Liang Jian: I have a canteen

As night falls, the Magic City's docks gradually become lively. Compared to the daytime, this place is more like a microcosm of this era.

The dim street lights came on, casting light on the wet stone road, casting halos of light. On the river in the distance, the outline of the cargo ship was looming in the darkness.

Xu San asked the driver to slow down a bit, then took out a telescope and looked at the passenger ships in the distance.

He also had some knowledge of ship flags, so he could still tell to which side the passenger ships docked at the port belonged.

In fact, knowing one’s nationality may not be useful.

Because the ships operating a certain route may not be from the country's own country, but Xu San believes that it is more likely to narrow the scope to ships of Japanese nationality.

The driver looked back at the telescope with night vision function in Xu San's hand and asked, "Master, is that a camera you have?"

"Ah!" Xu San was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes!"

Although the driver admitted his mistake, Xu San did not correct him and just let it go.

Clear whistles sounded in the distance, and coolies were busy shuttling back and forth, carrying heavy cargo and unloading it from the ship to the shore. The heavy footsteps and the sound of cargo colliding intertwined together, playing a unique melody of this era.

A low and long whistle broke the silence of the night. Xu San turned around and found that it was a passenger ship. Judging from the flag it was flying, it was from Japan.

Sure enough, there are passenger ships from Japan!
After making up his mind, Xu San said to the driver in front of him, "Brother, let's find a place to eat something. I see you are familiar with this place, so go wherever you like. It doesn't matter if it's open or not, even a roadside stall will do."

"Do you have any dietary restrictions?" the driver asked.

Xu San thought about it seriously and said, "I won't eat it raw! As long as it's cooked, I can eat it."

"You are such a joke, who would eat it raw?"

"Guangzhou and Fujian both have this custom."

"It seems so!" The driver answered hesitantly, "I heard about this from my brother who pulled the cart with us." As the driver spoke, he turned and ran in the dark to a corner of the dock.

It's true that the driver's eyesight is quite good. Even in the dark, he can still see the road clearly and the car doesn't stumble at all when driving.

It seems that the diet is good and there is no night blindness unique to this era.

The dark road was good. Before he reached the destination, Xu San smelled the tempting aroma of food.

There are stinky tofu, fried fish, and many delicious snacks that Xu San can’t name.

Smelling the tempting aroma, Xu San couldn't help swallowing, recalling the days when he used to eat skewers with his buddies in the evenings.

The driver turned a corner and the world in front of him gradually became brighter.

Then, Xu San saw a small market.

It was very lively, with people selling snacks and gadgets, much like the night markets of later generations.

The driver also slowed down his pace at this time and said, "Master, we're here! This is the market at the dock. There are food and entertainment. If you are full, you can take a walk and maybe buy some new and interesting things from overseas."

"Not bad! Not bad!" Xu San nodded in agreement. He didn't expect there would be such a place here.

Looking at this lively little market, Xu San thought for a moment and asked, "Which gang is taking care of this place?"

"Green Gang!" the driver answered without hesitation.

Speaking of the Qing Gang, Xu San continued to ask, "Are there any powerful people named Ding Li or Xu Wenqiang?" (End of this chapter)