Chapter 33 The Moon of Yesteryear
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Ms. Lin clapped her hands in admiration, “Changning, you are a natural clothes hanger. This long dress suits you very well. In a few days, I will ask the tailor Xu to come over and make you a few more. As for shoes, the department store has those deerskin shoes with low heels. They are warm and comfortable, just right for this time of year. I will bring you a few pairs when I go out.”
"How could I trouble you to spend so much money?" All the dresses in this closet were gifts from Ms. Lin Qin, and each one was quite expensive. Xie Ning was taken aback when she saw them. Later, she learned that Ms. Lin Qin came from a prominent family in Jiangsu and Zhejiang and was an only child, so she was quite wealthy and much richer than Principal An.
After trying on the clothes, Xie Ning opened the food box. The wontons inside were still warm, just the right temperature to eat.
However, Xie Ning didn't rush to eat the wontons. Instead, he opened the lower compartment and raised an eyebrow when he saw two pistols inside. He unfolded the paper, glanced at it, and then began to examine the two pistols carefully.
The SMGHUOSON Type 14 pistol features a three-point locking mechanism. Xie Ning moved the magazine release button back to the side wall of the receiver. This hidden button design ensures that the grip of the gun is not reduced while preventing the magazine from falling out.
The safety mechanism isn't a typical toggle switch; it rotates a full circle, making it less prone to accidental discharge, but this slows down the firing speed.
In addition to this defect, its magazine notch slope is too steep, which makes the feeding of the firearm unstable. Combined with the high-speed bolt action, it is very easy to cause jamming during ejection.
Xie Ning disassembled the gun and discovered a problem: disassembling and reassembling the gun body was difficult.
However, this semi-automatic pistol has a major advantage: it is inexpensive to manufacture and suitable for widespread use. It is a very obvious Japanese pistol.
However, at this time, this pistol is not so popular. The most favored weapon is another double-barreled pistol with an internal hammer single-action mechanism. It has a common square grip and full-length slide construction. It is the Colt Model 1903, also known as the American Colt M1903 pocket semi-automatic pistol.
Zhang Mingyuan owned one of these pistols, but if Xie Ning remembered correctly, about half of Colt's pistols ended up in Japan, making them one of the most common pistols issued to the Japanese army.
The identities of those two people are obvious; Japanese spies are quite active here.
It's a pity that one of them got away, but even if the monk can run away, the temple can't. As long as the embassy is kept in mind, he will eventually be exposed. Unlike others who are afraid of this and that, Liu Ping has nothing to be afraid of. With the financial support from Xie Ning, he can be said to have no worries.
Moreover, the murder was especially blatant, leaving Liu Ping and his group only with excitement.
After finishing writing the letter and putting it in the food box, Xie Ning stood in front of the French windows watching the snow falling outside, but in her mind she was wondering where the prelude to this battle would begin.
She didn't major in humanities, so she didn't remember many events. But no matter what, she had to make some preparations in advance, at least so as not to be too passive.
She wasn't that selfless, but she didn't want to do nothing either. Life is a rare opportunity, so why worry about so many things?
There will definitely be a war then. Besides military equipment and food supplies, medical care is of paramount importance. Xie Ning has some money, but it is far from enough to buy medicine, so she plans to mobilize others!
Zhang Congzhi nodded slightly after hearing what Xie Ning said. "I will prepare what you mentioned, but don't get your hopes up too high. The government has strict control over pharmaceuticals now, and it's very difficult for us to buy Western medicine."
The main Western medicines needed are sedatives, hemostatics, anesthetics, anti-inflammatory drugs, analgesics, and plasma, but not well-known antibiotics such as penicillin and penicillin.
Xie Ning consulted numerous books and newspapers, and also asked doctors, only to discover that at this time, such a drug had not yet appeared, so it was impossible to buy it even if one wanted to. Penicillin had only been discovered, but had not yet reached the stage of application.
Xie Ning knew this, so she didn't insist. Her reason was simply to buy medicine to support the Northeast. There were many patriots at that time, and judging from her usual behavior, Zhang Congzhi didn't suspect anything. He even took out his own money to buy another dose.
Nobody thought they would fight their way to Shanghai, after all, it's so far away, isn't it?
The two were still in the factory. Xie Ning glanced at the workers training in the distance, slightly puzzled. "Why is Brother Congzhi training the workers?"
“Isn’t this learning from Boss Chen?” Zhang Congzhi said with admiration. “The towel factory across the street has established an Anti-Japanese National Salvation Association and organized an Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army. I heard that it has more than 400 members. Look over there.”
Following the direction Zhang Congzhi pointed, they saw a giant propaganda poster on the high wall at the factory gate, titled "We Must Recover the Three Northeastern Provinces," depicting a volunteer soldier holding a long gun and pointing it at Japanese soldiers.
"I didn't expect Mr. Chen to be so enthusiastic at his age," Xie Ning exclaimed.
Zhang Congzhi shook his head in disagreement, “Changning, patriotism is a matter of gender and age, and Boss Chen is a role model for us all.”
"I've learned something." Xie Ning pursed her lips slightly; she had misunderstood. However, "Mr. Chen's actions have offended the Japanese, haven't they? Aren't you afraid of their retaliation?"
That little rascal is very vengeful.
"Haha, Changning, you still don't understand Boss Chen. His relationship with the Japanese is already rotten to the core. Even if he didn't do this, those Japanese businessmen wouldn't let him off the hook."
"How so?"
"Twenty years ago, candle wicks were monopolized by Japanese companies. Mr. Chen was the first to break the monopoly. Sixteen years ago, when Japanese companies were raising prices, he seized the European and American markets and further developed his business. Later, he produced towels and competed with Japanese towel factories for market share. Now that Chinese people are boycotting Japanese goods, he has soared to new heights. Do you think Japanese companies will let him go easily?"
Whether it's business competition or hostility between nations, Mr. Chen and the Japanese side cannot reconcile. Rather than backing down, it's better to expose the conflict openly. This way, they can both fulfill their patriotism and deepen public goodwill towards their social enterprise.
Killing two birds with one stone, no wonder the old man told him to learn more from Boss Chen, saying that Boss Chen's ability to rise from an apprentice in a tobacco and paper shop to his current position was something worth learning from in terms of skill and courage.
Xie Ning pointed to a factory not far away, "The Japanese-owned towel factory you mentioned, you wouldn't happen to be that one, would you?"
“Exactly.” Zhang Congzhi nodded with a smile.
Xie Ning was surprised, but also even more impressed. Boss Chen had directly slapped someone in the face at their own doorstep, and the slap was resounding, without the other party even uttering a sound.
No, no, her thinking is wrong. How can it be someone else's doorstep? Every inch of land under the sun's feet belongs to his own family!
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