Chapter 162: The Inspector Who Opened the Restaurant (2)
The originally noisy soldiers who were plagued by hunger immediately fell silent. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Although there is grievance and unwillingness in his eyes, he also knows that the situation is stronger than people, and his arms can't twist his thighs, who would have thought that this liaison office is gone, but it is hung up under the guise of a restaurant, and there is an inspector with a gun in the tavern!
So what does the Inspector do? It's in charge of soldiers, if you don't like it, they will beat you up, and at worst, they will put you in a deserter's hat and shoot you down!
"Hey, hey." Seeing that everyone was silent, the fat man who looked like an officer put on a smiling face, "I said that the hard work of the brothers, this chief also knows, if you have money, you can naturally come to eat, and if you don't have money, you can exchange valuable things for food." ”
As soon as his voice fell, the soldiers on the opposite side buzzed the camp again, and there was a lot of discussion, and a few soldiers who were active slipped back, in their opinion, since it costs money to eat, how good it would be for me to go to the people's houses to buy it!
Just slipped out of the crowd, and when I looked up, I saw soldiers wearing inspection armbands standing there with guns in their hands, and the fierce eyes were undoubtedly saying: Why, dare to be a deserter here?!
The men looked at each other and finally understood what was going on.
The meal that this liaison office has turned into a tavern is the real overlord meal - the overlord invites you to eat, and you can't eat without it!
They were already so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, so they had no energy to deal with the inspector again, so they could only quietly squeeze back into the crowd.
Unable to escape, the smell of food wafting from the front room finally made the hungry crowd lose their last reserve.
"We have money, let's go first, let us pass!" The voice is the highest, and he squeezes forward with his arms crossed, which is from the Northeast Army.
"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, hey, hey, my silver dollar." This is the Two Lakes Soldiers.
"What are you messing about, dog, baby, you stepped on my child." This is a soldier in Sichuan who calls the shoes a child.
In the chaos, finally everyone who had cash and silver in their hands was put in.
"Hey, you come back for me and intercept him, you are also money?" The fat officer reached out and dragged back a soldier who was about to slip past him.
He spread out his other hand, but saw two copper coins in his fat hand, which were printed with "Kangxi Tongbao", and the crowd burst into laughter.
"Then, sir, I only have this, or my mother said that this is a life-saving charm." As he spoke, he took out another big coin, and a bullet was embedded in it, and the lead bullet had been deformed, presumably the soldier was far away from the shooter, and the bullet hit the copper coin hanging on his chest, but the strength was exhausted, and a copper coin saved his life in the dark.
"Okay, you kid has a hard life, the devil can't take you, for the sake of this big money." The fat officer waved his hand.
"Sir, those two money." The soldier cautiously pointed to the two copper coins that were still in his hand.
The fat officer grabbed his hand and put the two copper coins in his pocket. "Do you really want to eat and drink for nothing? If you don't want to eat, get out! ”
Don't look at this fat man's face, but he is calculating in his heart, this Brother Kong Fang can actually save his life, it seems that it is not inferior to the longevity lock, and he will turn around and turn one, no! You have to tie two big money to a rope, one on your chest and one on your heart, and your life is much more valuable than the poor boy's gold!
To make a long story short, the soldiers who could afford to pay the money were all put into it by the fat army, and he did not refuse to come when he had valuable things in his hands.
The fat officer was fair in his dealings, and when he met someone who was given a lot of money or something that was worth a lot, he asked his subordinates, the inspectors with armbands, to add a few bowls of liquor.
Finally, the rich masters all went in to eat buns, drink soup and drink, and those penniless and starving poor people were left at the door.
At this time, Huo Xiaoshan and his group finally walked in front of the fat officer.
The fat officer Xi obviously saw that Huo Xiaoshan's group of people were all with guys, and there were actually thirty-eight big covers and crooked machine guns, and the small eyes that were originally habitually squinted couldn't help but light up.
It's not easy!
There are not many routed soldiers who came down from the front line to flee and come back with spears, and even many people even changed their military uniforms into civilian clothes in order to flee for their lives, but this group of people in front of them actually held several Japanese weapons, how could they not make his eyes shine?
The fat man was obviously a person who had seen the world, and he quickly stopped the surprise and curiosity in his heart, but he stretched out his hand, spread his palm, and simply and naturally burst out of his mouth: "Money." ”
"Nope." Huo Xiaoshan's face was expressionless, and his answer was extremely straightforward.
"Valuable." The fat man even saved the words behind the words, and cherished the words like gold.
"Nope." Huo Xiaoshan still shook his head.
"What's that for?" The fat man is disdainful.
"Is this okay?" As soon as Huo Xiaoshan stretched out his hand, he took the crooked machine gun on his shoulder, and handed the fuselage horizontally to the fat officer.
The fat man stretched out his hand to take it, this crooked machine gun as a single weapon, naturally not very heavy, but definitely not light.
The fat officer couldn't help but fall down with his gun when he didn't catch one hand, and hurriedly stretched out his other hand to hold it.
He leaned down and put the gun on the ground, touched the hook, and touched the trigger, and the familiar method was obviously the same as the person who had played with the gun.
He looked very carefully and slowly, as if he couldn't finish it for a while, which made Shen Chong, who was standing behind Huo Xiaoshan, very angry, and couldn't help but say, "Is a gun so detailed?" It's not a woman! ”
Murong Pei had long been accustomed to Shen Chong's style of speaking, but the little girl's face turned white, as if it was not the gun but her that everyone was paying attention to.
The fat officer stood up slowly, looked at Huo Xiaoshan, his small eyes that were originally squinted like slits lit up, and said, "A gun is a good gun, but it is a weapon, how can a soldier casually exchange weapons for food?" ”
"It's a weapon, but it's not ours, and if you like it, there will be later!" Huo Xiaoshan didn't care.
"Okay, ambitious!" The fat man praised from the bottom of his heart, "Deal!" Let them eat, put more wine in the basin, and serve a jar of wine! He shouted.
When Huo Xiaoshan and they entered the house, the fat officer's fat face, which had not been serious for a while, burst into laughter, he rubbed his hands happily, and said, "Good things, good things, little Japan's crooked handle, carry it in quickly!" ”
He turned around and was about to enter the house, but he patted his head again, remembered something, raised his hand and summoned one of his subordinates, and whispered, "Do you see the rest of these poor ghosts?" ”
The poor ghosts he spoke of were naturally the penniless soldiers left at the door.
His men glanced at the poor men with ragged and hungry faces. "What do you mean, Director?"
"Make them a pot of soup, two large cakes per person." The fat officer commanded in a low voice.
"Director, they don't have any money" His subordinates wondered how the commander, who had always been a dime, had changed his mind.
"You know a fart, be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future." The fat man replied angrily.
His men nodded yes.
The fat officer walked into the house with his thick waist board, and his front feet had already entered the threshold, but he turned around again and said, "One big cake for one person, just starve to death, eat too much and waste it." (To be continued.) )