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The ancients said: "A man should treat each other with admiration after three days of separation."

Five years are not long or short, and many people still recognize Afa, especially those neighbors who live close and long ago. For Afa, whose image has changed greatly, people naturally show a conspicuous and respectful form, usually nodding first and then talking: "Wow, Afa, you are back!"

"Here I'm back."

"Get rich, you are..."

"My brother works in a foreign company in the concession!" Xiaoxi rushed to answer, his face full of pride and pride. He wore used his old clothes without the cringe he used to.

"Oh, oh, that's good, that's good."

It was a complicated expression of fear, suspicion, envy, etc., and Afa didn't care. He smiled and nodded, answered and walked.

In this society, if you have no money or power, you will be suppressed and trampled. Needless to mention foreigners, even those gangsters, the constable and official officers will make things difficult for you, and they can even peel you a few layers of skin, even more cruel than the foreigners. Ah Fa's memory is the impression of a prisoner who was shackled in front of the yamen. When he was mingling with the outside in Hongxiu Pavilion, he also knew the faces of some officials who colluded with gangsters like Diao Wu. Therefore, in order to reduce trouble and harassment, he used foreign companies as a shield.

"Ah, I'm making a comeback." The person who spoke was an old mansion. Behind him was a large tiled house, which was one of the largest mansions on the pond bridge. Lao He was also the most famous squire in the town.

"Fortunately, Grandpa Zhao is still so energetic!" Ah Fa stopped and answered, nodding and smiling at a middle-aged man beside Grandpa Zhao, saying hello to each other.

This middle-aged man is named Zhao Fengsong, nicknamed Zhao Heizi, and is a relative of Zhao Taiye. He is the county's constable. Although he expressed polite greetings to Ah Fa, Ah Fa knew that this guy was unintentional. He was an open-minded person who was catching thieves, but secretly he was engaged in many military thieves. Moreover, the officials and yamen runners are also unaffordable to the people at the bottom. Therefore, these guys often bully and extort.

"Don't forget that we are from the Qing Dynasty!" Mr. Zhao didn't like foreigners, foreign things, and also hated foreign religions and Ermaozi, but the old man didn't say anything in depth. He nodded again and turned toward the gate. The second blue dragon satin robe was glowing, and a gray braid was swaying slightly.

"Qing Dynasty? Hehe." Zhao Fengsong suddenly approached Ah Fa and whispered: "Even our Empress Dowager and the Emperor are afraid of foreigners! How about it, isn't it difficult to do things for foreigners?"

Ah Fa smiled faintly and said, "Just have a good memory, just a good tongue." After pausing, he said casually English like a prank.

Zhao Fengsong opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes changed, which was awe, flattery, and fear...

"My brother works in a foreign company, and my brother can speak foreign language." Then, Xiaoxi's pride and pride became more.

Xiaoxi is simple. She also saw a lot of things in her and her younger brother’s experience of starving and struggling. For example, some of the people who believe in foreign religions use their style to mediate lawsuits for their relatives and friends; some introduce to buy houses and sell land to gain benefits; some buy some stolen goods that others dare not touch, such as small antiques, and then sell them to foreigners; or they go to the ancient temple to steal a little bronze Buddha or something, and get some rewards...

Anyway, many people have made money because they are involved in foreigners' side and gained benefits. Now Brother Fa is similar. No, Brother Fa is even better than them. The bird singing made Zhao Heizi look straight!

"Brother, Zhang is here." Xiaoxi shouted outside. Afa temporarily stopped the work on his hands, cleaned up, opened the door and walked out.

Uncle Zhang is a carpenter. When the real estate industry in Shanghai was just emerging, he worked outside and made some money. Unfortunately, he accidentally fell down from a high place and couldn't do heavy work even if he didn't die. He had to go home and live a very hard life.

"Afa, this is getting rich." Uncle Zhang greeted, his face covered with wrinkles, like old tree bark.

"What money can you make? It's just saving money for frugality." Ah laughed, and didn't politely, pointing to the tattered doors and windows, and said, "Brother Zhang, please repair it simply. This really doesn't look like it."

He didn't mention the wages, but Uncle Zhang didn't say anything. He nodded, put down the wooden box containing saws, axes, and other tools in his hand, then removed the yard gate, and found some broken wood of all sizes around, and then started working.

Ah Fa turned around and wanted to go into the side house to continue his work. After walking two steps, he stopped again, reached out and called Xiaoxi, took out a dollar for her, and ordered: "Go and get a pound of wine and buy a cooked duck."

"Where is the money spent?" Xiao Xi looked at the silver in her hand and said hesitantly: "If you have rice and bacon at home, just buy some vegetables."

Ah smiled and said, "Go and leave Uncle Zhang for lunch. Don't worry, I can make money."

"No need to be busy, your aunt is still waiting to go back to eat!" Uncle Zhang gave in and heard the sound.

"Then call my aunt and cook more food later. Well, buy a fish to make soup." Ah Fa answered, patting Xiaoxi on the head.

Back in the house, he used a piece of wood to hold the door, and Ah Fa continued his work, making a simple copycat muffler.

The sound of the gun mainly comes from the bullets that exceed the speed of the sound, as well as the pressure of the air rushing out of the muzzle, and the shock and vibration caused by the outside air. Professional silencers usually use silence bowls and silence wire mesh. Without special tools, Afa can only make a simple mistake.

Once you know the principle, there are extremely simple ways to silence noise. For example, using a bottle of water, a pillow or a thick cloth, or even a potato or sweet potato at the muzzle. But this is inconvenient to use, so Afa bought two pairs of rubber shoes while wandering, and wanted to make a rubber muffler that could be put on the gun.

Although there were no cars at that time, rubber, as an emerging material, also had many commodities. People in Shanghai called rubber rubber, there were rubber shoes that were worn directly on their feet, as well as "shoes" with large circles of cloth shoes and leather shoes jackets, and also wearing rubber raincoats that could go out as usual on rainy days.

Wagga, Wagga, the gun's sight was worn off on the stone; creaking, creaking, and the rubber quilt was cut into shape... When the task was completed, when Ah Fa hid his good things, it was already noon and the food was almost done.
Chapter completed!