Huang Ping looked at her suddenly.

This was the first time in the past two days that he felt that this woman really did what she said.

She said she was in charge of the cannery, and faced with so many Japanese armed with guns and unfriendly attitudes, she stood up and did not shirk her responsibilities...

"Who are you?" The Japanese man next to Jiro Akihara squinted his eyes and looked at Baizhi.

She was undoubtedly a good-looking woman, and still young.

The temperament and aura are extremely unique, and when they are combined in one woman, people who see her rarely pay attention to her appearance, but are only overwhelmed by her aura.

But this Japanese man is obviously an animal who thinks with his lower body, and only his face can be seen.

He looked Bai Zhi up and down with a frivolous look in his eyes.

Zhou De's face darkened and he was about to take action.

Bai Zhi raised her hand, and Zhou De immediately held it back, keeping his eyes fixed on the Japanese man opposite, holding the gun, ready to take action at any time.

The same goes for the other three.

Inside the door behind them, Jiang Xiaotian looked outside through the crack, staring at the frivolous Japanese man with a pair of dark round eyes.

"I, Ye Baizhi, am in charge of this cannery now. If you have any questions, please discuss them with me." As she spoke, her cold eyes from under her glasses swept over the frivolous Japanese man.

Just a glance.

The Japanese who had evil intentions towards Baizhi suddenly felt like he was being stared at by the devil. Cold sweat began to appear on his back and his brain instantly became extremely clear. All the evil thoughts just now disappeared, leaving only inexplicable panic and fear.

Akihara Jiro frowned and looked at them coldly, the gun in his hand moving: "I don't care what you are doing, and I don't care who is in charge of the cannery. I must have cans. No tricks!"

Obviously, he thought that the scene in front of him was a trick played by Huang Ping and Ye Baizhi, whose purpose was to prevent them from supplying canned food.

"Mingyuan Taijun, we really can't give you the amount you want. Now we can only give you one third of it. Taijun, please be flexible..." Huang Ping said with a sad face.

The gun was pointed at him again, his finger on the trigger.

Huang Ping couldn't utter a single word after that. He was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground. He was completely supported by the other two Japanese.

Bai Zhi: "I understand. You want canned food, right?"

She spoke without honorifics and showed little respect.

Jiro Akihara looked at her with an unhappy expression. Some Japanese behind him also looked unhappy and pulled out their bayonets.

He was about to speak...

Bai Zhi: "We have only produced one-third of it so far. How about you wait until the day after tomorrow? I will have the workers work overtime tonight, and I will supply you with all the supplies the day after tomorrow morning, without missing a single one."

Huang Ping looked at her suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

Even the Japanese were stunned. They didn't expect this woman to say that.

Bai Zhi's lips curled slightly: "If you are willing to wait a little longer, we can definitely produce more canned food."

"Are you serious? You're going to prepare everything for us early the day after tomorrow?" asked Jiro Akihara.

The day after tomorrow morning, when the Japanese army sets out.

Bai Zhi nodded: "Of course, you are the customers. We will do our best to prepare what the customers want, even if we have to work overtime."

Jiro Akihara and the person next to him looked at each other and saw smiles and ridicule in each other's eyes.

Then, Jiro Akihara put away his gun and said, "Okay, then we'll wait until the morning after tomorrow. It happens that we're leaving the morning after tomorrow."

After a pause, he threatened again: "If you can't finish it on time, don't blame us for being rude."

"Bang——" He raised his hand and fired a shot at a tree next to him.

Good shooting, hit the target.

But Bai Zhi didn't even glance at them. She just smiled and said, "Of course, I swear on my life that I will prepare all the canned goods for you."

Mingyuan Jiro smiled, and Bai Zhi extended her hand: "What's your name? From now on, you will be our friend from Japan. You are much more sensible than Huang Ping."

Huang Ping: “…”

Bai Zhi didn't extend her hand. She glanced at his hand and said, "Sorry, I'm not used to shaking hands with people."

"How dare you!" someone yelled next to him.

Mingyuan Jiro stopped him, took his hand back, and kept smiling: "It doesn't matter, we are friends, we should understand each other, I understand you."

Bai Zhi also smiled: "Come and pick up the canned food at six o'clock the day after tomorrow morning."

"Hahaha, that's great! See you the day after tomorrow." After saying that, Jiro Akihara turned and left.

The Japanese man next to him said to him in Japanese: "This woman is a bit rude, why don't we teach her a lesson?"

He was the man with the frivolous look just now.

"Don't make things more complicated. What's important is military supplies. She can provide canned food. What's important is the canned food, not her attitude. Women in this country are always so conservative. They won't shake hands if they don't want to. We are fighting a war with the Qin guy. Let's finish the war first and talk about other things later. When we come back, you can do whatever you want." Akihara Jiro said calmly.

