Listening to Song Zixue's heroic words, Chen Baoxiang felt as if a skylight suddenly opened in his heart.
Sunlight, moonlight, and starlight came in, making his whole body bright and clear.
"Second sister, I understand."
"Third brother, you must know that only the Eighth Front Army truly sacrifices life and death for the sake of China. Although you and I are the descendants of Liangshanbo, times have changed and we cannot stick to one city, one place, one mountain and one river. Liangshanbo is nothing.
?Following the Eighth Front Army to kill the Japanese and save China is what a true hero does. A great hero serves the country and the people, the ultimate hero, fertilizes China with blood!"
Chen Baoxiang took a deep breath and figured out all the things he couldn't figure out in the past in an instant.
Bi Gong, although Bi Jing is an old commander, a handsome and respected hero of the moment, it is a pity that he went astray and became a scumbag of the Japanese. His reputation was completely ruined.
As for the Shenqianghui and Wanhualou, they fight back and forth, but they are just for personal gain.
"Third brother, I just spied on a secret meeting of the Japanese military headquarters and was noticed by the enemy. I first went north to Daming Lake, then went around in a circle and turned back, throwing away all the enemies. My sister-in-law Qingtian has already entered the city, hehehehe
, the devil’s good days are numbered.”
The two of them kept chatting in low voices and lost track of time.
When Chen Baoxiang remembered about dinner, he asked Liu Yue'e to cook two bowls of egg noodles and then specifically told her to cut two pinches of tender garlic leaves and sprinkle them on top of the noodles.
Song Zixue laughed: "Third brother, you and your sister are really two good cooks!"
Chen Baoxiang lamented: "Shandong cuisine is extensive and profound. It's a pity that the Japanese came and all the rice, noodles, vegetables and meat are made according to their taste. If I want to make Shandong cuisine, there is something missing. Nowadays, there are more and more shops selling fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs in Jinan
The more there are, alas..."
The two went back to the north room for dinner. Song Zixue continued to read the map while eating noodles.
Chen Baoxiang saw from the side that a thick and black pencil line came out from Zhaoyuan, followed the north to the west, passed the boundary of Changyi, and then reached near Shouguang Yangkou, turned south, pointed to Yidu County, and reached Yidu.
On the east side of the train station, cross the railway and enter Linqu County.
He naturally thought that if this gold transport route was planned in advance and had twists and turns, there would be hundreds of checkpoints.
As long as there's a traitor in one link, it's all over.
"Second sister, why don't you let the eldest brother and the fourth brother come together?"
"them?"
Song Zixue ate the noodles slowly, and the light in her eyes gradually became serious.
Chen Baoxiang bit the bullet and asked again: "Is the eldest brother also related to the Japanese? The fourth brother learned about the archery book not once or twice. The last time he framed the Shenqiang Club, he also shot the archery book. The eldest brother will not be so confused, he has been teaching me...
…”
Song Zixue shook her head: "People's hearts can change."
Chen Baoxiang had no choice but to shut up and stop asking.
Song Zixue had close contact with the top masters of the Eighth Front Army, a word he didn't know before.
He felt that the rice shop was like a tree stump, where horsemen and donkey riders tied their mounts, so they could come and go at any time, forming an iron camp and flowing soldiers.
People know how much he, Chen Baoxiang, weighs, but he doesn't know the details of other people's backgrounds.
Because of this, when those people lied to him and tricked him, he had no choice but to accept it.
After eating the noodles, Song Zixue put away the map and put it in her arms.
"Third brother, I have to leave. Remember, if there is gunfire in the city, you should take your family to the east and go out through the east gate. Never go west or south. To the west is the commercial port area, which is heavily guarded by the Japanese.
To the south is the bandit's den, with wolves in front and tigers behind, making it even more dangerous."
Chen Baoxiang had several things hanging in his mind, but he didn't know how to ask questions.
Song Zixue opened the back door and went out, and the street was filled with silence.
"Third brother, take care."
Chen Baoxiang cupped his fists and cupped his hands, watching Song Zixue go west.
After closing the door and coming back, his heart felt hot and cold at times, restless and restless.
When Li Qingtian entered Jinan City, there was probably going to be a fight between the dragon and the tiger between Bi Gong and Bi Jing.
Until early in the morning, Chen Baoxiang had enough tossing and turning before he managed to fall asleep.
When I opened my eyes, the sun was already shining on the window sill.
He turned over, and the room was quiet. From the south store, Liu Yue'e's voice was heard greeting old customers.
When I walked into the main room, there was a letter lying on the Eight Immortals table, held down by a tea bowl.
There was no name written on the envelope, only a picture of a piglet wagging its head and tail.
He opened the letter, and there were only a few words on the thin paper: "Beware of gentlemen, not villains. Serve the country with loyalty and bravely kill the enemy. It is good. Although Jinan has fallen, China will not be destroyed. The three talents are incomplete and the time has not come yet. Wait, wait.
,Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!”
At the end of the letter, there was no signature, just like the envelope, and there was a drawing of a piggy with a curled tail.
Chen Baoxiang was stunned and read the letter several times before he understood its meaning.
He called Liu Yue'e in and asked who sent the letter.
"Master, I don't know? I just saw you sleeping soundly, so I didn't call you. When I went to the store, there was nothing on the table."
Chen Baoxiang was surprised that someone sneaked in quietly while he was sleeping and left this letter.
At that time, it would be easy for the other party to take his head.
