The weather in May has become hotter, and Shaanxi is already a sunny and rainless area, and the temperature is naturally not low. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Liu Lang was already fat, sweating profusely along the way, plus there were a lot of soldiers of the Independent Regiment on the road, wandering in groups of threes and threes in small towns, and when they saw Liu Lang and a few people, they all ran over and saluted solemnly.

Liu Lang didn't bother much, anyway, he was just shopping, so he simply took off his coat and only wore a white shirt. Chi Dakui and Chen Yunfa followed suit, and took off their military uniforms one after another and held them in their hands, only Mo Xiaomei and Ji Yanxue seemed to be not afraid of the heat, and they followed neatly and neatly.

Liu Lang saw that Ji Yanxue was very interested in the small commodities that were not rich in the shops in the small city but had Shaanxi characteristics, smiled and bought a few things with her, so he handed Mo Xiaomei a few pieces of Xian Dayang to accompany Ji Yanxue to continue shopping, and he followed Shi Datou to his small shop, by the way, to see if there was anything he wanted here.

What Liu Lang wants is naturally not a commodity.

Shi Datou's steamed bun shop said that it was a storefront, in fact, it was just an operation room of three or four square meters, with a cloth shed at the window, and a small square table was placed under the shed.

Welcoming Liu Lang and the others to the small square table and sitting down, Shi Datou carefully put his brother's urn beside him, scooped some water from the water tank, washed his hands, and put the only white flour bun among the many black buckwheat steamed buns in the steamer and brought it to the plate.

Shi Datou explained to Liu Lang in a sneer: "Sir, there is not much white flour in the past few days, and there is only one white flour bun left. ”

Shi Datou was naturally very sad, although he didn't know how big an official the fat man in front of him was, but for the favor of sending back his brother's ashes to others, it was really unauthentic that he only invited people to eat a white-flour bun. It's just that the business has been so bad lately that he is almost out of money to buy soba noodles, and the money from there goes into the white noodles, and the only steamed white flour bun is still scraped from the bottom of the tank and steamed to fill the façade.

"You still get me some buckwheat buns, I want to eat that." Liu Lang said with a smile.

"Sir。。。。。。" Shi Datou's eyes were red.

Naturally, Liu Lang's words were taken by Shi Datou as a word to take care of his face. It's just that he doesn't know that in this era when material resources are not rich enough, white flour buns are a delicacy that is difficult to eat, but can Shi Datou think that a few years later, modern people with rich materials will begin to be keen on eating cereals as staple foods in this era? Not to mention buckwheat buns, they are nests made of cornmeal, and they have also become a health necessity for gentlemen and wives in the city. Liu Lang really wants to eat the original buckwheat buns of this era, in the past time and space, the abuse of pesticides and fertilizers has made food almost poison.

Shi Datou didn't have time to give a certain fat chief who was sympathetic to the people's feelings to take buckwheat buns to taste, only to see a few soldiers with guns walking not far away.

"Okay, Shi Datou, your baby is not authentic! I don't have money to pay taxes, I have money to make white-flour buns, I think your baby doesn't want to live! ”

The leader was carrying one of the most ferocious weapons in this era at close range---- box cannon, wearing a dark blue military uniform with a wide open collar, and the image of a traitor and puppet army in the entire later generations of movies and television, the only thing that was bad was that there were no five big words "I am not a good bird" written on his face.

I have to say that although the directors of later generations are not very reliable, they still have a unified standard for the image of the bad guy, anyway, the guy in front of Liu Lang who is not a good bird is dressed like this.

The kind that wants to hit him when you see it.

"Well, the craftsmanship is good, it's delicious." The bad bird carrying the box cannon swaggered over, picked up the white flour bun on the plate in front of Liu Lang and took a bite, and made a very satisfied evaluation.

In the words of later generations, it was a five-star review.

"Sir Gou, that's what I prepared for Sir. If you want to eat, I'll get it for you tomorrow. Shi Datou couldn't help but be anxious, and stepped forward and grabbed the bad bird's arm.

"What's the matter, you cowardly baby wants to turn the sky upside down, just like their cowardice? If you don't fight, is it a group of remnants of the front line? Lao Tzu really doesn't want to live. Bad Bird glanced at the three people sitting motionless at the table and said disdainfully.

As the direct male of the Gou family, the largest family in Tongguan, Gou Defu is also one of the most famous people in Tongguan City. Originally, seeing that thousands of troops came to the city, the supreme commander of the Tongguan City garrison had his distant cousin, who he usually looked down on, went to Shangfeng to ask for instructions on how to deal with it, and Gou Defu, who was unattended, just had to go to the teahouse to smoke a big cigarette and relax.

Along the way, Gou Defu couldn't help but despise his cousin Gou Chengshou's fuss, and he was born in a small family at this level. Don't look like there are a lot of people in this army, but at first glance, they are either missing arms or legs, and they are still timid. Like him, he is rich, and he needs money to go to that store to spend? is to go to the kiln, isn't that kiln sister laughing and sleeping together? This is the real man.

Chen Yunfa began to spew rough air in his nose, if it weren't for Liu Lang sitting still for a while, he would have been able to pinch out the egg yolk of the scum in the army in front of him.

But Liu Lang was unexpectedly unmoved, but smiled at the arrogant "Dog Chief". It's not that Liu Lang has surname discrimination, but I have to say that this "Gou" surname is indeed suitable for the bad bird in front of him, just like Diao Deyi in Shajiabang, it is simply tailor-made for them.

"Bah." Gou Defu shook his shoulders and shook Shi Datou's hand away, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm disdainfully at the feet of Chen Yunfa, who was glaring at him.

Sensei said that he was still carrying a box cannon, but he didn't bring anything, and with him and the four brothers around him, he could also wipe out this group of unplanted remnants of the defeated generals, and they would be able to stare at each other like this big man.

"Brother Gou, what do you think I found? The big head of the stone on the donkey day also hides a treasure. A soldier who rushed into the house with a gun on his back was holding a white cloth bag and happily offering treasure to Gou Defu.

"Ha, I'm lucky today, and I can still find a piece of fat from the poor ghost." Gou Defu's face suddenly turned into a ball of chrysanthemums.

"I'll join your mother, and you put it down." Shi Datou looked at the white cloth bag, his eyes widened, and he roared at the soldier holding the white cloth bag.

"Nima's stone head, dare to yell at Lao Tzu, wait for Ha to clean up and kill you, what can Lao Tzu do if you don't let go?" The soldier was furious and opened the white cloth bag with a curse.

A wooden urn in a white cloth bag appeared in front of everyone.

The green tendons on Shi Datou's forehead jumped up.