A few days passed, and the people of Southern Shaolin seemed to have completely disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people, with no trace of their movements. Even the Guandi Society of the Guangzhou Beggar Clan could only find out where they had settled.

When the beggars rushed to those places, they only found some rags and broken bowls of soup, and finally left in despair, handing the few clues to the hands of several elders.

Du Laosan came to tell the news in person, feeling a little embarrassed. Anyway, from this point of view, maybe Southern Shaolin has really withdrawn.

Jiang Wen didn't know exactly what was going on, he just felt vaguely uneasy.

In fact, he has already made predictions about the next step. For example, the Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference held by Luo Yuantong is a good entry point. Perhaps he can use this platform to contact Guangzhou senior officials.

With the mentality of taking things as they come, Jiang Wen spent the first few days in Guangzhou inquiring about news alone in the morning, and in the afternoon he simply took his disciples for a walk around the city, visiting all the streets and alleys in the city.

I tasted all the special delicacies in the city.

It can only be said that while the city of Guangzhou is prosperous and magnificent, it is also an out-and-out gold-selling den. People eat, drink, and walk around every day, and the money in their pockets is taken away without even realizing it, and they never look back.

On this day, after master and disciple Jiang Wen wandered around all morning, they chose a restaurant to sit down. After ordering a menu, they waited for the food to be served.

"Eat quickly, the food will lose its fresh taste when it is cold. A hero in the world must not only be able to endure hunger, but he must also be able to enjoy life and be happy when he is proud. Jinzun Mokong knows that, right?"

Jiang Wen urged while waving his chopsticks, but Hong Wen Ding followed the usual practice and stopped eating briefly, only staring at the martial arts people outside the wine shop. Fu Ningdie watched eagerly as the dishes were served, secretly warning herself that the good food must be hidden behind, and she could not

It was too early to eat enough; Xiao Shitou was the only one who kept up with Jiang Wen's speed like a whirlwind, and had not been absent from every meal in the past few days.

"Master, is it really okay for us to eat like this every day?" Fu Ningdie said worriedly, her rounder face full of tangles.

Jiang Wen waved his hand and expressed that he was not under any pressure.

"As a teacher, I have thought about it. Instead of worrying about everything every day and being tied up, it is better to seize the time and enjoy it. This way, even if there is an accident, I will not regret it."

The accidental reference was of course Southern Shaolin.

From a causal point of view, looking for Southern Shaolin should have been only a minor part of the trip to Guangzhou. Even if he couldn't find it, it wouldn't have any impact. But Jiang Wen found that as long as Southern Shaolin didn't show up for a day, there would always be a hurdle in his heart.

But Southern Shaolin is perfectly hidden like this, which is the most dangerous signal.

Jiang Wen sighed in his heart. For the first time, he began to hope that he could meet the chief rudder of a certain Tiandihui. As long as this person comes out and steps on him, he can basically detonate the whole situation, both bright and dark.

Don't worry so much anymore.

What's interesting is that Chen Jinnan told himself a few months ago that he would retire from the world. Recently, there are really no heroic deeds about him. I just don't know whether he changed his original name to Chen Yonghua to assist Zheng Chenggong, or whether he escaped from his shell and hid in the world, planning.

There are other plans to fight against the Qing Dynasty.

"Shitou, remember to practice your acupuncture skills well, and be sure to spot the flaws accurately. Your horizontal training skills are more than enough, but the acupoint recognition is still a bit slow. Hurry up and understand these three acupoints, and we will go to Gang Leader Fan to continue asking for advice."

Jiang heard the instructions and put a chopstick dish into the small stone bowl.

In his eyes, Gang Leader Fan Xinghan is a beggar’s version of Gang Leader Qiao. He has learned everything from fish to fish, but his temperament does not seem adulterated. He is a type of trustworthy person with a limited degree. Other aspects besides his character need to be deepened.

inspection.

It is said that in addition to practical hole-punching and grappling skills, the opponent also has simple and crude sword skills. It is said that he can also attack from the enemy's side door. He is good at taking advantage of gaps. When the sword dances, it sparkles with light and the wind rustles like a tiger. Maybe he can also do it.

