Global Throwback: Opening Throwback Zhang Sanfeng

Tongzhou Prefecture, Yangcheng.

The city gates in the southeast, northwest and four directions are wide open, and four wide concrete roads stretch into the dense forest in the distance.

On the cement road, pedestrians and vehicles flocked in an endless stream.

On both sides of the road, there are even small vendors starting business, a busy scene.

Such a scene was never possible before.

Since the era of cataclysm, the people of Kyushu have built high walls to resist ferocious monsters.

Many people have never left the city wall in their entire lives.

The outside world is synonymous with danger and death.

But now, with the victory of the Northern Expedition and the disintegration of the Demon League, the monsters from all over the Kyushu, who fled, hid, and dared to approach the city, were either killed or captured and used as slaves.

Beyond the high wall, the danger is lifted.

The scope of activities of the Kyushu human race is getting bigger and bigger.

Between cities, large-scale construction of infrastructure such as roads and bridges has begun.

It seems that overnight, the vast territory of Kyushu has become a busy construction site.

On the north wall of Yangcheng, there is a tricycle stall on the side of the road.

"Old Wang, have a pancake and add an egg."

"Okay, Boss Liu, sit down first and wait for 2 minutes."

The owner of the stall, Wang Si, looks like he is 50 years old. He is lame. I heard that he used to be a soldier. His right leg was bitten off by a fierce beast. Now he has a stainless steel prosthesis.

The lame stall owner Lao Wang picked up the basin, poured some batter on the round frying pan, and spread it out, beat eggs, brushed with sauce, put a few slices of lettuce, sprinkled with chopped green onion, rolled up, limped over, put On the small table in front of the guest.

Greeting: "Boss Liu is so early."

The customer called Boss Liu grabbed the burrito and stuffed it into his mouth, "I can't help it, I've contracted another project, and I don't touch the ground all day."

Old Wang, the owner of the stall, chuckled, "Be busy, the busier you are, the more money you can make."

"Making money is secondary." Boss Liu stood up and gave the money. "The main thing is to open up the road. From now on, it will only take fifteen or sixteen hours to drive to Zi'ang City. The road to Tongzhou City has already been opened up."

Lao Wang was taken aback for a moment, and said unexpectedly: "The speed is quite fast."

Boss Liu smiled, "If we rely on manpower alone, it may take several months, but Zi'ang City has got a quota of 18 monsters. Those beasts can be used like bulldozers and excavators. It's more energetic."

He paused, looking a little regretful, "However, I heard that most of the 18 monsters died during the road construction due to overwork."

Old Wang curled his lips, "It's just animals, don't feel sorry for them."

Boss Liu said, "Can you not be distressed? It's all labor. It could have been used for a long time, but it was turned into a one-time animal by those guys in Zi Angcheng."

The muscles at the corners of Old Wang's mouth couldn't help but tugged. Sure enough, in terms of black-heartedness, it still depends on these businessmen.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it, I have to rush to supervise the work, those guys will be lazy if no one is watching." Boss Liu put the black briefcase in his armpit, and rode on the motorcycle with a beer belly , The gas pedal slipped.

"Damn it, I didn't give you any money." Old Wang cursed.

A guest next to him answered, "Is that Liu Qiang from the construction team? That guy has already contracted several projects."

Old Wang said disdainfully, "It's just a dog's power."

The guest asked, "How do you say that?"

Old Wang said, "He is Liu Yong's cousin, does Liu Yong know that he is the one who was in charge of giving the atavism test to senior three in No. [-] Middle School last year."

The guest nodded, "It's Lieutenant Colonel Liu, our God of War is the one who returned to his ancestors for the first time in his hands."

He looked at Boss Liu, who was riding away on a motorcycle, and enviously said, "This guy is also lucky. With such a cousin, it won't be long before the motorcycle will be replaced by a car."

The fact that Li Xiang was about to enter the God of War Temple had already been reported back to his hometown, Yangcheng.

"What is this?" Lao Wang was very disdainful, "I was a soldier under the God of War."

The guest said perfunctorily, "Ah, yes, yes."

Several other regular customers quickly echoed, "I know, I know."

"Stop talking, we all believe in you."

"Okay, okay, let's go first, and pay the bill together tomorrow."

In a blink of an eye, the guests ran away as if fleeing.

Lao Wang groaned, sat down on the stool, took off the stainless steel prosthetic leg, and rubbed the sore and swollen muscles at the end of the residual leg.

He lit a cigarette and said to himself:

"That's right, if you really know God of War, why would you come here to set up a stall selling pancakes?"

"That person is like a fairy."

"Ah bah, the gods are all canonized by his old man."

"The ancestors said that if one person attains the Tao, the chicken and the dog will ascend to heaven, but this one"

He was muttering and whining.

Another guest came.

"Boss, here are two sets of pancakes, no coriander."

"okay."

Old Wang replied subconsciously, put the stainless steel prosthesis on his leg, got up and went to the back of the booth, and skillfully poured batter into the round iron pan.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, and while he was smoking, he was spreading pancakes. The ash seemed to grow on the cigarette butt, and it didn't fall down even for a long time.

This level of kung fu can't be practiced in less than ten years.

"Boss, I want two eggs for my share."

A crisp voice.

"Okay, add two eggs."

Lao Wang cracked two more eggs, then raised his head and looked at the guest in front of him.

A young man was holding a seven or eight-year-old boy.

Immediately froze.

"Old Wang, don't stand still, the pancakes are all mushy," the young man reminded.

Pharaoh opened his mouth halfway, and the cigarettes all dropped.

After a while, I finally recovered, "You, you are the team, captain?!"

"You still remember me." Li Xiang said, pointing to the pancakes, "I won't pay you if the pancakes are burnt."

"Here, ah no, you don't need to pay!" Pharaoh flipped the burrito as fast as he could, and cracked two more eggs on top, "Add sausage to the captain, it's free!"

At this time, Li Xiang was wearing a windbreaker and a peaked cap with the brim of the hat pressed down very low, so he couldn't get close to him, so he couldn't be seen at all.

While making pancakes, Lao Wang forced himself to calm down, but his heartbeat was still racing and his hands were shaking.

There was no way, the one standing in front of him was no longer the captain he was familiar with.

The young man in front of him had an intimidating title.

Son of Heaven Yin, Tai Gong, Lord of the Heavenly Court, God of War for the Nation, take out any identity, stomp your feet, and the land of Kyushu will tremble three times.

What's more, he, Old Wang, is a lame old man who is not even a throwback.

Li Xiang has long been used to Lao Wang's behavior, and asked curiously, "Didn't you serve in the City Defense Department?"

Old Wang hurriedly replied: "After the victory of the Northern Expedition, the City Defense Department disbanded its troops. Our overage and handicapped veterans are among the first batch of disbandment lists."

Li Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lao Wang hurriedly said, "Captain, don't be angry, the discharge fee is enough. I'm just not used to staying at home all day, so I went out to find something to do."

Li Xiang smiled, "Are you afraid of sister-in-law?"

"How can I be afraid, my old man is a big man?"

Before Lao Wang finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned red and he choked up, "Captain, you still remember."