In the dim room, Jiang Cha listened to the sound of gunfire outside with sleepy eyes.
According to the category, it should be a carbine gun, and the clicking sound is very nice.
There are also quite a lot of Type 38 rifles. It sounds like there are quite a lot of them, so they must be hunting someone.
I didn't dare turn on the light, so I quietly lifted a corner of the curtain and looked at my watch in the moonlight. It was only 3:30 in the morning.
There's such a big commotion outside. I wonder if it's because someone saw the dry goods in the warehouse, or if they're lurking somewhere else.
At this time, the country is in chaos.
The group army, the central government, Chongqing, the military unified, the central unified, various warlords, bandits, in short, everyone wants to stand out, everyone wants to take advantage of the chaos to make a profit.
The batch of goods in the hands of the young man from a noble family is a hot commodity in everyone's eyes.
If you don’t find it in Wu City one day, you won’t have any peace.
After all, the privileged class is used to enjoying themselves. If someone suddenly attacks her, how can she swallow this?
So there must be some trouble!
Don’t accidentally hurt the people sent from my hometown, the rest doesn’t matter!
Who doesn’t like to watch dog bite dog?
He lowered the curtains but didn't lie back down. He half-lay on the sofa, listening to the noise outside getting farther and farther away.
Being able to get something as good as a carbine definitely means that they have a good relationship with the United States. I think they are from the Kuomintang side.
Much of the Bald Man’s equipment is imported from the United States and the United States.
The equipment is much better than that of the Hong Party!
It’s a pity that the proper combat troops are not equipped properly!
Instead, several so-called ace troops were formed, which were led by Baldy's direct subordinates.
When we really fight the Japanese, the equipment supplied to the front line must be divided into those raised by the real mother and those raised by the stepmother.
She has been hanging out a lot recently and has heard a lot of gossip.
I heard that some people in the group army were selling off the military rations. Wow!
They fought the Japanese at the front line, and then exchanged their food for money and put it into their own pockets.
They are not treated as human beings at all. If they survive by chance, they will probably be used as cannon fodder.
Jiang Cha always felt that this kind of gossip, since it was known by all kinds of people, proved that it had been going on for quite some time.
As for who the grain was sold to?
She didn't find out anything, so she just listened to it out of curiosity.
Do you really want to ask them?
They are all cunning people. Aren't they asking for trouble?
I sat on the sofa until after five o'clock, and put on a cheongsam that was a bit tight. The material looked very bright, but it was of medium price.
She put on some heavy makeup, tidied her hair, picked up her handbag, and walked out of the hotel with a twist of her waist.
It was already light at five in the morning in summer, and you could see people hurrying around on the streets.
There was no blood on the road in front of the hotel, but there were quite a few bullet casings.
She walked carefully with her head down, afraid that her high heels would step on an empty bullet casing and cause her to fall.
If she came across several of them together, she would stand on tiptoe for fear of stepping on them.
She imitated an ordinary girl and acted like a real girl.
Ordinary people don’t know that the bullet shells on the ground are empty. What if they explode when stepped on by high heels?
Just like the firecrackers that children set off during Chinese New Year, who knows if there will be duds or sudden explosions?
I didn't call a rickshaw, I just walked all the way to the riverside.
She lived not far from the river, and she walked there just to see if there was a place to have breakfast.
In the past, when I was watching short videos, I often saw food videos about drinking morning wine and eating meat, and I thought they were quite interesting.
It is said that in the past, the laborers working on the riverside and the fishermen going out to fish would come back after working all night, eat and drink something, and then go home to sleep.
In addition to these people, there are also the security guards and singing and dancing girls from places like Lihua Palace and Paramount, who have just got off work after a busy night.
In short, places with early-morning drinks are mostly for night owls, unlike regular breakfast shops.
There was such a big commotion last night, most people were sleeping at home!
Even if I was woken up, I wouldn't rush out stupidly to watch the fun.
Therefore, first-hand information is likely to be hidden in the morning wine stall, where you can work hard all night and then drink some wine and eat some meat.
When you feel warm and comfortable, it’s not easy to hide what’s in your heart.
No matter how she dressed, she didn't look like a fisherman or a laborer at the dock.
The only choice is the lady in the dance hall!
It took more than half an hour to find a stall where I could have breakfast.
Not to mention that their stall is not that big, with only seven or eight tables, it is almost full before six o'clock.
Everyone has a glass of white wine in front of them, and the must-order dish at every table is "hot pot"!
In fact, it is just a plate of strong liquor that is lit and then heated up to heat up the large bowl on top. The meat in the bowl looks hot and appetizing.
Follow their example and go to the boss to get a glass of white wine, then order a pot and find a place to sit down.
It's called a pot, but it's actually a bowl with a few pieces of meat and some broth in it.
Many people would take two steamed breads or multi-grain cakes, break them into small pieces and put them in to soak.
It is soft and filled with broth. Take a sip of wine and a bite of meat, and then have a piece of chewy steamed bread.
The taste is quite good. You can tell from their satisfied expressions that it is an absolute enjoyment.
There was the sound of slurping food, and occasionally someone would ask the boss for a refill.
A glass of wine costs two copper coins, a meat dish costs five copper coins, and two steamed buns cost three copper coins, which means that a glass of wine in the morning costs ten copper coins, which is one kid.
The smallest unit of currency in the Republic of China was the copper coin, and ten copper coins could be exchanged for one kid.
Twenty copper coins can be exchanged for one big dollar, and one hundred big dollars can be exchanged for one dollar.
So the price of morning wine is not high, but ordinary people generally can't afford it. One dollar can buy more than 40 kilograms of rice!
That is, men who work hard all night to earn their money occasionally come out to have a bite to eat.
Those who leave the dance hall earn a lot but spend it quickly.
Don’t say that although the price is low, the taste is not good at all!
There are only a few pieces of pork in the bowl mixed with some tofu. It is stewed until cooked through and tastes salty. The thick and oily sauce makes you hungry just by looking at it.
He ate the food in the bowl slowly, listening to the movements around him with his ears perked up.
Someone quickly changed the topic from the recent scorching heat to the sound of gunfire last night.
"Did you hear anything last night?"
"Just saying! Last night we were working at the docks, and someone got close to us, and it was so loud it's still buzzing!"
"I heard there were quite a few of them hanging around the dock last night, looking for some cargo. I was too far away to hear clearly!"
The man sat opposite Jiang Cha and gestured under his nose with his hand while speaking.
As we all know, the Japanese like to grow beards in this place the most, so it goes without saying who he is referring to!
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