"What's the matter, Grandpa? Are you here to patronize my business?" Milong's face changed from a bitter face to a smile. The money he saved for his wife and children was all from the kickbacks he got from Shuoyu, so he was very attentive.
"Don't say that. It gives me goose bumps. Aren't you going home soon? I have something to bring back for Sister Shangguan and Xiaozui."
"I also want soap, jasmine-scented. If you have tea, get some too. We've all been a little irritated lately. Oh, and some soy sauce, vinegar, chili peppers, etc. I have two good pieces of leather that should be able to buy some. You can buy the rest as you see fit. Whatever you buy for your family, get me three times, no, five times as much. Eating banana bark all the time makes me lose the energy to poop."
Milong was beaming with joy. Shuoyu was his big customer because the things he bought were for the whole group to eat and use. Although everyone thought he was a little silly, none of them had the right to call Banxian stupid, after all, the money was his own.
The regiment's money had long been exchanged by their leader for cigarettes, alcohol, soap, stockings and the like from Milong, and then their leader would go to the quartermaster to exchange for the supplies that should have been given to them long ago.
The Yu clan and their subordinates were united in forgetting about them as if they had received some kind of order. Shuo Yu didn't know whether it was an order from Yu Xiaoqing or the work of that old fox Tang Ji, but the fact was that they were treated as if they didn't exist. As Yao Ma said, they were a group of stepmothers.
Part of his money was earned by working overtime at night to suppress bandits in the nearby hills. In recent times, the security in and around Zenda City has improved a lot, all thanks to his contribution. The gangsters trembled with fear when they mentioned the name of the headless corpse.
However, recently, people inside and outside Zenda City and the surrounding villages have begun to worship cat statues. They firmly believe that it is the cat messenger of the God of Wealth that sends them money. Because according to many old men and women who can't sleep at night, they heard the cat's cry, and when they went out, they found money falling from the sky. To this, a half-immortal who does good deeds without leaving his name can only say, as long as you like it.
Another part was the money that the Japanese soldiers on the other side of the strait gave to him as a "respect".
The remaining part is pure natural gold that Shuo Yu dug out from the mountains with his own hands, but he would not dig it unless he had no other choice.
Just when Shuoyu and Milong were discussing what goods to ship, Fanla, who was the messenger, adjutant, translator, and all kinds of other duties of the commander, followed Silasila around. He wanted to take a leave of absence today and had to tell their commander.
But before he said it, he still couldn't help it. He felt that Si La Si La was so shameless now. He was smiling and flattering the quartermaster's concubine. He didn't know why Si La Si La did these things. Has he ever thought about it?
"There's a rumor going around in Zenda City right now that over a thousand Japanese devils have broken in. The entire city is following Yu Xiaoqing's lead, giving him priority in rations and fighting the army with all their might. Everyone thinks he's the backbone of the army. He's profited this time, but what did you profit from? Huh?!"
In the distance, Zenda began to thunder and lightning. Perhaps it was not the right place to go to Zenda in such weather. The thunder rumbled and they could hear it clearly at the Sacrifice Flag Hill. When Shuoyu came up, he saw Meng Fanle's face, which looked like he was disappointed with his son.
Sighed,
He didn't go over, but just stood there watching Fanla and Sila glaring at each other, and listened to their leader say that he did the right thing, that being right was important, that right and wrong were important.
He may never have felt that there was a life-and-death struggle of interests between him and Yu Xiaoqing, because they were both Chinese, and it didn't matter who everyone remembered in the end.
Shuo Yu really wanted to laugh when he saw the confusion on Fanla's face.
He walked over, his head popping out from beside Fanla's shoulder.
"Right and wrong are very important. We must do the right thing and move in the right direction. No matter how tortuous and difficult the road may be, there is hope ahead. Do you enjoy making mistakes? Are you annoying?"
Meng Fanle was speechless. He didn't like doing the wrong thing. Everyone had a different definition of right and wrong. Just like Fanle might be used to drinking Beiping's soy milk, but in Shuoyu's eyes, that was just swill.
But he knew what Banxianer meant. Sometimes it was really obvious. We were self-righteously doing the right thing, which led us from the defeat at Lugou Bridge to where we are today. He knew that this was wrong, but everyone was doing the same thing, right?
Shuo Yu pulled Meng Fanle's shoulder and said goodbye to their leader.
"Captain, Fanla and I are both leaving today. I'm going to go get Maodou. My house really needs a guard cat to keep those guys from sneaking in."
Shuoyu may know, or he may not know, that the Silasila in front of him was also one of the "rats" who sneaked in.
"Okay, go ahead, just come back before dark!"
"Promise to come back!" The response to "silasila" was a very serious salute.
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