Yingzi walked into the drug store. A Japanese man in a kimono was standing behind the counter, taking medicine. When he saw a woman dressed like the eldest daughter of a wealthy Chinese family come in, she glanced at it with contempt at first, and then reluctantly said something blunt.
He asked in Chinese: "What do you want, sir?"
As soon as Yingzi looked at the eyes of little Japanese, she knew what the dead Japanese was thinking, so she directly said in Japanese: "What? You're not welcome?"
As soon as the man in kimono heard that he was proficient in Japanese, he immediately smiled and walked up to Yingzi with his feet wearing wooden clogs. He bowed politely and said: "So you are a subject of Great Japan. In this small town, except for Japanese soldiers,
There are very few Japanese people, so please forgive me for being negligent."
"Jiajun was injured and needs to buy some medicine." Yingzi said with her head held high.
"Excuse me, what kind of trauma is it?" The man in kimono asked alertly.
"Can I give you a knife?" Yingzi said angrily.
"Ah haha, you are joking." The man in the kimono said with an apologetic smile.
Yingzi pretended to be arrogant and wrote the list of medicines that Dan Feng wrote to her that she needed to buy. She translated it into Japanese, then copied the list again and slapped it on the counter, saying: "That's it, get ready to go."
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The man in the kimono picked up the medicine list and looked at it. A trace of uneasiness flashed across his face, but he didn't say anything else. He just bowed to Yingzi and said, "Please wait a moment."
Yingzi watched the man in kimono enter the back room, probably going to prepare medicine, and was wandering around the store.
The kimono man entered the back room, went straight to a phone, picked up the phone, and dialed the Special Higher Education Section. After the call was transferred, the kimono man received instructions from the section chief, and the medicines were prepared according to the list and sold to him.
People, it just takes a little longer to prepare the medicine, and I don’t ask much about anything else.
"Hi, hi, hi." The man in the kimono nodded in agreement.
After more than ten minutes, Yingzi still didn't see the kimono man coming out, so she couldn't help but feel suspicious, so she shouted loudly in Japanese to the back room: "Hey, President, hurry up."
"It's almost here, it's almost here." The kimono-clad man's voice came from the back room.
Yingzi walked around the store a few more times. After five or six minutes, the man in kimono finally came out. He took a large bag of medicines and put the medicines on the counter. He also took out the list Yingzi gave, and planted them all on Yingzi.
Carefully counting things in front of her, and serving patiently, meticulously and thoughtfully, regardless of the reason or where she was going, Yingzi watched and listened, feeling that the man in the kimono was stalling for time.
"Okay, okay, no need to count anymore, how much is it?" Yingzi stuffed all the medicines on the counter into the bag.
The kimono man respectfully said how many yen were needed in total. Eiko stuffed two silver dollars into the kimono man and walked out with the bundle.
"Your Majesty, won't you sit down for a while?" the man in kimono asked from behind.
Yingzi was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"Come back next time." The man in kimono followed to the door.
Yingzi walked out of the store and saw the third brother still sitting by the tea stall, with one hand on his waist.
Sure enough, there was a problem. Yingzi walked towards the tea stall and observed Biaozi and Minghe thirty meters away from the corner of his eyes. Although they were still selecting small commodities in their hands, their eyes were looking left and right. Obviously, they had noticed the surroundings.
Something changed.
The third brother saw Yingzi coming out of the store, holding a baggage in his hand. He must have received the medicine, so he quickly got up and walked towards Yingzi.
"Old Chen, let's go." Yingzi looked at the third brother coming over.
"Hey, miss, give me the baggage." The third brother stepped forward to get the baggage.
Yingzi handed the baggage to the third brother without saying anything else, but the two people's eyes communicated instantly and they understood everything. Yingzi walked in front along the street, and the third brother followed closely with the baggage.
Seeing Sange and Yingzi walking forward, Biaozi and Minghe bought some small things and immediately followed behind.
"We are in trouble. I wonder what that boy Yuesong is doing?" Biaozi whispered to Minghe.
"Don't worry, it's an old brand and trustworthy." Minghe replied.