Chen Baoxiang was not afraid in his heart because he had not done anything to disgrace the Japanese.
Secretly, he can commit bold assassinations, but on the surface, he is just a cowardly little shopkeeper of a rice shop who cannot afford to offend anyone and spends his days hunched over.
"Master, is everything okay?"
"What could be the problem? I searched it here and there, but it has nothing to do with us."
"Oh, it's okay. We're going to open a restaurant in Grand View Garden right now. We're worth a lot of money. We can no longer associate with these messy people, don't you think?"
Chen Baoxiang shook his head: "Don't worry about external affairs, just take good care of your children."
As the old saying goes in Jinan, long hair means short knowledge.
When men do things, they never listen to their wives nagging them at home.
"Master, I'm going to buy some money and food to burn for Xiu'er and her grandpa in the evening. You are here... my parents-in-law are here..."
Chen Baoxiang's face darkened: "Don't worry about it."
After the massacre in Luokou, he did not want anyone to mention his parents, including Liu Yuee.
For him, the fact that his whole family was killed was not sorrow, but shame - the shame of Jinan people.
Therefore, yesterday on the shore of Daming Lake, watching the masters in the lake stabbing the Japanese devils to death one by one, I felt as exhilarating as if I had killed and raped myself.
It was very uneasy in the city today. After Bi Gong left, police sirens kept sounding outside the front and back doors.
It was approaching noon, and only half of the regular customers came.
Listening to their discussion, it turned out that several people were raided by spies and taken away directly.
"Damn little Japan, ever since the Japanese invaded the city, there has been a manhunt all over the city every few days. Alas, I really don't know when it will end! Lao Guan's house next door to me was searched three times, in the middle of the night.
The child cried and the wife screamed, and Laoguan was taken away..."
"I heard that the Japanese suffered a loss in Daming Lake yesterday. Six of them were killed by water ghosts."
"The little devils don't know the depth. Can they mess up the Daming Lake casually? They still want to hold some kind of 'Eight Wonders' conference on the island in the middle of the lake. They are so full!"
"What conference?"
Several people asked one after another, and the most well-informed old man explained that it turned out that in order to establish the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, the Emperor of Japan wanted to conquer the Chinese people with Japanese culture, so he gathered the eight major cultural schools in Japan and sent one person from each, known as "
"Eight Wonders".
These eight people formed the "Eight Ultimate Army", and they must rely on the power of eight people to defeat the Chinese cultural celebrities.
They came by ship from Japan, landed in Qingdao, and took a train to Jinan. They regarded Jinan as the first stop of the "Eight Ultimate Arena" and destroyed Jinan first, then Peiping, Tianjin, Cangzhou, Shanghai, Guangzhou, Luoyang, and Wuhan.
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If everything goes well, it will conquer all of China and shock China.
"Shit, did you kid take the wrong medicine? Do you still want to overpower Chinese culture? Do they know how to write the word 'culture'?"
"These little devils are just full of food. Do they think the Chinese are so easy to mess with?"
"The Eight Jue? I think they are the Eight Idiots, the Eight Monsters, the beef balls without salt - the Eight Bastards!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Everyone in the room laughed. Jinan City is a big dock, and Jinan people are well-informed and have a high vision.
There are as many Chinese masters traveling from south to north as crucian carp crossing the river. Even Japan, a small country, has fabricated the "eight unique talents", which is just "the big one out of the big ones".
Chen Baoxiang thought of the four killers of the Eighth Front Army, and really wanted to see how they fought to kill the enemy. They must have been so hearty, seven in and seven out, just like the victorious general Zhao Zilong of Changbanpo.
"Boss Chen, tell me, are little Japan crazy? They just want to occupy Jinan, but they also want to destroy Jinan's culture? There are hundreds of kinds of Jinan culture. Can they survive it?"
Chen Baoxiang kept smiling: "Yes, yes, don't talk about anything else. Shandong cuisine is the only one that can't be compared with little Japan."
"Yes, yes!"
Old Ma raised his thumb to Chen Baoxiang and stroked the three locks of snow-white beard under his chin.
Jinan people love and understand Shandong cuisine.
When it comes to Shandong cuisine, everyone can tell you everything.
