"A beautiful woman's heart is as deep as the ocean. When someone gives you a gift, you have to express it."
Zuo Mengeng asked for an exquisite wooden box from Fu Yijian and handed it to Murong Fu.
"Send this to me, I believe the girl will be very happy."
Murong Fu was deeply moved.
Having just accepted Pu Jingyan's gift, he wanted to give something in return.
But after thinking about it for a long time, I was busy going on an expedition, and the things around me were all military supplies, which were really not suitable for gifts, so I could only feel very upset.
Unexpectedly, Zuo Menggeng found out about this matter, and the commander-in-chief would go to this extent for his sake.
The wooden box is not big, but it is carved from fine mahogany.
The things inside were dark and unremarkable.
But Murong Fu knew that what Zuo Menggen gave him would definitely not be ordinary.
"This is a kind of food. It tastes very sweet. It comes from Nanyang. It is the most suitable gift for girls."
Murong Fu accepted it, ran over and handed the box into Pu Jingyan's hands.
"The commander-in-chief knows about our affairs and asked me to give this to you."
When Park Jingyan heard this, her heart skipped a beat.
She fell in love with Murong Fu. Firstly, he was handsome and had a bright future. Secondly, she was in a foreign country and she hoped to have someone to rely on. Otherwise, a lonely woman would always feel empty and insecure.
After several contacts, although there was no real breakthrough, Murong Fu's gentle and considerate character still made Park Jingyan unable to stop.
When she learned that Murong Fu was about to join the army, Pu Jingyan couldn't hold it any longer and finally made a bold confession.
She didn't know what the consequences of her actions would be. If she scared Murong Fu and made him retreat, she didn't know how sad she would be.
Now that the other party's intentions were finally clear, and he even got Zuo Mengeng's support, Pu Jingyan's eyes immediately turned red.
As bitter as her first half of life was, her current life is as sweet as it is.
Murong Fu helped her open the wooden box.
"The commander-in-chief said this is a good thing from Nanyang. It tastes very sweet. Please try it."
"Um."
At this moment, Pu Jingyan was as sweet and docile as a little daughter-in-law.
She picked up a piece of chocolate, put it gently to her mouth, and took only a small bite. The mellow sweetness immediately turned her eyes into crescent moons.
"It's delicious. It's really delicious. You should eat it too."
She handed over the chocolate again, and Murong Fu took a bite and immediately realized something.
"If this thing can be used in the army, everyone will no longer have to worry about going hungry when marching and fighting in the future."
Hearing this, Pu Jingyan couldn't help but bulge her mouth.
This man has a military spirit to his core.
At this time, I was thinking about marching and fighting.
She just didn't know that soldiers were always like this.
When a certain war god in later generations saw a street cafe, what he thought of was not a romantic date, but two machine guns, which could block a regiment's attack.
"Are you still used to living here? Do you miss home because you can't eat the food from your hometown?"
Zuo Menggeng was still very concerned about women from North Korea. Park Jingyan happened to be around, so he asked about them.
Park Jingyan now admires Zuo Menggeng with all her might.
"There will definitely be people who miss home, but I don't want to. There was no one in my home, and now my sister is here again. It's great here. The food and accommodation here are much better than in North Korea."
As long as they have eaten once in Shandong, none of these Koreans will miss the food of their hometown.
The food they eat in their hometown is not even as good as pig food.
After getting this answer, Zuo Mengeng was somewhat relieved.
"When the time is right in the future, I can allow you to return to your hometown to visit relatives."
Hearing what he said, Park Jingyan immediately clapped her hands.
"Everyone will be very happy to hear this, Commander, and everyone will work hard."
Zuo Mengeng smiled slightly.
"Do your best. You will not be treated badly here. Don't think of yourself as an outsider. You are what the people here are."
With his words, Pu Jingyan completely opened her heart. She no longer felt any difference in everything in Shandong.
Zuo Mengeng looked at the little girl next to Pu Jingyan again.
"Your name is Park So-yeon, can you sing?"
After listening to her sister's translation, Park So-yeon shook her head.
"Commander, I have the strength and I will work hard."
She had no idea why Zuo Mengeng asked this.
The girl with the same name in later generations was very good at singing. Of course, she didn't have much strength.
After all, the world is different, and the only thing left is nostalgia.
The person who came to the pier to greet Zuo Mengeng was actually Zuo Fu.
"Wang Weiran is here and strongly demands to buy our weapons. The matter is serious and no one dares to make the decision, so we have to wait for you to come back."
Zuo Mengeng laughed loudly.
"Is Wang Weiran buying it for himself? He just wants to do good things."
Zuo Fu was a little hesitant.
"On the surface, Wang Weiran is our partner. If he doesn't agree, it will not look good on his face."
This is also the attitude of many people here in Shandong.
Everyone knew that Shandong could be powerful, and the credit for these weapons must not be leaked out. But it was Wang Weiran who came to buy them, and no one knew how to refuse.
Zuo Mengeng didn't hesitate at all.
"Where is he?"
Zuo Fu quickly said: "It's in Linqing."
Zuo Mengeng understood.
"It just so happens that I have to go back. I'll tell him about this in person."
Linqing.
Wang Weiran has been here for some time.
However, when Zuo Mengeng went to Songjiang Mansion, he could not find the real owner. During this period, he also visited many old friends.
During the social interactions, he had already revealed that he wanted to purchase advanced weapons from Shandong.
However, as soon as those old friends heard his thoughts, they all gave him different opinions, but refused to give him a solid reply.
"Liu Yiyuan simply hid in the military camp and closed the door. He was hiding from me. At first we made love and vowed to accompany him life and death. Now it seems that he is just a villain."
Everything went wrong, and Wang Weiran was in a bad mood.
The old woman waiting next to him was indifferent, but the words she spoke did not sound like a servant.
"If you want to get weapons, you can only go to Zuo Mengeng. This can only be done if you use favors. Otherwise, you have to find other means."
Wang Weiran turned his eyes and looked at the old woman, his expression full of sarcasm.
"What the Wang family cannot do, can you White Lotus Sect do it? If you were really powerful, you wouldn't be driven to Shanxi by Zuo Mengeng."
The old woman didn't seem to hear his sarcasm.
"Gods have magical powers, and rats have their ways. Your eldest son, Wang, has been frustrated many times. If the little girl succeeds in this matter, how should she explain it?"
Wang Weiran knew that she was using a provoking method, but he didn't care.
"Humph, if you really can do it, I wouldn't mind introducing you to the Great Khan."
Hearing this, the old woman's eyes flashed with a light that was inappropriate for her age.