"Shopkeeper, please bring three bowls of herbal tea!"
Zhou Weihan was wearing a long robe and a top hat, sitting on the bench of the tea stall. The monk and Tian Defu on the side tied their horses to the horse posts. They looked around and saw that there was nothing wrong. Zhou Weihan sat down
Opposite of.
The shopkeeper of the tea stall took a look at the attire of Zhou Weihan and the other three. The two waiters were wearing buns and had bulging waists. It was obvious that someone was wearing something on their waists.
The leader had a kind face, but the bald one looked like an evil star, and he couldn't help but secretly say something bad, hoping that nothing would happen.
"Shopkeeper, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and serve herbal tea!" The monk shouted loudly when he saw that the tea stall owner had not moved.
The monk's shout immediately attracted the attention of the customers in the tea stall. The customers scattered around quickly turned their heads back when they saw the monk's fierce look.
"Well, Sir, you have been waiting for a long time!"
The tea stall owner held a stack of bowls in his left hand and a teapot with a long spout in his right hand. Three tea bowls were placed in front of the three people. Then the teapot was raised high, and the turbid tea flowed down the spout into the bowls.
Zhou Weihan picked up the tea bowl, blew out the floating tea foam, drank it all, and then wiped his mouth.
"Shopkeeper, I think your business is good!" Zhou Weihan said with a smile.
The tea stall in front of me guards the west city gate, and there are people carrying baskets and stalls selling vegetables and grains next to it.
There were a lot of people coming and going, and in just a moment, a few people sat down, and the waiter was greeting them.
"Hey, we set up a stall during the off-season. People who come into the city usually drink herbal tea here and barely make a living!" The shopkeeper gave Zhou Weihan another bowl of tea while he was talking.
"I see there are people selling grain here. Food is a war preparation material, and the Japanese in Handan City don't care about it?"
"This is strange!" The shopkeeper glanced at the thing on the monk's waist again, with a slight hesitation on his face, then approached Zhou Weihan's ear and whispered in a low voice: "Since Handan City was captured by the Eighth Route Army in August, this
The new Japanese are said to have been transferred from Wuyi and Wuan in the west!"
"This group of Japanese are very different from the previous ones. Have you seen the newly built city wall in front?" The shopkeeper looked directly in front of the tall city wall.
Zhou Weihan nodded and said in his heart that Temple Yong was still capable. In just two months, he rebuilt the inner and outer cities with only the financial and material resources collected from the Handan border.
You must know that after the independent detachment captured Handan City and evacuated, Zhou Weihan specifically ordered that the main buildings and walls in Handan City be blown into rubble.
"When they were building the city wall before, the Japanese captured a lot of young men around Handan. Before they built fortifications for the Japs, the young men had to bring their own dry food, and they were always beaten!"
"This time, the Japanese not only took care of food but also wages. I heard that several puppet soldiers who oversaw the work were shot on the spot by the Japanese for secretly deducting rations!"
"Could it be that the Japanese are also divided into the National Army and the Eighth Route Army?"
The monk on the side heard that the shopkeeper of the tea stall kept saying good things about the Japanese, but he was not happy. He glared at the shopkeeper: "Why do you always say good things about the little Japanese in your words? What benefits can the little Japanese give you?"
Already?"
"Hey, brother, what you said is wrong. I am just an ordinary man. In this troubled world, human life is like a piece of grass. If we go forward a hundred years, it will be like this every year. You can ask me about which family.
No one has ever died due to war!"
"Whether it's the Japanese, the National Army, or the Eighth Route Army, we ordinary people just want to live a peaceful life. The requirements are not high, as long as we can survive!"
"Look at the folks who set up stalls around here. When have they dared to set up stalls at the city gate before? Even when the national army was there, they would scratch the ground three feet and geese would pluck their hair!"
"The new Japanese are trying to trick the big business owners, but they are not trying to trick ordinary people like us!"
"Young man, I see that you are young and well-educated. It is not easy for your family to support your education. There is no need to tuck your head in your belt!" the tea stall owner said to Zhou Weihan.
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After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he saw the monk glaring at him angrily, with his right hand on his waist. In an instant, he felt chills on his backbone and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Hey, young man, look at that stupid mouth. Don't be as knowledgeable as me!" the shopkeeper said, giving himself a hard slap.
"Shopkeeper, pay the bill!" Zhou Weihan forced a smile on his face.
"Chenghui, the three eldest sons!"
The monk took out three big ones from his pocket and slapped them on the table.
The three of them left the tea stall.
"Master, I see how many fellow villagers around Handan have been bribed by the little devils!" the monks all muttered.
Zhou Weihan's face darkened. On the one hand, he came to Handan this time because he received an invitation from Terauchi Yong to celebrate his "fortieth birthday" and took the opportunity to discuss some things. On the other hand, the enemy's engineering department reported some time ago that Terauchi Yong general Han
Shan's governance was "very good", and Zhou Weihan wanted to see it for himself.
After two months, Zhou Weihan came to Handan again. It can be said that Handan has undergone earth-shaking changes.
This change is not only reflected in Handan's appearance, but also in the hearts of HD people.
Although the tea stall owner can only represent himself, the fellow villagers who set up stalls near the city gate can represent the majority of the people in Handan.
The fellow villagers dared to set up a stall at the city gate, which proved that the actions of the Japanese troops in the temple had indeed won over the hearts and minds of a considerable part of the people. This cannot be faked.
The Huairong policy implemented by Neji Okamura was hypocritical on the inside. Most of the Japanese troops in various places went against it and failed to achieve the desired results. However, the series of policies implemented by Terauchi Isamu in Handan to win people's hearts, Zhou Weihan estimated
Isamu Tsunouchi may actually be doing this from the bottom of his heart.
Since ancient times, those who win the hearts of the people will win the world. This has been verified by history.
The reason why the Eighth Route Army was able to develop and grow behind enemy lines despite the Japanese army's cage policy was all due to the wholehearted support of the local people.
Once Neji Okamura saw Isamu Terauchi's outstanding political achievements and vigorously promoted them within the Japanese army, Zhou Weihan shuddered when he thought of all the possibilities in the future, fearing that the Eighth Route Army's life behind enemy lines would become even more difficult.
At this time, Zhou Weihan could only hope that there would be fewer and fewer weirdos like Isamu Terauchi within the Japanese army.
The relationship between Zhou Weihan and Terauchi Isamu depends entirely on the involvement of interests. To use the words of the teacher comrade, they cooperate in the struggle and struggle in the cooperation.
In the final analysis, the two of them have different positions and belong to two different ethnic groups. If you have a good life, I will not have a good life.
"Let's go into the city. I want to see what Yong Neng in the temple can do on his fortieth birthday!" Zhou Weihan said coldly.