The man nodded. "Well, women are women, they are short-sighted. She must have thought she could get paid from us, so she immediately agreed to provide us with so many cans!"

In fact, they knew from the beginning that the cannery could not provide the quantity they wanted, and they said that just to put pressure on Huang Ping. Who knew that the woman agreed immediately.

Mingyuan Jiro chuckled: "Foolish Republic people, it is a blessing for them to pay tribute to us, what reward do they want?"

"Yes, hahahaha."

The sound gradually faded away.

Standing there, Bai Zhi looked at their backs coldly.

"Our factory has no way of supplying them with so many cans! And if they don't pay, they definitely won't give us a penny!" Huang Ping couldn't wait to say to Bai Zhi.

He had bad intentions and wanted Baizhi to help him take the blame and let her face the wrath of the Japanese, but when Baizhi agreed to provide them, he became extremely anxious.

If Baizhi can't be taken out tomorrow, not only will Baizhi be doomed, but he probably won't survive either!

Bai Zhi glanced at him and said calmly, "Who said we don't have canned food?"

Huang Ping: "..." What the hell is a can?!

Their cannery doesn't have that much food to can, so where did she get the cans from?!

etc--

No, they actually have cans!

Could the canned goods she was talking about be the new batch she produced?!

"Can that can be eaten?!" Huang Ping was shocked.

"We can't eat it, but it's just right for the Japanese to eat it." Bai Zhi said, then turned around and went back into the factory.

Soon, Huang Ping heard her voice coming from inside -

"Everyone, come on! Work overtime tonight. In a few days, we'll give you overtime pay, food, meat, and silver dollars!"

"Good—" the workers cheered.

Huang Ping: “…” Hehe.

This woman is a good shot, but she's also a real boaster.

She talked about world peace before, and now she's talking about meat and food. Does she know how expensive these two things are now?!

Huang Ping suddenly wanted to escape overnight.

After all, this batch of problematic canned food was handed over to the Japanese. Once they found out, they would definitely come back to deal with them. Even if they wanted to go to war, it would be easy for them to deal with her and herself!

Besides, there are still many Japanese people left in the northern capital.

The more I thought about Huang Ping, the more scared I felt, and I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't sit still.

The day after tomorrow at six o'clock in the morning.

All the cans are packed and placed outside the cannery.

Jiro Akihara and many Japanese people drove over to transport the cans. When he saw the mountains of cans, he immediately laughed and narrowed his eyes.

"Hahaha, my friend, you are really great!" He walked over with a big laugh.

Bai Zhi smiled faintly: "All the canned food is ready. Because it's too difficult to get so much grain and meat, and we made it in a hurry, the taste is average, maybe not as good as before."

As she spoke, she picked up a can and opened it.

The smell of meat spread, with a slightly astringent taste, and it was indeed not as fragrant as before.

Jiro Akihara was not angry, as it was very rare to get such a large batch of canned food.

It doesn’t matter if the taste is average, as long as the soldiers can fill their stomachs. Their superiors won’t eat this.

"It doesn't matter! This little problem is not important!" Jiro Akihara patted the boxes piled together. A Japanese man next to him opened the box and saw that it was indeed full of cans.

He smiled more sincerely, "From now on, when you hang out in Beidu, just mention my name, Mingyuan Jiro, and they will all give you face!"

"Thank you."

Bai Zhi smiled and said, "When will you settle the payment for this batch of goods?"

Mingyuan Jiro interrupted her: "Don't worry, we can talk about it when we come back."

"This..." Bai Zhi frowned.

"We are all friends. Talking about money will hurt feelings. We will talk to you again when we come back! Hahaha, move out!" Akihara Jiro waved his hand, and the other Japanese people immediately started to move out.

Bai Zhi's brows were still furrowed, and she opened her mouth and then closed it.

Jiro Akihara saw it all, exchanged glances with the other person, and they both smiled smugly.

"Friend, we're leaving now. The army is about to set off. The Qin guy can't beat us. We'll come back to find you! Hahaha!" Mingyuan Jiro looked at Baizhi.

——Obviously, this was a good deal, and he wanted to continue asking for canned food in the future.

Bai Zhi paused, then slowly smiled: "Then you must remember my name - Ye Baizhi."

"Ye Baizhi, okay, I'll remember it." Mingyuan Jiro repeated her name once, and then happily took his people away.

Bai Zhi looked at his back, and the smile on her lips became meaningful.

Huang Ping, who was holding his breath, could no longer bear it. He didn't receive a single silver dollar for this batch of goods, and she had invested so many things, all of which was his money!

Just now, when the Japanese were there, he didn't dare to say anything, but now he really couldn't bear it anymore and was ready to speak.

Bai Zhi: "You must remember my name, otherwise when you go to Hades, you won't know who took your life!"

Her voice was frighteningly cold.

