Chen Baoxiang felt that he had a panoramic view of Jinan City, and could clearly see all the Japanese forts, Chinese streets, springs and waterways, and railways and waterways.
He also saw the Xiaoqing River, like a silver ribbon, flowing all the way to the northeast.
"That's Huashan, this is Queshan. It's exactly the same as Zhao Mengfu's "Autumn Colors of Quehua". No wonder Emperor Qianlong went to Jinan and stood on the Quehua Bridge to enjoy the beautiful scenery. He had to send an eight-hundred-mile horse to the palace to fetch the beautiful scenery. Come to "Autumn Colors of Magpies" and compare it with the beautiful scenery in front of you. It turns out that the real dragon emperor can also fly in the sky, and he can also open his eyes to see the past and present..."
"Master, master, wake up, you are talking in your sleep, wake up, wake up quickly!"
Chen Baoxiang jumped up and Liu Yuee stood in front of the bed with a happy face.
"What's up?"
"What's the matter? It's already noon. Why don't you get up to collect money and gifts?"
Chen Baoxiang was confused and led by Liu Yue'e to the store.
There were more than a dozen boxes of snacks piled on the counter, as high as a person.
On both sides of the store entrance, there are pork and eggs in bamboo baskets, and next to them are bags of rice and noodles...
"Where did this come from?"
"They are all gifts from the neighbors. They know that we are going to open a restaurant in the Grand View Garden, and they all come to celebrate. I promised them for you. On the first day of the restaurant's opening, everyone will be invited to have a drink and a meal. If you don't get drunk, you won't come home!"
Chen Baoxiang shook his head vigorously and gradually woke up, and the soul floating in the sky slowly returned to his body.
"When did this happen?"
"Master Feng came yesterday, didn't he? He gave us a gift and announced in front of our regular customers that we were going to open a restaurant in Grand View Garden, so the neighbors took action."
Chen Baoxiang frowned. Yesterday, Mr. Feng suddenly came to the door, leaving him confused about the way to go. He was still on pins and needles after collecting those oceans.
The two of them were counting the gifts and keeping accounts one by one, when another person came to the door. It was a man wearing a gray cotton robe and a green peaked cap, who claimed to be the third housekeeper of the Huang Mansion.
"Boss Chen, please send this message to my eldest grandma and second grandma, congratulations on the upcoming opening of the restaurant over at the Grand View Garden. It will be a great success, and it will make a lot of money. It will make a lot of money, and it will be connected to the world. It is a small profit, but it is disrespectful. I hope you will accept it."
Immediately, two young men came in each carrying a wooden gift box wrapped in red silk and placed it on the table.
The steward uncovered the red silk and lifted the lid.
There are ten silver coins in the big box, and ten gold bars in the small box.
Chen Baoxiang was a little panicked: "Hey, brother housekeeper, you can't do this. I'm just a small restaurant, and I'm not worthy of being cared about by grandma or grandma. This gift is too heavy, I really can't bear it, I can't bear it!"
The housekeeper smiled and looked Chen Baoxiang and Liu Yue'e up and down: "Boss Chen, grandma has specially told me that when your restaurant opens, she will reserve a long private room for her. From now on, friends will come from Peiping and Shanghai. If you don't go anywhere else, just I recognize you, Boss Chen."
Chen Baoxiang was even more frightened and thanked him again and again.
The butler said goodbye with a smile and went with the two boys.
Liu Yue'e was so frightened that she trembled all over. She touched the ocean and the gold bars, closed the lid of the box, her feet were weak, and she bent down and sat on the ground.
"Master, pinch me quickly. Is this a dream? In broad daylight, is this a dream?"
Chen Baoxiang squatted down and pinched the back of Liu Yue'e's hand gently.
"It hurts, it hurts, it's not a dream, it's not a dream!"
If it had been before winning the gold medal, so many oceans and gold bars would have shocked Chen Baoxiang half to death.