"Master, what's wrong? The picture on this letter is a piglet. Could it be your friend who slaughtered the pig?"
Pork is used every day in the rice shop. Chen Baoxiang does have friends in the slaughterhouse, but those people only know how to kill pigs and debone them, and they don't know how to read a basket.
"No, no."
Chen Baoxiang put the letter away and put it under the Kang mat.
Liu Yue'e's face turned pale with fright, and she tightened her apron: "Master, what's going on?"
"Someone warned me, be careful and patient, and don't cause trouble. Okay, you go and do your work. It's a letter from a friend, it's okay."
From the piglet drawn on the envelope, he thought of a person - "Pig Heavenly Official."
When the Eight-Power Allied Forces entered Beijing, the Queen Mother of the West and the young emperor were furious. They selected twelve people from the imperial family and named them "Twelve Heavenly Officials". They cast gold medals and distributed them to the twelve people, named after the twelve zodiac animals.
The Queen Mother of the West personally ordered the twelve heavenly officials to carry heavy sums of money and hide in the twelve most important cities in the north and south of China to secretly train killer organizations.
If something happens to the country, the Twelve Heavenly Officials can take action at any time and punish the thieves according to the order of the Queen Mother of the West.
After the Revolution of 1911, the Twelve Heavenly Officials lost the support of the Queen Mother of the West, and gradually disappeared from the world, and no one mentioned them anymore.
Chen Baoxiang knew that the symbols of these twelve people were small paintings of the twelve zodiac signs.
"When the Japanese invaded the country, the Twelve Heavenly Officials never showed their power. Now, they have finally appeared. It's great, it's great..."
Chen Baoxiang became excited and paced back and forth in the room.
He has long thought that anyone who dares to stand up and kill the Japanese is his ally. No matter what their identity was in the past, now everyone has a unified identity, that is, "anti-Japanese".
If the Twelve Heavenly Officials reappeared, raised their arms and shouted, and the mountains and seas responded, the Japanese would be doomed.
He even felt that the Twelve Heavenly Officials were more powerful than the Eighth Front Army. After all, they had the imperial edict personally issued by the Queen Mother of the West and were the number one official.
The whole day, Chen Baoxiang was in a state of excitement, his heart was pounding, and he always felt that something big was about to happen.
However, he did not wait for the good news from the "Twelve Heavenly Officials". Instead, he received Bigong, whom he had not seen for a long time.
Bi Gong stood outside the store, smiling and clasping his hands, calling Chen Baoxiang out.
"The Japanese in Jinan have heard about your name, and they also want to eat rice and meat. I will accompany them here at noon tomorrow. And you, don't make any noise, they will come quietly, and then leave after eating."
Chen Baoxiang nodded quickly, but a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. No matter how many Japs came, if they sprinkled a handful of rat poison, no one would be left, and they would all be thrown into the pot.
The devils are no tougher than rats. If you can kill rats with poison, you can certainly poison these murderous dogs.
"Boss Chen, what's wrong with you? Are you worried that the Japanese will not give you money for meals? Then you are wrong. These people who come to eat are smart, civilized and knowledgeable people. They are very reasonable and not only eat.
Give money, and if you do a good job, they will give you money as a reward."
"Uncle Bi, just forget about the meal money and reward money. It's not much money."
"That won't work. The emperor wants to build the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere. The most important thing is to let the Chinese people experience the warmth of the emperor. They must pay for food, they cannot take things from the people, and the garrison must be self-disciplined and not harass the people... In short,
Remember, under the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, all people are the subjects of the Japanese Empire, and they are all descendants of the Emperor. Everyone in Japan knows that the Emperor loves his people like his own son."
Chen Baoxiang kept smiling, but he had cursed the word "traitor" hundreds of times in his heart.
"Boss Chen, you work hard and strive for one person to achieve enlightenment. Chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven. You will also erect a big flag in Jinan City, so that everyone in and outside the city will know that you, Boss Chen, are good at opening a rice shop. In the future, you will open a restaurant in Grand View Garden.
, he must be a good hand, hehehe..."
After Bi Gong passed the order, he didn't show any intention of leaving immediately. Instead, he looked at the four logs under the opposite wall.
Chen Baoxiang now understands that wood is wood and there is nothing hidden inside.
"Boss Chen, are you going to make furniture with such good wood?"
"Buy some tables, chairs, benches, and a set of furniture, and the child will soon become a wife."
"Okay, okay, when your child gets engaged, I will also come to drink and congratulate you, hehehehe..."
Bi Gong walked around the door and refused to leave.
Chen Baoxiang understood and invited him in.
"Uncle Bi, there will be so many important guests coming over for dinner tomorrow. Don't make any mistakes. You can take a look around first. If there is any problem, I will clean it up in time."
Bi Gong looked around the store, groped up and down the stove, then went to the yard, inspected the north room and the woodshed, and finally left with a satisfied smile.
Of course Chen Baoxiang would not be so stupid as to directly use rat poison to deal with the Japanese.
His rice shop is here. If he kills the Japanese blatantly, the whole family will be killed.
Liu Yue'e took this matter lightly: "Master, don't worry. Since we can't offend or hide, it's better to be respectful than obey orders. We just treat Jinan people coming to eat, and there is no need to go out of our way to eat. They eat
Just leave as soon as it’s done, and the regular customers won’t know, so we can just go there and make some money.”
Chen Baoxiang smiled bitterly: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders, that's right, that's right. It's really unacceptable to let these dogs eat handfuls of our rice and meat!".