"Xiao Jiang! If you have any problems in the future, go to the tavern in town and find Shopkeeper Zhao. He's from the same hometown as me. Just mention my name when you get there. As long as he's not doing anything bad, I'll help you!"
When the team leader said goodbye to Jiang Cha, he specially introduced his fellow villager to her and told her to go to him if she had any difficulties.
I think this fellow villager should also come from his hometown and work privately here as a liaison.
If she wasn't a little girl, the team leader would definitely not open his mouth casually.
"Okay! If you run into any trouble, go to the tavern and find Shopkeeper Zhao. I'll say you sent me here. But will this cause you any trouble?
If you still need to ask for favors, then there is no need. What kind of trouble can a little kid like me cause? I am a very obedient person! "
When he said this to the team leader, he patted his chest loudly.
The leader standing opposite her even twitched his eyelids. Which girl would be like this?
The young people of the new era are too bold!
She regretted it right after the photoshoot. Her chest was so painful from the photoshoot. She wondered if her already barren chest would stop growing.
It’s a pity that she has lived three lifetimes and has never experienced “carrying a heavy burden and moving forward”.
The always "smooth sailing" attitude is so frank that it makes people feel chilled!
The group separated in the town, and Jiang Cha wandered around aimlessly.
The leaders of the team escorting the goods led the ponies straight to the destination requested by the owner.
She never asked for details, and the tour leader never said a word.
Normal escorts would not disclose the owner's information at will, let alone them?
Escorting is just a cover, who knows what the ultimate goal is!
The ultraviolet rays here are particularly strong, and my face started to feel itchy and painful after walking for a while.
Look at the time, it’s already past noon, no wonder the sun is so strong.
I randomly found a roadside stall that sold bait blocks and thin bean powder.
The stall was small, with only three tables, and there were a few people sitting there, all of them were Kuomintang soldiers wearing tattered uniforms.
They tasted the food in the bowl carefully, and those who didn't know would think it was some kind of delicacies from the land and the sea.
Looking at their satisfied expressions, one can imagine how hard their daily life is. In contrast, those so-called "sons" of the main bald guy are all strong and powerful.
All the good stuff will be supplied to the main force first, and the rest will be distributed to the lower ones. By the time it comes to this group of people, they probably won't even get the scraps.
"Eat slowly, girl, it's hot! There's chili oil on the table, add it as you like!"
The proprietress placed a bowl of something similar to corn paste in front of her and pointed to the condiments on the table.
I picked up the spoon and tasted the original thin bean powder. The dense and smooth taste was very good.
If you add some white sugar, let it cool and cut it into pieces, it will become 40% to 90% pea yellow.
This dim sum is very popular in the city with a refreshing and slightly cool taste.
It becomes salty here, with fried fragrant beans, chopped green onions, coriander and brine added.
Guests can also add chili oil according to their taste. The spicy and delicious bean powder is paired with a piece of roasted and slightly charred bait, which is so delicious.
The lady boss will also give each table a small plate of homemade pickles, which are so sour and appetizing that it is hard to describe.
The same thing, different ways of cooking, makes people unable to stop.
The final bill only cost three taels of silver, which was economical and tasted good.
No wonder there are always people at the stall. For people like them who are poor, a bowl of thin bean powder can satisfy their cravings.
As for the pubs and restaurants in the town, they couldn't afford to go there.
After eating, she continued to stroll around the town and planned to find an inn to stay in first.
If things go well, you can leave soon. If you have no idea and need to stay here for a long time, it would be better to rent a house.
The inn in the town is quite lively. I thought everyone in the town was suffering, so who would be willing to stay in an inn?
They completely forgot that in addition to the impoverished stragglers, there were also main forces stationed in the rear.
Their superior is the direct descendant of the bald man, who was sent here to gain credit and accumulate political achievements.
As for those fighting desperately on the front line?
Aren’t they the cannon fodder squatting at the foot of the wall now?
Being able to squat means that you have returned alive. Many people sacrificed their lives in foreign countries.
Perhaps they will never understand until their death why the higher-ups are doing nothing when we are all fighting the Japanese?
When the fight gets real, they just say useless nonsense, and when you ask for support, they pretend not to hear.
In short, the lives of cannon fodder are worthless, not even as valuable as the glass stockings of the quartermaster's concubine!
Many people wanted to try the canned meat distributed by the military before going to the front line.
There are also the weapons of our brothers, all of which are old and broken. Not only are their ranges not good, but their accuracy is also poor.
Not to mention the possibility of barrel explosion and jamming, they never give in when facing the Japanese.
However, the rags in their hands made them nervous, and every time they had to say nice things and give gifts to the quartermaster's concubine in order to get some good stuff.
There is nothing left, but the main force who eats and drinks every day in the rear is equipped with high-end German and American equipment.
Going to that station makes you look very noble, making them look shabby.
When a person cannot even guarantee basic survival, all those love affairs with beautiful women are nonsense.
There are many beautiful women staying in the inn who have come to visit their relatives. They are all dressed very exquisitely.
The shabby hall was filled with the smell of various perfumes, which mixed together with the sweltering summer heat, making it extremely smelly.
The people who escaped death outside couldn't even get enough food and clothing, but the ladies in the inn were complaining about the food.
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