The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 120 Opening Business

After making sure he had found the place, Hei Xing carried the two flower baskets he had bought for fifty yuan and walked towards the smaller Deyue Building.

He didn't know that there was a car following him from a distance behind him.

To be more precise, after he came out of the police station, the car had been following him from a distance.

The people in the car were none other than the old Sir who had noticed that something was wrong with Black Star's aura and who had definitely caused many deaths, and one of his young apprentices.

Even though he found all of Black Star's records normal during his investigation last night, he had no choice but to release the kid.

But he still did not give up his suspicion and investigation. He took a young apprentice who had just been assigned to lead him and went on a plainclothes tracking trip.

I followed him all the way here, watching as Hei Xing, carrying a basket of flowers, walked into the tiny shop with the ridiculous name of 'De Yue Lou'.

After pondering for a while, the old man gave his young apprentice these instructions:
"Alright, to avoid alerting the enemy, we can leave today! In a few days, we can change into casual clothes and go to this small restaurant for a meal and do some careful reconnaissance.

By the way, let's check who the owner of this shop is and what his social connections are."

When giving instructions, the old man's tone was quite serious, which shows not only his seriousness and responsibility in work, but also a good inheritance of mentoring.

After hearing this, the young apprentice who was driving nodded and turned the car around to take the old SIR off to rest after get off work.

He knew that his master, who was almost sixty years old, had not slept the whole night because of the hidden danger named Yang Zenan.

After temporarily putting down his work, Lao A Sir also kept up with the times and took out his mobile phone, clicked on a platform called Tik Tok and started watching short videos.

Because he is old, his body functions have deteriorated and his hearing has deteriorated, so he turned up the volume of the short video.

Then, in the small space of this car, a voice like this rang out:

Friends who like to dance square dance, please pay attention. Although square dancing is good, you should be careful not to overdo it!
Look! Aunt Du in Tianjin suffered from health problems due to heavy burden on cardiovascular system due to frequent square dancing every day.

Finally, in the early hours of yesterday morning, Aunt Du died suddenly in her sleep.

After careful diagnosis by relevant departments in Tianjin, it was determined that this was a myocardial infarction caused by cardiovascular and cerebrovascular burden.

"Wow! I didn't expect someone could lose their life just by square dancing. Aunt Du from Tianjin dances so fiercely. Does she think the square is her home?"

The young apprentice happened to encounter a red light, and when he pulled the handbrake, he couldn't help but complain.

After complaining, the young disciple didn't take it to heart at all; he didn't know that if this piece of news was seen by Black Star and others, there would definitely be an extremely strong reaction.

Because the Tianjin Aunt Du mentioned in the video was the one who teleported to the Battle of Shanghai with them; but she wanted to escape at the beginning, and ended up being killed in front of them, which reduced the number of their team members at the beginning...

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Four hours later, in the small shop in Deyue Building with the shutter door drawn, only Hu Biao, Chaozi, AT, and Hei Xing were left.

They gathered around a large table made up of two long tables, which was set with some simple food and drinks.

In addition to two roast ducks from Bian Yi Fang, some braised dishes such as pig ears, pig trotters, chicken feet, etc., there was only a large portion of cold cucumber salad and a portion of cold kelp salad left.

A stack of peanuts, a bag of steamed buns, and four bottles of 53-degree blue-bottle Erguotou.

Looking at these drinks and dishes, AT couldn't help but complain:

"You idiot, you're a bit too stingy! Not to mention that you opened your business today, I also gave you a 200 yuan share of the money, and the round trip gas and highway tolls cost 300 yuan.

The point is, you've been asking me to help since I walked in, and I've been busy until now. And you're just going to send me off after making this little thing?"

After hearing AT's complaints, Chaozi and Heixing, who were also in the store and had been busy for a long time, were asked by Hu Biao to help, and they didn't have time to say anything.

A "haha" full of gloating sound came from the three mobile phones standing upright on the table.

The reason why this situation occurs is as follows.

Because time was too tight, or perhaps because he was too busy at work to ask for leave, Hu Biao opened his "Deyuelou" shop today.

Not only did Uncle Bo not come, but even Da Chui and Huang A'di, who worked in the south, were also absent.