Like a devil, the voice frightened Huang Ping so much that he shuddered subconsciously and felt a chill on his back.

Then, she turned and looked at Zhou De and the others——

"Zhou De, Chen Jianye, Liu Li, take the workers and follow these Japanese from a distance. Remember, keep a long way off, just follow the tracks of their vehicles. If you encounter any villagers along the way, take them along and tell them you're taking them to pick up food and supplies!"

"Remember, wait until the Japanese are dead before you go. All you need are weapons and vehicles. After you take away the guns, bullets, other weapons, and vehicles, leave the rations and other things the Japanese took with them to the villagers who follow them."

She looked at Li Fuyu with her eyes wearing gold-rimmed glasses——

"Take Huang Ping with you and call or send a telegram to Qin Ce in the Central Province. Tell him we've helped him deal with the Japanese. Ask him if he wants their guns, bullets, and other weapons in exchange for food and meat!"

"Yes—" the four of them responded in unison, and then immediately took action.

Huang Ping: “…” He was stunned.

This woman...isn't she crazy?

He swallowed, and before he could say anything, Li Fuyu grabbed him and said, "Let's go, Mr. Huang."

Huang Ping: "...Gently, gently!"

"What does Marshal Ye mean? Is he saying that all the Japanese must die? I'm a little confused." Liu Li lowered his voice.

The workers following behind them were also confused, but they still followed obediently.

There is no other way. Life is not easy these days. They basically have to do whatever their superiors say. Otherwise, they will lose their jobs and will not be able to survive in this chaotic world!

Chen Jianye immediately shouted, "Don't ask nonsense questions! Whatever Marshal Ye says is true!"

Zhou De nodded: "Yes, when has anything Marshal Ye said not come true?"

Liu Li scratched his head, then became happy: "That's true! If those Japanese are to die, all their things will be ours. Hahahaha, I wonder how much those weapons will be worth!"

The simple-minded Liu Li was happy and relieved, but Zhou De and Chen Jianye looked at each other with worry in their eyes.

——Because they don’t know what Marshal Ye’s plan is!

Are all those Japanese really going to die?!

How did Marshal Ye kill tens of thousands of Japanese?!

What if they hadn't died?

It’s really... worrying to death.

Of course, they encountered villagers along the way, but those villagers were obviously frightened and immediately avoided them as soon as they saw people.

Or Chen Jianye sent a thin man from the factory to the village and shouted—

"Go pick up the Japanese people's food!"

"If you want to go with us, hurry up and catch up. We are leaving and we won't wait for anyone!"

Everyone who heard the sound was confused.

Someone said: "Picking up things from the Japanese? It's not that easy to pick up things from the Japanese pirates. It will kill you!"

"These people must be starving."

"No, I want to go! I don't know if they are starving or not, but I am going to be starving. My father is almost starving to death. If there is really food, I must go!"

"Sanlang, don't go, you'll lose your life!"

"It's the same whether I lose my life today or starve to death tomorrow, but if it's true, I'll survive!"

"Yes, I want to go too. I want to eat too!"

"Mom, I'm hungry, I want to eat..."

"I want to go!"

Many people responded one after another, and then ragged men, women, old and young, staggered after them.

Their lives were so difficult. There had been wars for years, famine had been happening in the northern province, and there were battles everywhere. They couldn't even escape.

Feng Kunjun of the neighboring Liao Province refused to take them in, so they had nowhere to go. Staying in such a place, they were so hungry that they almost had to eat dirt.

When you hear about food, how many people can hold on?

Even some children were led by their families to follow the group of people in front...

"There are more and more people behind us. We have been walking for half a day and it is already noon. If we keep going, we can hold on, but these starving people can't..." Chen Jianye frowned.

Zhou De took a deep breath: "Marshal Ye asked us to do this, there must be a reason..."

Liu Li looked up and said loudly: "Yes, Marshal Ye never made a mistake! Those Japanese are definitely going to die!"

ahead.

"Jiro Akihara, let everyone take a rest and eat something to replenish their strength. If we have to fight, our Japanese army can only win, not lose!" ordered the general of the Japanese team.

Mingyuan Jiro immediately responded loudly: "Yes!"

"You did a good job this time. You managed to get so many canned foods. Let them eat canned foods today." The general praised.

Mingyuan Jiro was a little excited, smiled, and said in a louder voice: "Yes!"

After coming out, Akihara Jiro shouted loudly—

"All Japanese soldiers, take your canned food and rest for lunch!"

"yes!"

The cans were distributed level by level.

Jiro Akihara had been watching the distribution of canned food from the side. Seeing the smiles on the faces of the Japanese soldiers, he also smiled happily.

This is all thanks to him.

——I also want to thank that woman with long hair and little knowledge.

What's her name?

By the way, Ye Baizhi.

Her name is Ye Baizhi.