From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 116 Nickname
In a shed with more than a dozen people in one room, the accommodation conditions are naturally not very good.

But for Jiang Yao and Bingzai, this is naturally nothing.

After all, when they fled the county, the two stayed in a cave in the mountains for more than half a month.

Compared to that time, there are at least beds and quilts in this shed, right?
After saying goodbye to a few familiar co-workers, the two went straight back to the shed.

These black market workers who have no legitimate identity, apart from going to work, only occasionally walk around or buy a pack of cigarettes from a nearby store. Most of the rest of the time, they stay on the construction site.

After all, it is a little dangerous for them outside. If they are caught by mistake, the result that awaits them will definitely be being sent back.

If they are old workers who have worked on the construction site for several months and received several salaries, it is slightly better. Even if they are caught and sent back, they can still make money.

For workers who have just arrived and haven't even received any salary, it would be terrible if they were caught. They would lose all their money.

After all, they don't have Jiang Yao's ability. To smuggle from the Federation to Hong Kong, they not only have to bear risks, but also the various expenses will definitely not be small.

Now that you have entered a locality, you must follow the local customs.

While on the construction site, Jiang Yao and Bingzai didn't want to appear too special.

After all, for other black market workers, being caught and sent back was not a big deal; they could get back by spending some money. But if they were caught and sent back, a bullet would definitely be waiting for them.

Of course, with Jiang Yao's ability, if he really encountered such a situation, he would definitely be able to resist.

However, he didn't want to do that unless it was necessary.

He came to Hong Kong from the Federation just to live a peaceful life that a normal person should have. He didn't want to be wanted by the police again and run away to other places in disgrace.

During the time of escape, although he looked calm and composed, only he knew the pain in his heart.

He first fled into the mountains, where he lived as a savage for more than half a month. After coming out of the mountains, he was very cautious all the way and was frightened when he saw people in uniform.

When he was walking on the road, he would feel nervous if there were a few more pedestrians around him and would have to be on high alert.

What was even more distressing was that when he saw his mother in Tanzhou Town, Zhongshan City, he did not dare to step forward to recognize her and could only look at her from a distance.

He definitely doesn't want to experience this kind of life again after experiencing it once.

When we left the small county town where I grew up, most people were still wearing cotton-padded clothes. However, the weather in Hong Kong was much hotter. When working on the construction site, even with bare chests, we felt too hot.

After returning to the shed, Jiang Yao immediately took a bucket and filled it with water from the faucet outside. Then he took off his clothes, put on a pair of underwear, and began to wash his body.

"Uncle Yao, the salary here is really high. I heard from Ah Sheng who sleeps next to me that he made more than 6,000 yuan last month."

"If I had a legitimate identity, I could work on the construction site for the rest of my life. Even if my boss went bankrupt, I would still be here."

"There are only a few days left until the first of next month when the salary is paid. We can only work for more than ten days this month, and we don't know how much we can get paid."

The soldier also picked up a bucket of cold water and started washing his body next to Jiang Yao.

This guy, when he was in his hometown, he could work hard in the pharmaceutical factory for a few hundred yuan a month. When he heard that others on the construction site could earn several thousand yuan a month, his eyes turned green.

"Can you be a bit more ambitious? In Hong Kong, what can you do with a few thousand dollars a month?"

"Do you know how expensive the rent is here? Do you know how high the prices are here?"

"You know nothing, and you still want to work on the construction site until your boss goes bankrupt? You are overthinking it!"

……

Jiang Yao rolled his eyes at Bingzai and responded unhappily.

Although this was his first time in Hong Kong, he had already gained a general understanding of the city through communication with his fellow workers.

Although the world he lives in is not the world he remembers from his previous life, there are certain similarities between the two.

“How high can prices go?”

Shrugging his shoulders, the soldier said with a chuckle, "I make several thousand a month. Even if I can't afford to buy a house, I should be able to rent a nice one. That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Besides, as long as I can solve the identity problem, I will work on the construction site, and my salary will definitely be normal. I can get at least 10,000 yuan a month."

"I can earn 10,000 yuan a month. When I was in my hometown, I never dared to dream of it."

Looking at this guy's intoxicated look, Jiang Yao must have gone to the toilet not long ago, otherwise, he really wanted to pee and wake the soldier up directly.

After rinsing, Jiang Yao carried the bucket back to the shed, changed his clothes, and lay directly on the bed.

Although there was nothing in the shed, there was at least a TV. It was not a black and white TV, but a large 21-inch color TV.

A Cantonese feature film was broadcast on TV. Although the plot was old-fashioned, many people watched it with great interest.

Of course, there are also workers who go to bed and fall asleep directly after coming back.