However, when he learned that someone traveled thousands of miles to transport gold from Jiaodong to the northwest, he felt that there were so many earth-shaking events in the world, and the mere ocean and today were nothing.
It is really ridiculous that people die for money and birds die for food.
"Put it away."
"Master, master... I can't walk anymore, let me slow down, let me slow down, the Huang family gave us a big gift, Mingxinchi Feng Master gave us a big gift, what is it for?"
Chen Baoxiang moved the box to the north room. When he came back for the second time, he closed the shop door and helped Liu Yuee onto the kang.
Liu Yue'e grabbed the apron and bit it in her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes: "Master, I really wish--"
She got up, stumbled into the courtyard, and knelt down to the west.
"Thank you to our ancestors for their kindness and sending ghosts and gods to send money. The unworthy descendants must work hard to make money, rebuild the tombs of their ancestors, and burn more money and food. May the ancestors and ancestors bless the spread of literature and martial arts, and Xiu'er will be safe and healthy.
smoothly!"
After praying, Liu Yue'e kowtowed heavily and made three sounds of "dong, dong, dong".
Chen Baoxiang stood in the room and looked at Liu Yuee.
When he received the money, he thought of the "death lottery".
In the past dynasties, when a prisoner was executed, he would be given a feast of meat and wine in advance, and then a pierced silver ingot would be tied in his mouth, and the headless ghost would take the silver and go to the underworld to live in peace.
He wants to do something for Wanhualou. If his guess is correct, these oceans and gold bars are the "Guantoucai" Wanhualou has given out.
"You underestimate me, Chen Baoxiang."
He smiled faintly and boiled water to make tea.
Liu Yue'e finished praying and went into the house to put away the ocean and gold bars.
"With this money, we can buy a house and land, marry our two sons, and then marry off our daughter. We will look forward to seeing our grandchildren."
Liu Yue'e was filled with joy and felt like a gust of wind as she walked.
Now that Chen Baoxiang had "opened his eyes" and saw the huge amount of money, he immediately thought that the bombing of the Japanese goods platform must have been extremely difficult and dangerous, and there was little hope of survival.
He paid for all this money with his life, so what's so gratifying about it?
After drinking two pots of tea, he felt a slight sweat on his neck. He picked up the wooden bucket and went out of the front door to fetch water from the Black Tiger Spring.
Along the way, many neighbors who had never said hello leaned out of their shops to say hello to him.
There were flattering smiles on those people's faces, as if Chen Baoxiang was no longer the shopkeeper of a rice shop, but a big boss doing big business.
Chen Baoxiang looked down at the half-old wooden barrel and felt very ashamed.
He took advantage of Tian Dongliu. If he went to the goods counter and never came back, he would have let him down.
Fortunately, there were hundreds of cooks in Jinan City, so Tian Dongliu had no time to find someone else.
When he arrived at Black Tiger Spring, he grabbed the rope and put the barrel under the tiger's head to catch the water.
In winter, the water is small and there is no roar of tigers. It is very different from summer.
"Third brother, follow me."
A man passed by him and gave him a gentle brush on the tip of his elbow.
Chen Baoxiang heard that it was Song Zixue's voice, so he immediately picked up the bucket, poured the bucket of water back, and followed closely with the empty bucket.
The two of them headed west, heading straight for Scissor Lane.
Chen Baoxiang didn't dare to ask, until he entered the alley and there was no one in front or behind him, he quickly caught up with Song Zixue.
"Where are we going?"
Song Zixue pointed forward. In front of her was Shengtang Alley.
The two of them turned around and entered a dilapidated courtyard in Shengtang Alley.
There were three north rooms in the small courtyard. Song Zixue pushed the door open and entered, took out a gun with both hands, and held a man sitting at the Eight Immortals table with both guns.
That man was Zhu Xiaotian. His gun was placed on the table and he had no time to grab it.
Chen Baoxiang's heart was in his throat. Even though he had expected such a day, he still felt that it had come too early.
"Second sister, why are you so impatient? When will you change your temper?"
