Early in the morning, Nanyi ran from Yuyuan Road to Jingcheng West Road, then turned into Taixing Road, turned right into Xinzha Road, crossed Waibaidu Bridge, turned right into Guangfu Road, ran along Guangfu Road for a while, and arrived.

The legendary Sihang Warehouse.

Stopped at Sihang Warehouse for a while, then ran back to Fang Mansion along the original path.

After washing up, put the leftover rice from yesterday in the pot and add some water, and sit slowly on the fire.

Here, cut the pickled cabbage heads I bought yesterday into thin slices, took out a few pieces of bright red fermented bean curd from the jar, cut a little pickled cucumber and rose kohlrabi, and poured a little yellow clay snail from the glass jar;

Cut some chili and roast the faucet [Pigmented shrimps may be called headless fish in some places. They are very common in the 1980s and 1990s and are also very cheap] blanch them in boiling water, stir-fry them in oil, and all seasonings are

You can get the pot without putting it in place.

The faucet is very salty, so there is no need to add salt.

The four great kings of rice, pickled vegetables, pickled cucumber, fermented beans, and pickled vegetables are the mainstream breakfasts for people in Shanghai today. Nanyi follows the local customs and feel the mornings of people in Shanghai.

The faucet roasted the pot, and Nan Yi cut the leftover old tofu from yesterday into a square piece and put it in a vegetable pot. He sprinkled a few grains of Lanjiang MSG on the tofu, poured a little spicy soy sauce, and inserted the chopsticks on the tofu.

After a while of pounding, the tofu was crushed by him, and it looked ugly, but it also ensured that the tofu could be fully tasted.

Nan Yi was ready, and on the other hand, the school beauty also came back with two chopsticks of fried dough sticks.

"Is it just signed?"

"It's bombed."

"Oh, are there big cakes sold in the fried dough sticks?"

"Yes, rectangular and round, and sesame seeds are sprinkled on it."

"That's great. I'll go out for breakfast tomorrow, put down the fried dough sticks, and go upstairs to call Leng Yan. She really treats herself as a lady. It's time to get it back."

After the school beauty left, Nan Yi pulled the fried dough sticks off the chopsticks, first divided each stick into two, then found a pair of scissors and cut the fried dough sticks into pieces.

At 7:30, Nan Yi and the other two had almost eaten. Leng Yan was wearing pajamas and draped a down jacket outside. Her hair was still messy. She looked at her face and she could still see her eyes.

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"Huh... the jet lag hasn't come back yet. Why did you call me up so early?" Leng Yan sat down next to Nanyi and said in a sluggish manner.

"How can you be that good? Your boss has already left at five o'clock, and you're still early to get up at half past seven o'clock?" Nan Yi picked up the soft fried dough sticks that had been soaked in the bowl, blew it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

, This tastes very beautiful.

"Aren't you tormenting? I fell asleep at twelve o'clock yesterday. From now on, my work time will be eight in the morning and ten in the evening. In addition, it is my private time. Don't worry about what I do, eat slowly.

I'll go back and have a sleep."

At the back of Leng Yan leaving, Nan Yi said coldly: "Ash 8, but you said it yourself. If you don't get up at 8 o'clock, I will go up and give you a basin of cold water. Don't blame me then."

"Hmph, you've entered my room."

Nan Yi did not reply and continued to eat his rice. After finishing his meal, he returned to his room, changed into a new set of cotton sweaters, put on a fake leader who looked similar to women's underwear, and put on the outside.

A sweater, wearing a dirt-gray Zhongshan outfit on the outside, and a blue hat and two pens with a red hat in the upper pocket.

I put on a pair of jeans on my lower body and put on yellow labor-protected leather shoes. The fur is very warm, but the leather is of poor quality and has a smell.

Nan Yi's outfit is serious and a little fashionable, and a little simplicity in fashion. At first glance, he looks like an outstanding young worker from a factory.

When he carried a briefcase from Shanghai with four iron feet, the outstanding young worker became an accountant from a village with not bad conditions.

A canned tea cup, a work manual, and two oranges were stuffed into the bag, a book called "Create a Outlook on Life to Serve the People", a little bit of bad tickets, and a small stack of national food stamps.

After walking out of Fang Mansion, I walked to the left for a while, and then I arrived at the bus stop. After waiting for a while, a green tram stopped as a sound of dinging sounds came out.

With the clamor, the door in the shape of an iron fence was opened and the people got on the bus. Nan Yi stopped in the empty space next to the ticket seller without walking in.

