Tang San strolled to a dozen meters away from the city entrance, looking at the guards at the city gate, Tang San's pupils shrank, his heart sank slightly.

Eight soldiers, wearing green military uniforms, carried a rifle on their backs, with bayonets at the top, flashing with a cold light.

I was secretly shocked: "My dear, I thought this was the era of the transition between feudalism and modern civilization at most, but now it seems to be the era of the nation."

As soon as his eyes moved, he looked around, and there were already many people gathered here, all from the surrounding roads.

Their attire was very similar to that of the Republic of China period, and some rich people even wore clothes very similar to suits, riding a rickshaw, whizzing past Tang San.

Looking at this unfamiliar and familiar scene, a strange light flashed in Tang San's eyes: "I don't know what era this world is, whether it's an era of peace or an era of war, if it's an era of peace, it's okay to say, at least it won't die on the streets, If it's wartime, then I have to be very careful in everything I do, guns don't recognize people."

Tang San carefully observed the city gate for a while, followed behind a group of people, and sneaked into the city gate.

These guards were lazy, and didn't even look at the people passing by. Even the captain of the city gate was still sitting there drinking a little wine.

Effortlessly infiltrating the city gate, Tang San glanced around, constantly observing.

The road in Chengli is a dirt road similar to Sanhetu, and it is not a cement road. The surrounding buildings are mainly brick and wood buildings.

From time to time, you can see peddlers on the street. They walk the streets with their shoulders on their shoulders. Some are buying and selling snacks, some are selling old clothes, some are selling all kinds of fruits, vegetables, and some are daily necessities.

Through his keen observation, Tang San felt that the people in the city were full of life, it didn't look like a chaotic era, and he was a little relieved.

"It looks quite peaceful, so the next step is to find a place to stay."

Tang San had just arrived and didn't dare to live outside at will. It would be miserable if there were laws such as curfews in the city. Even if there weren't, the night was a time of frequent crimes. As an outsider, he didn't want to die in the dark. Not white.

Finding a place to live is not an easy matter, Tang San's first problem is the language barrier.

However, it doesn't bother him. His mind is naturally extraordinary, he can never forget it, and he can quickly memorize and analyze any information. This is the capital he relies on for survival.

Looking at the big sun in the sky, it was still early, Tang San was wandering in the hustle and bustle of the city streets, carefully observing the surrounding hotels and inns, listening to the conversations between the guests and the shopkeepers, quickly learning a few simple sentences language.

Tang San has seen the writing in this world, and can judge that it is a pictograph similar to Chinese, so the language of this writing should be similar to Chinese.

Therefore, what Tang San needs to memorize are those key words, and some words are similar to Chinese, which speeds up his mastery.

In two hours, Tang San mastered a few words that customers and shopkeepers must speak.

Whenever a customer speaks these words, the store will ask the child or waiter in the store to lead the customer to the depths of the hotel, which seems to be to arrange a room.

At the same time, Tang San also paid attention to the customers who were checking out. They usually paid a silver dollar, and then the boss would find them a few coins.

After calculating, Tang San found that one silver dollar seemed to be quite valuable. In the end, five large copper coins could be recovered. On the street just now, Tang San carefully observed that one large copper coin was worth ten small copper coins.

"Speaking of which, the money here is still in decimal. One silver dollar is worth about ten yuan, a large copper coin is worth one dollar, and a small copper coin is only one dime. The price is relatively low. I have thirty silver dollars here, enough to survive one. month, no problem."

There was no problem with money for the time being, Tang San knew what he knew, but he didn't rush into the hotel, but went to an alley where there was a small vendor specializing in selling old clothes.

Coming to the street vendor, Tang San pointed directly at an ordinary set of gray clothes and said, "How much."

The peddler who bought the clothes was a fifty-year-old woman, looking at Tang San with a grim face, she was a little frightened, and said softly, "One silver dollar."

Hearing this, Tang San shook his head and said, "Five big copper coins."

Hearing this, the old woman raised her head to look at Tang San, whose face was getting colder and colder, and unconsciously a fear rose from her heart.

Tang San didn't know, maybe it was because he once incarnated as a corpse, and the inexplicable evil spirit on his body would unconsciously raise a kind of fear towards him.

The old woman said tremblingly, "Okay, five-cent copper coin."

Tang San threw out a silver dollar, then took a set of clothes he liked, and at the same time the old woman retrieved five large copper coins from him.

After putting the coins in, he ignored the old man and quickly walked towards a dark place deep in an alley.

A few minutes later, Tang San, who had changed his clothes, walked out of the dark place, refreshed and completely different, and strode toward a small hotel on the street.

After entering the hotel, Tang San came to the counter, looked at the shopkeeper, used a few words he had learned, and quickly communicated with the shopkeeper successfully. Under Zhang Gui's scolding, a junior quickly walked over and led Zhou Yi to the depths of the hotel. go.

Little Er was walking in front, saying something from time to time, Tang San just listened and didn't reply, he didn't understand most of the meaning, UU reading www.uukanshu. com so kept a cold face.

When Xiao Er saw that Tang San didn't say a word, his originally enthusiastic face slowly became a little embarrassed and stopped talking.

In the end, Tang San took the key that Xiao Er gave him and entered the room, watching Xiao Er screeching to explain, but when he played the piano to Niu, Tang San ignored him and waved him out.

Looking at Xiao Er who was leaving, Tang San looked around with sharp eyes.

This is a very simple guest room, only more than ten square meters in size, with a bed, a wooden table, two chairs, a set of teapots and teacups on the table, and there is nothing else on the table.

Scanning the old furniture, Tang San pondered to himself, "It seems that the industrial system here is not yet developed, or this is an underdeveloped area at all."

The development of society is uneven, especially in modern China, Tang San has a deep understanding, and according to Tang San's reasoning, this country is probably the same.

But these major national events have nothing to do with Tang San. He has found a place of temporary stability in this world, and can start making certain plans for the future.

Looking through the window, looking at the sky where the sun hangs high, Tang San said slowly: "Then what needs to be solved most now is the language problem, in a foreign country, not being able to speak and write is a big problem, getting all kinds of information will be subject to limit."

Exactly: I suddenly glanced at the Republic of China and settled down cautiously.

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