Of course, for Liu Lang, Sun can't be the son of an outdated warlord like Sun Chuanfang, so he is a little surprised at most.

Sun Chuanfang in the past time and space was indeed a time, according to the territory of the five provinces and the title of "King of the Southeast", and was later defeated by the revolutionary army led by the bald boss and lived in seclusion in Tianjin. In his opinion, several major warlords attacking each other have actually slowed down the process of China's industrialization for a few years, and if China had been reunified a few years earlier, the whole country would have played a big game of chess, and the economy would have been improved, and the Japanese would not have dared to have the courage to invade China in an all-round way.

It's a pity that China in this period was too chaotic, even the bald man, from the day he ascended the throne of the chairman of the Military Commission, until he was defeated in Bay Province, he did not substantially unify the whole country.

However, Sun Chuanfang was still a pure Chinese after all, and during his seclusion in Tianjin, Okamura Ning lobbied him several times to become the puppet chairman of North China, but he sternly refused.

With such a person, the son he cultivated will naturally not be bad, and Sun can't also prove himself with the gun in his hand.

"Zhao Ergou, you dug the corner of the wall and dug up the regiment headquarters, what's the matter, can't my regimental guard platoon be expanded into a guard company? Otherwise, there are not a few guns in the artillery company anyway, so I think it will be enough to build an artillery platoon. Liu Lang smiled.

"Don't! Sir, I lost the bet just now, mutton shabu-shabu, I please. Zhao Ergou reacted very quickly, and directly brought the topic to eating again.

Seeing that this thing was directly admitted without discipline, the audience was laughing again, and some people invited them to drink wine and eat meat, which was naturally excellent, especially for a group of soldiers who had just come down from the battlefield of life and death.

Zhao Ergou's treat naturally will not be more than a dozen people present, after a battle, they are all brothers in life and death, and almost all the officers above the second lieutenant level have been shouted by you pulling me and I pulling you, including the warrant officers who have just announced their promotion this time.

I heard that the commander of the artillery company Zhao who has a good reputation and needs to have a relationship with him has a treat, who wouldn't come? Those who don't come are fools.

The mighty team made the restaurant owners not far from the station crooked their mouths, because of the fact that the building near the water had the first month, these days, there were many officers of the independent regiment who patronized his restaurant, but they had never been dispatched on such a large scale, and the upper and lower floors were all full.

It's not just that you can make money, but the key is that the independent group is famous! After this battle, although the official name was not determined, in the mouths of the people of Beiping, the name of the first regiment in the world that caused the Japanese devils to lose their armor in the First World War has long been a household name. What a great honor it must be to let all the officers of the "First Regiment in the World" have dinner in their own restaurant!

Half price, must be half price. This is the first thing that the restaurant owner rushed downstairs to greet Liu Lang, the head of the "No. 1 Regiment in the World", and patted his chest and promised.

The second thing is that Fat Tuanzuo will never give up the opportunity to "pit" his brothers, and the restaurant owners are so generous, they must not let Zhao Ergou bleed less.

Liu Lang already knew about Ji Xiaoniuer and Xiao Yangniuer meeting for tea, and it seemed that Zhao Ergou was indispensable in it. Your special mother's dodging wool yarn hides, what do you say is not over, you hide in a secret, the old son of the special mother is a yellow mud and falls off the crotch---- it's not dead but also dead! After Liu Lang heard that Sun couldn't talk about this matter, he had already grinded his back molars and wanted to chew this idiot one bite at a time.

What's more, when the 29th Army received the Japanese-style 41 mountain artillery, it invited the Dalian Commander to the 29th Army to train artillery for a whole day, and I heard that the labor fee was not less. If you don't eat big dogs, who will you eat?

The ministers have eaten and drunk, and they must not be bitter for the brothers who have stayed in the barracks and have not returned home to save their relatives.