"Brother, I'm not like you, who lurks like ice. I've obviously killed others and made rivers of blood flow, but I'm still hiding here like no one else. Mihe Beach in the east of Yidu County and Zihe Beach in the east of Zhangqiu. How many people have died?
Two hundred, right?”
"Second sister, do you still remember what Chief Han said - there are no good people in heroes. If you want to achieve great things, immortal people cannot do it. One general's achievements will cause thousands of bones to wither. Do you think the ancient poems are just telling us a joke?"
"Brother, how do you want to become a big thing? You are doing everything you can to win gold, all for the sake of the Japanese. If this gold cannot reach the northwest, all supplies there will be cut off. You probably know that when the gold reaches Weishan Lake, it will immediately
It will be divided into 30% and 70%, and 70% will go to Shanghai to buy medicines and bullets and transport them to the northwest. Without gold, without medicines, without bullets, the Eighth Front Army will be finished."
Zhu Xiaotian shook his head and raised his eyebrows slightly.
In the past, every time he made such an action, he would definitely say something shocking.
"Second sister, third brother, I just want to tell you that it has nothing to do with us whether the Eighth Front Army is finished. We have done so much dirty work for Commander Han, but what is left in the end? When he ran to the south, did he give
Shall we leave a treasure of gold and silver?"
Song Zixue snorted and responded through gritted teeth: "Brother, don't judge him from left to right. The Eighth Front Army is not Commander Han. It is a team of the Communist Party that conquers the world and saves the poor. It is not the same as the Southern Army."
"Second sister, you were deceived by them. If you don't care for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth. They really want to conquer the world and save the poor. Then where were they when the people of Jinan were killed?"
Chen Baoxiang didn't want to get involved in this senseless quarrel. He just wanted to find out one thing - "Brother, did you and your fourth brother give the Japanese military an archery book?"
"have."
Chen Baoxiang's head buzzed, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he suddenly lost his square inch.
If you give archery books to the Japanese, you are just a loser.
Wu Yixiao did this, Zhu Xiaotian did the same, and their sworn relationship was completely over.
"There is no difference between the Japs and Chief Han. If you work for them, they will give you big rewards, including money and women. Do you still remember the story of "Zhang Songxian Map" by the storyteller under the overpass? Those who enter Shu first will be left alone for three days and burned to death.
Robbery, everything is forbidden. I have talked with the Japanese, and if we help the Japanese do something big, they will reward you with a city, and give it to you and my brother, as our fiefdom, as the local emperor..."
Chen Baoxiang felt that Zhu Xiaotian's words were a bit offensive and irritating.
"Brother, stop talking."
"No, third brother, I don't understand what I'm saying. I have to tell you. I'll tell you this sentence again and remember it well - there are no good people in heroes. Cao Mengde said, 'I would rather teach me to betray the world than teach the world to betray me.'
That's right, I am worthy of being an official in Jinan. Follow me well, and from now on, don't cry and open restaurants. We will be the local emperor ourselves and let the people from all over the world serve us - "
"Shameless!"
Song Zixue could no longer hold back, roared angrily, and pulled the trigger with her index fingers.
Chen Baoxiang opened his eyes and instantly sensed the approaching crisis and rolled on the spot.
Two watermelon-sized purple-gold meteor hammers fell rapidly from the beams, and one hit the place where Chen Baoxiang had just been standing, smashing the green bricks on the ground to pieces.
Another bullet hit Song Zixue's shoulder, with a click, the bones in her left shoulder were shattered, and the two bullets lost their accuracy and both missed.
"Shameless, shameless, shameless..."
She fell slowly, letting go and throwing away her guns.
A dagger with a ruby sapphire embedded in the handle was inserted in the middle of her heart. She was already dying and could not save herself.
The purple gold hammer and the red and blue sword are the unique weapons of Zhu Wu, the hero of Liangshan. They have been passed down to this day for almost a thousand years, but they are used on his own people.
Zhu Xiaotian's work is really like those five words - there are no good people in heroes...