Check it out.

Xiao Shitou nodded vigorously, pretending to be serious, but his eyes were looking at the dishes that were served one after another.

"Now that I know Master, I will practice diligently and not let you down."

"...Let's eat first. I don't even know if you're talking about practicing martial arts or practicing how to eat."

As the dishes arrive, the midday sun has illuminated the majesty of this big city. From the second floor of the restaurant, you can see the broad Pearl River with more than a hundred people gathered on it. Boats and boats are connected to each other, sails are like weaving, and people are queuing up to get in and out.

Port. As the trackers' shouts rang out, ocean-going ships on Yudaihao were arriving one after another for loading.

These ships are dozens of feet deep and wide each, and traders share the cargo, leaving only a few feet of space for people to walk on the ship. There is Suzhou and Hangzhou embroidery, silk and satin, medicinal materials, furs, Shaoxing wine, and ham.

They are all piled up at the pier.

Because there was so much cargo to be carried, not only did the cargo have to be stored on the deck, but the sleeping crew members had to sleep on it at night - these cargoes were fragile ceramics and expensive goods, but their sizes matched each other without any gaps, so that

Ordinary people can feel as if they are walking on flat ground when they step on it.

After reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, since he took his disciples on a study tour, he had to learn something real. According to him, since he came to Guangzhou, he had to try the Cantonese cuisine here. Jiang Wen also said

Along the way, I introduced the knowledge of Cantonese cuisine.

"As early as the Tang Dynasty, Cantonese cuisine had its own unique characteristics. It began to combine the Central Plains cooking culture with local culture to improve cooking techniques, and it also knew how to use ingredients and control heat."

"Guangfu cuisine is still fresh because the ingredients here are readily available and supplies are not in short supply. The book also records that during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Lu Xun, who followed Sun En's rebellion, also occupied Guangzhou. When he was defeated, the remaining party rushed in

On the island, you can live in the wild and survive by eating oysters and building walls with their shells.”

In order to show that he was not just talking nonsense, Jiang Wen also took out the records in "Lingbiao Luyi" in Yuanhuazi's collection as evidence. It said that in the Tang Dynasty, Guangzhou people could boil, steam, fry, and stir-fry according to the food.

Cooking methods such as braising, broiling, and retorting are used, and a variety of seasonings are used, such as sauce, vinegar, ginger, pepper, cinnamon, etc., to form a unique Lingnan flavor.

“Don’t worry, after eating the Jinhua Yushu Chicken from Jufengyuan, crispy crucian carp and shredded chicken from Fulaiju, braised abalone slices and boiled conch slices from Nanyuan, let’s try Dinghu Shangsu and Moshan from Xiyuan.

Smooth seabass balls from Taiping Pavilion, baked pigeon with sour sauce from Taiping Pavilion, suckling pig from Lu Yuju and Baiyun pig knuckles..."

"Master, the money is running out."

Hong Wending, the accountant, really exposed Jiang Wen's dream, "The money sent by Mr. Lin from the bodyguard has already been spent. After this meal, it can only cover the expenses of the inn for two days."

The eloquent Jiang Wen was awakened from his dream of drunkenness and wealth, and gave Hong Wending a meaningful look.

"No, the meal plus the money for tomorrow's morning tea is actually only enough to stay in an inn for one day."

He sighed, his expression as confused as that of a primary school student who was about to start school after the summer vacation, unwilling to face the reality, "After this meal, we will pack up and go to your good brother Ma Chaoxing's house to enjoy the autumn breeze.

"

"Ma's family? But Master, didn't you say you can't go..."

Hong Wending said without knowing why.

Jiang Wen shook his head and said to him meaningfully: "Wen Ding, don't learn from your father to be arrogant and self-reliant. Face is the same as money in your pocket. If you spend it today, you may get it back tomorrow."

"I do not understand."

Hong Wending shook his head honestly.