With the restaurant owner patting his fat chest, nearly a hundred sheep and a hundred jars of old wine became the dinner of more than a thousand soldiers who were still in the barracks tonight.

In terms of security, Liu Lang has nothing to worry about, even if the war is over, there is a company in the garrison that is loaded with guns and ammunition to serve as a garrison company, and Liu Lang believes that they can resist the temptation of fine wine.

Of course, the last person to settle the bill must be the crumbling artillery company commander who has turned green.

Fortunately, Lao Tzu is smart, and he got Jin Ruyi from Han Tianhao's old boy and concubine, Zhao Ergou's face was green, and his hand not only touched a piece of Jin Ruyi hidden in his personal pocket, but also pondered whether this not too big Jin Ruyi was enough to invite more than 1,000 people in the whole group to have a whole sheep banquet.

As for saying that Han Tuhao's concubine gave him Jin Ruyi for Mao, Governor Zhao Da would never say that it was because he couldn't help but secretly pinch someone's plump buttocks, and when he pretended to be a public servant and used those tractors to drag cannons to carry the little ladies who walked extremely hard with their little feet.

That's just the fare they give.

"It's really fat!" Zhao Ergou touched Jin Ruyi and couldn't help but think of the spring in the eyes of the little ladies who were so thick that they were about to drip after he grabbed it, and couldn't help muttering.

"Brother dog, what kind of fat!" Sun couldn't look at Zhao Ergou who was staring at the fat sheep with some surprise.

"Sheep, sheep fat." Zhao Ergou swallowed his saliva.

It's just a bunch of mutton, and as for the green glow of the eyes? Young Sun can't really be incomprehensible

Of course, the boss is so enthusiastic, Liu Lang can't help but express that although the brush can't be used, Liu Lang still reluctantly carried the brush dipped in ink and left the first pair of "ink treasures" in his life on the rice paper that the boss held over.

There's no way, let Liu Lang, who hasn't practiced much in his previous life, use a brush, it's really too difficult, what kind of cursive writing。。。。。。 Liu Lang is sincere, but Du Teniang doesn't understand.

Therefore, the three words "Supporting the Military Building" have no other characteristics, that is, they are big enough, if they are not written bigger, Liu Lang is afraid that if they are written as three points, it will be half an ellipsis.

"Magnificent, good!" The restaurant owner bared his teeth and roared angrily with his conscience.

The officers on the side also applauded.

If it's not good, I'm afraid there will be a disaster of running around the training ground, and they all understand the urine nature of the Bull Demon King.

However, I am afraid that no one who was present to applaud did not expect that this restaurant that has been open for decades and has been renamed "Yongjun Building" since then has been inherited for a hundred years and has never been renamed.

And the "magnificent" four-character comment has been mentioned by countless people in the next few decades, and even many great calligraphers believe that although the three characters mentioned by Liu Lang when he was young in the past are still immature, the spirit of Jin Ge Iron Horse jumps on the paper, which fully reflects Liu Lang's ambition to defend his homeland when he was young.

I wiped it, and the old version of Liu Lang, who was boasted about in front of him so bottomlessly, also blushed, and broke out a silent complaint from the bottom of his heart.

He understood at that time, people, as long as you have fame, everything, someone will help you out.

As Master Zhou wrote in the autumn night: "In my back garden, I can see two trees outside the wall, one is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree。。。。。。 ”

Liu Lang was extremely suspicious that it was Master Zhou's attempt to add two thousand words to a chapter at will like some online authors in later generations, not as analyzed by writers, which reflected the master's noble and proud character and his sentiment of being happy and happy.

Anyway, no one knew, Liu Lang, who finished the inscription, went in to drink and eat meat, and he would not have expected that his chicken paw would be auctioned off for a sky-high price of two million after eighty years.

If I had known, Liu Lang would have written a thousand paintings at home and left them for his sons and girls, and he would definitely have nothing to do with writing for fun, so could that thing get rich.