"Not to mention anything else, a dish of 'Milk Soup with Pucai' from Jinan can keep him in Japan for three years!"
"My Boshan recipe, 'Tofu Box Stuffed with Eight Treasures', with its craftsmanship, taste, and knife skills, even the emperor's chef could not make it."
"My Jiaodong dish of 'boiled cabbage' shocked little Japan to death——"
Chen Baoxiang nodded. Milk soup with pudding, tofu box, and boiled cabbage brought out the essence of Shandong cuisine. It is indeed a model of Shandong cuisine.
Mr. Ma stroked his beard again and said leisurely: "Yes, Master Confucius has already explained the essence of Shandong cuisine - the food is never tired of fine food, and the food is never tired of fine food."
Chen Baoxiang has heard these eight words since he was a child. Let alone Shandong cuisine, even famous dishes in the world cannot escape these eight words. However, the cooks of Shandong cuisine have always studied their cooking skills under the inspiring shouts of Master Kong.
, refusing to slack off in the slightest.
Some people pointed out that the Japanese sushi and sashimi were extremely unpalatable and completely different from the Chinese diet.
Chen Baoxiang immediately thought that in the development of Shandong cuisine, on the one hand, it must inherit the classics, and on the other hand, it must pioneer and innovate.
Those who come to the Grand View Garden to visit and dine are all wealthy people who have seen and eaten before and have a high level of vision.
If you want to beat the big old Shandong cuisine restaurants in Jinan, you have to have a special skill.
Others make Pu Cai in milk soup, and Chen's Hotel also makes Pu Cai in Milk Soup, so that's boring.
"Everyone, I went to Jiaodong a few years ago to visit friends, and a dish of 'Jiaodong Large Yellow Croaker' was so delicious that I almost bit off my tongue. The taste was amazing, and it was so fresh that it was so delicious!"
Old Ma gently tapped the table, and everyone in the room fell silent.
"Do you know why Jiaodong cuisine is so fresh? That's because gourmets have long discovered that after drying the sea intestines, grinding them, passing them through a sieve, and adding a pinch when the dishes are served, the freshness will come out."
Everyone suddenly realized that someone in the previous generation of Mr. Ma had served Prince Gong. He was the master of one person and more than ten thousand people.
Chen Baoxiang knows that improving the umami flavor of sea intestines is just a third-rate method that is the easiest to use. If you really want to get first-class umami, you have to use the special skill of Shandong cuisine - "Diaobao Soup."
After everyone chatted for a while, they all finished their meals, wiped their mouths and left, and the store became empty again.
After Liu Yuee put away the dishes, Chen Baoxiang walked outside to get some fresh air.
A rickshaw came over, and the man in the car hooked his hand with Chen Baoxiang.
Chen Baoxiang raised his head, not looking at the man's attire, but just looking at his eyes, and knew it was Gu Lanchun.
He followed the car and headed east, going around Yanchasi Street, Miaojia Lane, Gongyuan Qiangen Street, and Furong Street for a while, and stopped at the back door of Yuqian Cheongsam Shop.
Gu Lanchun got out of the car and opened the door, and Chen Baoxiang hurried over.
After entering the back door, there is a small and quiet garden.
There were only flower branches and grass roots left in the flower bed, the stone trough next to it was also dry, and a few flower knots were half-buried in the dried mud.
The two of them walked forward and arrived under the wisteria trellis.
During the first month of the year, all the wisteria flowers and leaves are gone, leaving only thick vines, like gray snakes, wrapped around stone pillars and wooden frames.
Gu Lanchun wore a very ordinary gray cotton robe and tied her hair tightly with a green square scarf.
From the back, she looks like a clumsy country lady.
"Boss Chen, I came to you with just one sentence, there is no such thing as a banquet that never ends -"
Chen Baoxiang was confused: "What?"
"The Japanese are powerful and full of tricks. The last time they blew up were old and unimportant instruments. Now, they have mobilized a large number of the latest instruments from Peiping, including the 'Nagasaki Fairy' that makes poison gas bombs, which can be made quickly and efficiently."
Hundreds and dozens of poison gas bombs were used in the battle of Taihang Mountain. Now, spring is blooming and the southeast wind is getting stronger and stronger. If they throw poison gas bombs, the Chinese army will be in danger."