Jiang Wen added: "I also found that life here is a waste of money. Let's quickly find a place to stay so that we don't feel bad about spending other people's money. Besides, it's not that unlucky. Maybe the two girls have left long ago.

Maybe!"

Jiang Wen did not explain much. After paying the bill, he quickly arrived at Xiguan Street with his empty wallet.

Here, they saw a decorated arena and a magnificent mansion on the street. The rich colors showed the unique arrogance of the nouveau riche, and the huge signboard also clearly read two big characters.

——

Lei Mansion.

Ma Dashan's family, which was originally excluded as a place to stay, is now a must-visit place. Ma Dashan had been here a few months ago and must have heard about Southern Shaolin, and his child Ma Chaoxing was carefully cultivated by Southern Shaolin.

One of the Little Five Patriarchs, he must also have inside information about Southern Shaolin.

Compared with solving the mystery, what does it mean to be found guilty? As long as the truth is revealed, everything will be clear to you!

"Hahaha, Master Jiang, you are really shining when you arrive today! If you had informed me earlier that you were coming, I would have sent someone ten miles outside the city to welcome you!"

The high-spirited Lei Laohu heard the news about the visit and immediately rushed out to greet Jiang Wen. He hugged Jiang Wen very enthusiastically, and his rough voice was exactly the same as in Xiamei Town, and they started chatting without any sense of unfamiliarity.

"Master Lei, your industry is getting bigger and bigger, which is enviable."

Jiang Wen sincerely lamented that although Mr. Ma Dashan had a lot of property in Xiamei Town, most of it was looted by the Qing soldiers a few months ago. Now that he can have such wealth in a foreign land, this person seems to be possessed by the God of Wealth.

"Actually, it's all thanks to my eldest brother Ma Shanjun."

Ma Jiashan, who changed his name to Lei Laohu, chuckled, kept writing with his hands on his chest, and explained in a low voice, "I am doing silk and satin business in Hangzhou, and I have two large machine rooms in Guangzhou to weave silk and satin. I don't want to see the war and chaos."

I entrusted the management to me, but I didn’t expect that we are now making a lot of money every day.”

Lei Hu brought Jiang Wen to the lobby. After reading tea and sitting down with the four big characters "Convince people with virtue" gilded on the plaque, he talked about his recent mental journey.

It's just that there seems to be a familiar and graceful figure behind the screen, hiding there silently, which is very strange.

"Dragon Jiang, when I came out of Chong'an County, I was reflecting on why I suffered such a disaster because I did good deeds every day. Is it because I didn't accumulate enough virtue? Only now do I understand that it was because I only knew how to accumulate virtue and didn't know how to convince people that I got into trouble - nothing happened.

Of course it will be bad luck if you obey me!"

The shining plaque of "Convincing people with virtue" completely replaced the guiding ideology of doing good deeds every day during Lei Hu's period.

"Well, it's not unreasonable to say that..."

Jiang Wen hesitated to deal with it, while dodging the sharp gaze in a certain direction.

"Dr. Jiang, are you listening?"

Lei Laohu leaned against the screen and continued: "It's even more like this when I get to Guangzhou. People here are always against me. If I want to convince others, I must first make them listen to me. I can't be looked down upon! If there were three people in my house back then,

Among fifty masters like Hong Daxia, who dares to look down on me!"

Jiang Wen almost burst into laughter. It was okay to have thirty or fifty Hong Xi officers. If Thunder Tiger could find all the Hong Xi officers in a platoon, the people who were massacred that night in Xiamei Town would have been the Qing soldiers.

"So I have to thank you for introducing two female warriors with strong martial arts skills. This is a timely help!"

Jiang Wen said in shock: "What do you mean? Mr. Lei, do you still dare to marry a little wife?"

A silver whip shadow flashed through the air, shattering the teacup in Jiang Wen's hand through the screen paper, and even frightened Thunder Tiger.

As the screen shattered, Jiang Wen found that standing there was Yuan Ziyi, who was dressed like a lady and staring at him silently. Cold sweat fell from Jiang Wen's forehead in an instant.
To be continued...