Each person transferred 200 yuan via a certain letter as a token of their appreciation. Even though they didn't come in person, they still wanted to get together for a drink and discuss what they needed to prepare and what they should pay attention to before their next time traveling.

Just before this humble banquet began, several people present made video calls to them, which could be considered a cloud gathering.

As for Chaozi, AT and Black Star who were asked to help Hu Biao, Black Star who arrived after 2 pm was better off.

The first two people who arrived at the store early accompanied Hu Biao after it opened at 10 o'clock. They immediately saw the unreasonably fierce flow of people in this small, shabby store.

In a very short time, the store was full of people, all clamoring for orders, as if they hadn't eaten in a long time.

Even after the store was full, there were still many customers queuing at the door; after the oil-splashed noodles and roujiamo were served, there were no stools, so two stools, one tall and one short, were picked up from the corner of the store with great skill, and served as dining tables and chairs.

When they came here in the morning, they wanted to try the oil-splashed noodles and roujiamo that Hu Biao had been bragging about for a long time.

Who would have thought that they would not have this opportunity at all when they were busy.

I helped Hu Biao serve noodles, collect money, and wash dishes, and was busy until five in the afternoon.

During the whole process, there was no break between lunch and dinner like in other restaurants. Customers came in one group after another, and the restaurant never stopped filling up.

They were so busy that they worked around the clock and felt even more exhausted physically and mentally than after a fierce battle with the Japanese.

If they hadn't been busy until five o'clock, all the ingredients prepared by Hu Biao would have been sold out and they would have had to stop business for the day. If they had been busy until now, they would probably be exhausted.

Then, they were hungry and waited for a good meal.

As a result, when Hu Biao was forcing them to work during the day, he promised to give them a good meal in the evening, but the food turned out to be of the same quality as before.

For a moment, they were so confused that they couldn't help but complain.

"Bianyifang roast duck, a signature delicacy of the capital city, is really not cheap to have the errand boy deliver it; pig ears, peanuts, and smashed cucumbers, which one is not a hard-to-eat dish to go with wine?

Kelp is also something from the sea, so it can be considered a seafood.

Besides! When you come to the capital, how can you not drink Erguotou?"

Facing AT's complaints, Hu Biao just kept on giving excuses. Chaozi and others were so angry when they heard it.

But when they were about to say something else, Hu Biao's voice suddenly became low:
"Brothers, I really think these dishes are excellent. If the brothers from the Gui and Sichuan armies could have a meal like this before they set off on their journey, I'm afraid they would have no regrets."

This sentence reminded everyone of the Sichuan Army brothers' ecstasy when they found that their breakfast was twice-cooked pork at the Dunwu Temple position.

I remembered that evening in Dachang Town, when the brothers of the Gui Army's suicide squad were given a bowl of farewell wine that could only be replaced by water before they set off to battle.

And the bowl of Guilin rice noodles that these Gui army brothers had been thinking about for a long time but never had the chance to eat.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became silent. After at least a few minutes, Chaozi suddenly got busy, arranging the empty dishes and filling the glasses with wine.

He raised it high and said, "Brothers from the Third Company of the Sichuan Army and the 1020th Regiment of the Guangxi Army, drink and eat."

Seeing this, Hu Biao and others quickly picked up their wine glasses and said, "Brothers, let's drink and eat."

This included Huang A-di, who was in the company dormitory, Da Hammer, who was in the gas delivery truck, and Uncle Bo, who had just woken up in Los Angeles. They all did the same thing.

AT raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. The 53 yuan blue bottle of Erguotou made him instantly drunk.

Then, the violent coughing sound like a tractor began to resound again, making Hu Biao and the others feel even more complicated.

On the one hand, they seemed to be back on the battlefield of the Epiphany Temple, because the cough of the consumptive ghost was always a constant accompaniment of the fierce battle.

For a moment, I wanted to fly to the Enlightenment Temple in Magic City to see the place where the battle took place.

Hu Biao was particularly moved by this urge; he mainly wanted to find the small mound in the field and place a bouquet of flowers on Anne's grave.

On the other hand, after not hearing this sound for a day or two, Hu Biao and the others felt that this familiar coughing sound was quite familiar when they heard it again...

(End of this chapter)