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Very early in the morning, Yang Rui woke up to the sound of chickens, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a black roof and white spider webs. After being stunned for a while, yesterday's absurd experience poured back into his mind little by little, he scolded the country in annoyance, moved his sore back, and began to think about what he should do today. After thinking about it for a while, my stomach growled, and a wave of hunger hit. The world is big, and the food is big, so he had to struggle to get up and wash, and before going out, he put all the important things in his bag and took them with him, and put the rest in a box and locked them. When he went downstairs and out of the living room, the innkeeper also got up, he stood by the black counter and read the booklet, a purple and red jacket with a big belly, and his round face could not see the expression clearly. When he saw Yang Rui, he beckoned: "Xisang Nong is early, why don't you go out early?" ”

Yang Rui can understand the words in Shanghai, after all, he used to go to school in Shanghai and stayed for many years, but he didn't know how to speak, so he had to answer in Chinese: "Is the boss also early, I just want to go out for breakfast, oh... By the way, I came late yesterday, and I don't know where this is? ”

The boss is a warm-hearted person, and when he heard someone ask, he suddenly came to his senses, and began to explain in half-baked Beijing dialect: "Allah is in Baoshan Street, in the British Concession, if this Baoshan Street is in the old and famous Le earlier, it is the most prosperous place in the concession, and it will be much more deserted now...... Oh, where is the gentleman going this morning? ”

Yang Rui actually didn't know where to go, he was just thinking about how to make up a fake identity in the morning, and he didn't know how to answer when asked like this, so he had to say: "I don't know where to go, just go around." That, boss, my box is still in the room, and I'm still living today, and I'll be back at noon. ”

"Okay, okay, Xisang is going, it's okay, Ala, this is the Zhangji Inn on Baoshan Street, and the coachmen of Nongyi Hong Kong know it." The boss was afraid that this second devil would get lost, so he kindly advised.

I ate a shredded meat noodle in the noodle restaurant as usual, and now the sky is very bright after eating, there are a lot of pedestrians on the road, all of them are in a hurry, the wheelbarrow is full of people, the rickshaw also passes by a few from time to time, and even a few sedan chairs, four people carry them before and after, the sedan chair is bumpy and bumpy, it is estimated that it is very cool to sit, but the sedan chair man is sweating profusely. Hey, it's really an evil old society. Yang Rui couldn't help sighing in his heart, and thought again, he was just a passerby here, take care of his livelihood, just don't die unexpectedly, there is no 11o to fight here, and Huangpu Beach is famous for planting lotus roots.

I couldn't walk far to the four roads, there were a lot of roadside bookstores, Yang Rui found a big store and went straight in, in fact, what he wanted to buy was not a book, but he seemed to have seen a newspaper outside just now. The shop was only open, and only a sleepy-eyed young man was there. There seems to be more than one newspaper, both in Chinese and English, and two in English, one for northnetes and the other for Theshanghaimercury; There are more Chinese newspapers, including declarations, news newspapers, universal communiqués, foreign affairs newspapers, and an agricultural journal, but these newspapers are all vertical traditional characters, and there is no punctuation, and the head is big. Yang Rui didn't pay attention to it, he took a copy of everything and prepared it to go back to study. Newspapers are not expensive, seven or eight copies are more than a dime, that is, seeing that books are very expensive, there are all of them, and they are legends, detectives, but the most surprising thing is to see that the publishing house written on a book is actually the Commercial Press, yo, this name is so familiar, many management books in college are from this publishing house, and I can't help but feel cordial when I see them here.

Out of the bookstore, there is nowhere to go, it is only half past eight, and I am not familiar with walking, and when I hesitate, I saw a rickshaw coming, and beckoned at the moment. The coachman ran over, this person was about forty years old, with a patched jacket, hooked back, braided around his neck, and a black face, he put down the handlebars in front of him, and carefully beckoned Yang Rui to get into the car, but Yang Rui didn't dare to get on, because he felt that the car was not very strong, the black wheels were wrapped with a circle of rubber, and the spokes of the car were wooden, no matter how you looked at it, it felt thin, thinking about his weight of more than 100 years, he was afraid that he would fall out of a wheel while sitting in the car, which was not comfortable.

The coachman also felt the concerns of this second devil - in his concept, those who did not have braids were related to foreigners, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, master, the car is very strong, and I pulled a foreigner yesterday, not as tall as you, but heavier than you, and pulled to the French Concession, there is nothing at all." The coachman explained in a northern accent.

Yang Rui was a little relieved and asked, "It's good that the car doesn't collapse, like this, I want to go around, are you familiar with your surroundings?" ”

"I am familiar with the third king of the concession, so I don't know where you are going, master, do you want to rent the world, and do you want to go to the French concession?" The coachman asked. Yang Rui was not used to being shouted by his old man, but he didn't know how to correct it.

"It's in the concession, not in the lease...... I'm just panicking at home and trying to look around. How much money do you transfer in the British Concession? Yang Rui didn't dare to say that he had just come to Shanghai alone, for fear of being pulled to a quiet place and robbed, and he didn't dare to say the price.

"Take a look around the British Concession......," the coachman thought for a moment, "and you can give a dime, okay?" He asked cautiously.