Chen Baoxiang still didn't quite understand. Since the goods platform was blown up for the first time, it proved that the Japanese defense was not monolithic. Next time, just find a way to sneak in.
"Boss Chen, I have been singing opera for many years. I have met many wealthy business bosses who fell in love with me at first sight and wanted to spend a lot of money to support me, but I was not moved at all. It is enough to have a close friend in life, and this world should treat him with the same compassion -
-My love for you is not between a man and a woman, but in troubled times, there are people who love me, care for me, and help me..."
Chen Baoxiang couldn't answer. He just felt that he was clumsy and clumsy. No matter what he said, he couldn't express his feelings at the moment.
"I want to sing a piece of "The Drunken Concubine" for you as a reward for your close friend. Can you sit down and listen?"
Chen Baoxiang sat down obediently. The stone bench was cold, but he couldn't care less.
For Gu Lanchun, he clearly knew what he wanted.
It's just that he, a small rice shop owner, is far from having three wives and four concubines.
Even if he wanted to marry him, how could Gu Lanchun, a famous Peking Opera star in Peking and Shanghai, take him seriously?
"Boss Chen, I have sung this section many times in Peiping and Shanghai, and I have also sung it for nobles and gentlemen, but I have never been willing to sing it to a person. A man who is a confidant will die, and a woman will please herself.
You see, for us in the pear garden industry, if you really want to sing to one person, you have to have the right time, the right location, the right people... Only when these three talents are in place can you be willing to sing."
Gu Lanchun took off her headscarf, let her hair loose, and took off her cotton robe, revealing an aqua cheongsam inlaid with gold and silver threads.
"beautiful--"
There was a buzzing sound in Chen Baoxiang's head, and he felt that Gu Lanchun was like lightning on an August night, suddenly illuminating his inside and outside.
Gu Lanchun's every move and gesture was so stunningly beautiful that Chen Baoxiang couldn't even open his eyes.
He calmed down and looked at Gu Lanchun's face.
Gu Lanchun smiled slightly, and first said something delicate: "Show me——"
Chen Baoxiang saw her rosy lips, white and neat teeth, and soft and small tongue. Those beautiful sounds were gently spit out from that small cherry mouth.
Gu Lanchun gently shook his sleeves and sang a Siping tune:
"The ice wheel of the island is beginning to turn,
The Jade Rabbit rises east again early.
The ice wheel leaves the island,
The universe is extremely clear.
The bright moon is in the sky,
The slave is like Chang'e leaving the moon palace,
It's like Chang'e descending to the ninth level..."
Chen Baoxiang couldn't breathe, and there was a surge of blood in his chest. He wanted to hold Gu Lanchun's hand and tell her: "It's a big problem, whether it's water or fire, I'll go for you -"
Gu Lanchun glides lightly, swaying lightly, like willow branches in March by Jinan's Daming Lake.
"This scenery is so enchanting,
Unconsciously, I arrived at Baihua Pavilion.
Drinking wine together, holding gold gourds,
Gong'e's warriors are diligent and diligent.
Life is like a spring dream,
Please enjoy yourself and drink a few cups."
After Gu Lanchun finished singing once, he looked affectionately, flicked his sleeves, and held Chen Baoxiang's shoulders.
"It's so good, so good..."
Chen Baoxiang could not say anything else and just muttered and repeated.
When Gu Lanchun sang the song for the second time, his voice was different from the first time.
The first time it was clear and loud, like the sound of nature, the second time it was soft and low, like weeping.
Chen Baoxiang felt a big hand grasping his heart and squeezing it again and again.
He had ten thousand words, but in the end they only turned into one sentence: "I will die for you——"
Gu Lanchun shook his head, stretched out his slender index finger of his right hand, and pressed Chen Baoxiang's lips.
"I don't want you to die, you have to live well, resist the Japanese, kill the Japanese, and avenge all Chinese people... Life in this world is fleeting, like dew, lightning, like a dream... Someone has to take the first step, this time it's me,
Maybe it will be you next time. Boss Chen, remember, you have to live well. Everyone in China must live hard as long as there is a glimmer of hope!"