secondly, the Manchurian man is burly and tall, and in terms of blood, it is more conducive to the genetic improvement of the offspring, plus the government does support the Japanese-Manchurian harmony, and in the puppet Manchukuo, there are still many examples of the combination of the woman and the Manchurian.

The man with thick black eyebrows glared at Han Feng, as if he wanted to eat him.

Han Feng was not annoyed, but admired it, and said in his heart: This Manchurian is amazing, even the horse is soaked.

Or don't spoil other people's good deeds, Han Feng hurriedly quickened his pace, and soon disappeared from the sight of the two.

Seeing that Han Feng was interested, the man closed his gaze and lowered his head, "Keiko, don't care about that idiot", and the two continued to gnaw.

Speaking of what he has seen along the way, it is not as poor as Han Feng imagined, and the people are full of sorrow.

But this also shows that he is clever, they are really deliberate and dedicated to colonization, based on this, Han Feng is even thinking, if he is a native of Manchukuo, or a child of Manchukuo, all the way to grow up under such a cultural influence, what kind of thinking will he eventually develop?

The devil's heart can be punished!

…… There was a sudden commotion not far away, Han Feng looked up, in the middle of the city, there seemed to be a strong man beating a woman who was protecting a child, and there were many onlookers around, but those who stood by accounted for all of them......