"A dime, a dime is a lot." He actually didn't have any concept of a dime, "Okay, it's fate to meet you and ride in your car, just a dime." Yang Rui said and got into the car.

Wang Laosan is actually a sincere person, running through every street, and with commentary, like a tour guide in the 21st century, but his words are plain, as if he is reading an expository text.

"Master, this is the back road, and then in front of it is Suzhou Creek, where there are the most money villages......"

"Master, this is the main road, with the most merchants and the most people......"

"Master, this is a pidgin, there are the most kilns, and the kiln sister is also the most......"

Yang Rui happened to open the water cup to drink water, when he heard a mouthful of choking. Wang Laosan pulled the car, and the back was invisible, and he said while pulling to himself. In this way, in Wang Laosan's dry explanatory text, Yang Rui basically finished the British concession, except for the ground fire field on the side of the racecourse, Wang Laosan said that the ground over there was too hot to burn his feet, and the coachmen did not dare to go in straw shoes. The coachmen only said that something in the ground would catch fire, and they did not dare to go to that place.

At noon, Yang Rui turned back to Baoshan Street, but he didn't get off at the door of the inn, he came down after a while, paid for the car and found a restaurant to eat, went back to the inn and paid the room fee, and then shrank in the room and read the newspaper.

The number of newspapers is not much, not like in later generations, five dimes are stacked, folded can be used as pillows, these newspapers are four or five pages, the layout is also small, two English newspapers have international and domestic news, both are relatively comprehensive, Chinese newspapers have a headache to read, they are all in classical Chinese, plus many traditional characters do not know at all, read half understand and half do not understand, the general look is somewhat similar to news broadcasts: the leaders - the Queen Mother and Guangxu Ye - are very auspicious, the domestic is very chaotic, and foreign countries are very good.

In short, these newspapers basically did not provide any valuable information, for a person whose historical knowledge comes from time-traveling novels, he can only remember the details of some key historical events, if it is not for the key events - such as the First Sino-Japanese War, the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance - then he knows nothing, so much information can only be seen in that diplomatic newspaper comments on Russia's invasion of Manchuria, in three years, Japan and Russia will start a war in the northeast, what opportunities are there, or what he can do, Yang Rui does not know. If he is the commander of the Russian ** team, then he can help them defeat Japan, but he is not, and he can't do it. It's best that both the Russians and the Japanese are dead.

Lazy lying on the bed, subconsciously picked up a newspaper again, but it was the Journal of Agriculture, which introduced some foreign agriculture and some planting techniques, but saw an article about citrus, only to see that the above said the planting and grafting of citrus, etc., it was an article translated from the United States, and the translator also introduced China's Huangyan mandarins at the end of the article, which was called the king of oranges, and foreigners also praised it. Looking at it, Yang Rui's brain suddenly "buzzed", I know more things than in this era, this garbage article is too unprofessional, I write one for him to submit, and I can earn a manuscript fee.

He suddenly sat up from the bed, found a piece of paper and began to write, but stopped without writing a few words, not that he couldn't write, but that he wrote with a pen in simplified Chinese, and in the vernacular. After thinking about it carefully, I began to think hard about the ancient texts I learned in middle school, and tried to write them in sentences like that. An hour later, the article was written, with a lot of words, but the content was not grafting or anything, but a fruit storage article, the sentence was in classical Chinese, but the words were simplified - he couldn't help it if he hadn't learned the traditional Chinese - he was finding the address and preparing to send it, and he was in trouble again. I don't have an address, this agricultural journal is actually a issue every ten years, cast over, send money over it has been half a month later, and it will be impossible for me to live here at that time, the accommodation fee here is not cost-effective, or rent a house. After thinking about it, Yang Rui felt that it was better to rent a house quickly, it was not only cheap but also safe, now living in a hotel like this, the door was opened as soon as it was pryed, it was really unreliable, and then go to Ruyi in the afternoon, and the house would be rented there.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Rui ran out again, this time directly looking for a rickshaw to go to Ruyili, but he didn't know how to get out of the car when he got there. There are all shikumen houses here, the doors are closed, and there is no one in the alley as yesterday, and there is no one to ask questions. He rubbed in the alley for a short time, and saw the door of a courtyard open, and a woman walked out. After waiting for another half an hour, the door of another courtyard opened, and a middle-aged man came out, Yang Rui hurriedly went up to say hello: "Hello, may I ask, is there a house to rent here?" ”

The man was taken aback, but when he saw that it was a second devil, he also stopped. He didn't hear what Yang Rui said just now, he only felt that this second devil looked just taller, not a bad person, he asked: "What are you doing, what are you looking for?" ”

Seeing that the man would talk, Yang Rui was relieved and said slowly: "I borrowed a house, do you know where to borrow a house here?" ”

"Oh, borrowing a house... Oh... Thick and so on. After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he pushed the door and went in, and after a while, he was heard shouting loudly: "Mrs. Huang, would you rather borrow a house from the outside?" After a while, he came out again: "It's good to go in and see the house, Mrs. Huang is quite nice." Yang Rui then stepped into the courtyard, but the middle-aged man left.

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