He reached the handle of the glass window, lifted it up hard, and opened a thin gap to allow the wind to leak into the car, and blow the turbid air in the car a little, so that Nan Yi sat on the yellow wooden strips

On the chair.

Looking up at the top of the car, there is a long cross bar on it, which makes it easier for passengers to hold it. After looking at the roof of the car, Nan Yi looked forward again, and the driver stood in front with no steering wheel on the side. He observed it and braked.

You have to use your feet to loudspeakers.

Just after a while, he arrived at the turn. The driver pressed the horn with his feet. A brass bell in the car rang. This sound was very special. He was just heart-wrenching with the Anti-Japanese War as the background.

I've seen it in a love film about lung splitting.

The tram was very slow. After leaving Yuyuan Road, people jumped up from time to time on the road. Maybe the ticket seller was not surprised. He had already gained experience. After a group of people jumped up, she closed the door and went from the schoolbag she carried.

He took out an iron box and opened it in his hand, shouting: "I've bought a ticket, I've bought a ticket."

The tram is from two festivals. The ticket seller starts selling tickets from the rear of the car and arrives at Nanyi for a few minutes.

“Where to go?”

"The Bund, three people, how many people?"

“7 corners 5.”

After buying a ticket, Nanyi quietly looked at the scenery outside the window. The rush hour for work had passed, there were few cars and people on the road, and sparse pedestrians were walking on the road.

Some walk on their own, while others will be attracted by the sound of the tram. They stare at the tram for a while. Different reactions basically separate locals and outsiders.

At this time, many factories in other places can be related to Shanghai. Of course, there are many people who come to Shanghai. Traveling to Shanghai is a good deal. If you have room to grab it, you will basically be able to break it.

head.

When I came, I went lightly, and when I went back, I packed a lot of bags of small bags. Some relatives and neighbors asked businessmen to bring back a few bags of white rabbit milk candy, mechanical alarm clocks or thermos.

For the same thing, you can always buy more beautiful things here in Shanghai and better quality, not to mention that you can buy things here in Shanghai that cannot be bought in other cities.

It took more than an hour for the tram to arrive at the Bund.

Get off the bus, cross a crossroads, pass by a security guard stand in mid-air, and walk a few more steps to the Huangpu River.

It happened that there was a crew filming here by the river, and it was still filming a somewhat off-season scene. I saw Emperor Ama Zhang Runshun and another actor wearing autumn clothes, squatting by the Huangpu River, smoking, and still there.

Talk.

At this moment, Zhang Run's tongue looks like a creamy boy, not greasy at all, and probably not that urgent.

Nan Yi? After a few glances, he turned his eyes to the ship on the Huangpu River.

There are ships of all sizes on the river, including large steel ships, wooden freighters, small sampans, and cement ships.

After watching the boat, Nan Yi looked at the opposite side of the river again. In his eyes, he reflected the Pearl Tower that did not exist, and in the tall buildings that rose from the ground, and also saw the piles of them there.

Qianyi is waiting for him to move.

After looking at it for a while, Nanyi turned to look to the north again, where the Nan family's freight terminal was arranged neatly, and the container was filled with money buckets, filled with gold.

Retracting his gaze and leaning against the guardrail, Nanyi looked to the east, which was Nanyi East Road. In the spring of a few years, he would draw a circle there, dig a few holes, and scatter hundreds of millions of dollars there.

seed.

When autumn comes, every seed will fission and one seed will produce thousands of them.

Nan Yi is imagining the future here. Near the crew, two young men in their thirties were sitting in a Ladari, staring at Gong who didn't need to go to the theater and stood next to the camera?

"Brother Chen, Gong? He is so beautiful, he is a little older."

"What do you know? A thirty-year-old woman is at the age of mature and it feels the most enjoyable."

The two people in the car, one is Chen Meng and the other is Hu Xiaoyang. Their fathers are both in Shanghai and willing to be children's cows. They don't have any other hobbies, but they like women. Anyone who looks beautiful will show them.

All kinds of tricks bring women to their hands.

Deceive, abduct, and use it in every way.

Chen Meng also has a serious profession, that is, the Uncrowned King. Every time he finishes his work, he will have a professional habit, interview a woman who is defiled by him, and then organize the interview results into "Regions" for his leisure to reminisce.

I have to say, I'm pretty good at playing.

Gong, who stared at the camera for a long time, looked up and saw Lada who was parked not far away. His face turned pale, and his body couldn't help but tremble, and he said unnaturally: "

It’s these people again, what do they want to do?”

Actually, what they want to do, Gong? I know very well, it's not for my own body.
Chapter completed!