After all, these black market workers do physical labor, and the foremen on the construction site order them around like driving donkeys.

"Without a legitimate identity, it's impossible to take a single step in Hong Kong."

"I want to settle down in Hong Kong. In addition to speaking fluent Hong Kong dialect, I also need to solve the problem of identity card." "But how can I get this thing in my current situation?"

……

Lying on his own iron bed, Jiang Yao's eyes were fixed on the TV screen not far away, but his mind had already begun to wander.

The days on the construction site have always been relatively peaceful.

Before I knew it, a month or two had passed.

Following the principle of keeping a low profile, Jiang Yao would always be tolerant and unwilling to have any conflict with others even if there were minor conflicts with his co-workers on the construction site.

Because of this reason, his familiar co-workers gave him a nickname - softie.

Jiang Yao himself did not say anything about this. Instead, Bingzai was indignant and waved his fists, wanting to fight with others. However, in the end, Jiang Yao just glared back at him.

"Uncle Yao, it's getting late, it's time to go to work!"

Early in the morning, after washing up and preparing to go to the construction site, Bingzai saw Jiang Yao, who had changed into clean clothes and put on a pair of glasses, and was looking at himself in the mirror. He looked puzzled and urged him.

"I have something to do today, so I have to go out. Please ask for leave from the foreman!" Jiang Yao responded calmly.

He spoke fluently, entirely in Hong Kong dialect.

During the one or two months on the construction site, his biggest gain, apart from the small salary he received, was speaking fluent Cantonese.

Of course, compared with the Hong Kong dialect spoken by the locals, his voice and intonation still have a bit of the old accent, but this small flaw is not a big deal.

"Uncle Yao, are you going out?" The soldier asked after a pause.

"Well, let's go for a walk outside!" Jiang Yao nodded and responded casually.

"Hey, you wimp, you dare to go outside, have some courage!"

"Could it be that you got sick because of the uniformed police who came to arrest the black market workers a few days ago?"

"Since you started working here, I haven't seen you go outside many times. And you're still out there, aren't you afraid that you might end up in the police station if you're not paying attention?"

Jiang Yao's words made several workers who were about to go out pause.

They looked Jiang Yao up and down with strange expressions on their faces. One of the workers, named Afa, even spoke directly and teased him.

"What are you talking about? If you keep saying such harsh words, I'll beat you up!" The soldier on the side couldn't stand hearing others call Jiang Yao a wimp, so his face turned grim and he waved his fist at Ah Fa, threatening him.

"I was just joking. Can't you even laugh at this?" Ah Fa curled his lips in disdain and spat fiercely on the ground.

With a sullen look on his face, Bingzi pointed at Ah Fa and was about to say something harsh, but was stopped by Jiang Yao: "Forget it, Bingzi, didn't I tell you that when you are out in public, peace is the most important thing!"

"What Ah Fa said just now was just a joke, there is no other meaning, why are you taking it so seriously!"

With a gentle look and a faint smile on his face, Jiang Yao kindly advised.

After hearing what he said, Bingzai was speechless for a moment and had to put his raised arm down again.

"I see, Uncle Yao, you are a good man!"

"I'll tell you about the foreman, but I don't know whether he will deduct your wages!" He muttered to himself, turned around and greeted Jiang Yao, then walked out of the shed.

Others may not know how powerful Jiang Yao is, but Bingzai knows it very well.

Softie? It was a pity that those guys could come up with such a nickname for Jiang Yao.

When the whole family was killed and Liu Tai was buried alive, Bingzai was right beside Jiang Yao. In his mind, Uncle Yao, who was wise and brave but merciless, was given such a nickname. Is there any justice? Is there any law?
After adjusting his clothes and feeling that he looked pretty good, Jiang Yao walked out of the shed and headed straight out of the construction site.

"Sirs, can I ask which direction the Yuen Long Police Station is in?"

Just after crossing a few streets, two uniformed police officers appeared in Jiang Yao's sight.

Many black market workers like him would choose to take a detour when faced with such a situation.

And he, with a smile on his face, took the initiative to greet him.

"Go straight ahead along this street, turn left at the end, and then..." The two police officers were extremely enthusiastic. Worried that Jiang Yao might not understand, they even drew a picture and handed it to Jiang Yao.

I swear to God, Jiang Yao was just asking for directions and didn't use any secret techniques on them.

Perhaps, it was precisely because of his calmness that the two uniformed police officers reacted in this way.

If there was any trace of panic on his face, they might ask to see Jiang Yao's ID the first thing they saw.

"Thank you!" With a smile on his face, Jiang Yao thanked the two uniformed police officers.

Then, he took the note paper with the route map drawn on it, checked the direction, and walked quickly forward.

(End of this chapter)