Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

In the evening, Qu Lianjiang, who was called urgently by Lao Feng, slowly walked into the noodle shop.

He is a young man who looks very restless, his steps are frivolous, his eyes are black and blue, and he is yawning constantly.

From a quick glance, others knew that this man had been exhausted by drinking and sex. He went to the noodle shop so late. He must have had enough fun outside during the day and was looking for a place to fill his stomach.

Is this really the case?

of course not.

As soon as Qu Lianjiang walked into the single room where Lao Feng lived behind the noodle shop, he came out of his half-dead state and regained the dignity and demeanor that an instructor should have.

He smiled sincerely at the young man in the room and said, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I have a lot on my hands these days."

"It doesn't matter. It would be great if the music instructor can come." Ling Liang expressed his understanding.

Qu Lianjiang never liked those meanderings, so he went straight to the point and said: "Mr. Elton, I heard that you have something important to do with me. Now that I'm here, can we talk about it?"

"Of course you can." Ling Liangyun said calmly: "Actually, it's nothing else. I just want to join you."

He spoke calmly, but Qu Lianjiang couldn't help but wonder if his ears were hallucinating.

A foreigner, or a well-known foreigner, suddenly came and said that he wanted to join them. Who would listen to this and not be confused?

Even if Qu Lianjiang firmly believes that the country will become rich and powerful in the future, and their organization will develop to an unprecedented height, he can face the current facts and ask himself, now they are poor and weak, what is it that can attract an outstanding foreign weapons expert to come forward? Come to seek refuge?

Thank God they didn't cause any damage.

Qu Lianjiang is confident in his motherland, but he is not blindly confident. He knows many things well.

And just when he was about to politely decline, he saw the person opposite put the suitcase on the table.

The box was quickly opened, and the green banknotes inside were displayed in front of him.

Qu Lianjiang: "..."

Qu Lianjiang: "!"

Ling Liang pushed the box toward him, "Here is 30 US dollars, which is not a lot. It's just a small token of my sincerity in applying to join you."

Isn’t that a lot? !

Although the current level of inflation in the Kuomintang-controlled areas is very scary, even if the capital is special and prices are not so exaggerated, a bag of rice noodles will still cost three to five hundred, but this is US dollars, how valuable are US dollars now.

One U.S. dollar can be exchanged for 1 yuan in legal currency, an exchange rate that the government only adjusted last month.

In other words, these thirty piles of banknotes are equivalent to more than one billion in current legal tender, and can accomplish a lot of things.

Qu Lianjiang struggled to look away from the banknotes.

He must admit that the temptation of money is huge. His heart was shaken just now, but he was just a little bit away from blurting out the words of agreement.

"Why do you have to join us?" Qu Lianjiang was very puzzled.

"Because I have a good impression of this country that is struggling to find a way out, and I want to contribute a small amount and witness its rise in the future." Ling Liang answered frankly.

Qu Lianjiang looked at him with a look of disbelief on his face.

Ling Liang could guess what he was thinking. It was just that you, a foreigner, had such a good impression of our country, and you volunteered to contribute, making some international joke.

It’s quite normal to have this thought.

After all, when dealing with an unknown person who appears suddenly, it is always right to be cautious.

Therefore, Ling Liang just persuaded him calmly: "Instructor Qu, I can guarantee that what I just said is true. Of course, if you insist on not believing it, then there is nothing I can do. However, let me remind you that there are some things , after passing this village, there is no such store."

Speaking of this, Qu Lianjiang's expression became serious.

He thought for a while and gave the answer: "Whether I can let you join is not my decision. This matter still needs to be reported to the organization. You may have to wait a few days."

The process was reasonable and Ling Liang had no objection.

Two days later, Qu Lianjiang received a reply.

What the organization means is that weapons experts like Elton are absolutely rare to find. No matter what his true purpose is, they must keep people first, and the rest will be discussed later. Who said they are now short of people and skills? Woolen cloth.

Because of the organization's decisive decision, Ling Liang finally got his wish and became one of them, starting his arduous research career in country Z.

……

Unconsciously, the torrent of time rushed to [-].

Many major events happened this year, but the most exciting thing was that the world witnessed the birth of an ancient, young, brave and fearless sovereign country.

The flowers are beautiful, the salutes are roaring, flocks of white pigeons are flying over the tower, and the pigeon whistles are sounding for a long time.

This scene has appeared in many people's dreams, and it took so many years before it could be realized again.

It symbolizes love, beauty, and peace that we have not seen for a long time.

When the kindly great man solemnly announced to his people and all regions of the world that this country was founded today, the square in front immediately turned into a boiling ocean.

Laughter and noise flew into the sky together, and 56 ethnic groups joined hands and walked forward together.

In the crowd, children clapped their hands and laughed happily, while some elderly people shed tears of joy involuntarily.

They have been waiting for this day for too long.

Wait until the straight back becomes rickety, wait until the young face becomes old, wait until the years turn white the temples, wait until the wind and frost creep onto the face.

Fortunately, we still asked them to wait for the light.

Outside the bustling square, there were four or five black cars parked on Chang'an Street opposite.

Looking through the car window at the singing and dancing crowd in the distance, Ling Liang couldn't help but smile.

"That's great," he whispered to himself with emotion, "the imperialists have been chasing us for many years, but we survived in the end."

The driver in front was so excited that he burst into tears. He wiped away his tears and raised the corners of his mouth, "Yes, the storm has passed, but we still stood up."

They still have heavy scientific research tasks on their shoulders, so they cannot stay here for a long time. When passing here, they can only watch it from a distance, so as not to miss this historic moment.

A few minutes later, the engine restarted and a line of cars sped past on Chang'an Street.

Their arrival was silent, and their departure was unknown.