Chuanwen was startled and immediately took three steps back.
"Don't be afraid, I just thought of something and couldn't help but laugh. Now, don't worry about these boxes. No matter who asks, they will be confused. Do you understand?"
The two children nodded with panic in their eyes.
"Okay, don't worry, you two. If the sky falls, dad will hold it up!"
After moving the boxes, the man in black went out and locked the door again.
Then, the truck honked its horn and drove away slowly.
After working so hard for so long, the sun sets and dusk comes again.
Liu Yue'e took Xiu'er out of the house to get some fresh air, and the whole family stood in the yard.
Chen Baoxiang walked to the tarpaulin and saw a spray-painted sign on the edge that read "The 731st Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Unit of the Japanese Kwantung Army in Manchuria".
His heart twitched again. The Japanese had harmed the people in the three northeastern provinces, and then moved to Jinan in an attempt to repeat the glorious achievements there.
Any Jinan person with conscience must not sit idly by.
"It's really hard to find anywhere, and it takes no effort to get it! The box is here, burn it on fire, and it will be clean. There will be no more trouble."
Chen Baoxiang circled the tarpaulin, ordered the message to be passed, opened a corner of the tarpaulin, and confirmed again.
His heart was going up and down, cold and hot, and he felt like he had a chance to win, but also felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
If the family of five could leave smoothly tonight, he would find a way to notify Gu Lanchun and rush directly to Mingxin Pond to catch the Japanese off guard.
In the evening, the family soaked dry food in hot water and had a hasty meal.
Chen Baoxiang kept listening with his ears pricked up, fearing that he would miss the sound of the explosion.
After Chuanwu had a full meal, he bent down in the courtyard, squatted on horseback, and practiced boxing. He was not idle for a moment.
Chen Baoxiang was restless and walked back and forth several times in various rooms. Suddenly he discovered that the green bricks on the floor of the west wing had just been paved, and the soil in the cracks of the bricks was still fresh.
Since it was an idle old home, Mr. Feng didn't need to waste any time.
Chen Baoxiang squatted down, lifted up a piece of blue brick, and examined the soil below.
The reason why he paid attention to these details was because Bi Gong had said before that Zhu Xiaotian succeeded in seizing the gold and gave it to Master Feng to hide.
Mr. Feng lives in Mingxinchi. There are too many people there, so it is impossible to transport the gold there directly. He can only choose a quiet, safe place under his nose. This old hospital meets the conditions very well.
Chen Baoxiang took a branch and inserted it into the soil. It only fell half a foot before it was blocked by a layer of hard material.
He found a shovel from the corner and dug down a few times, revealing a dark iron box in the soil.
Chen Baoxiang did not continue digging, but leaned down, put the tip of his nose close to the iron box, smelled it carefully for a while, and already smelled the smell of gold.
Without disturbing the others, he filled the soil and put the bricks back into place.
In the past, if he suddenly found the missing gold bar, he would have been extremely excited. At the moment, he just felt that his scalp was numb and his whole body was cold, and he had to face these huge disasters.
If you blow up the box, your whole family may be implicated.
If you find gold, you are likely to be silenced by Master Feng.
Over at the rice shop, once the fighting starts, that home will be gone.
He walked out of the west wing, his face was pale, his steps staggered, and he almost fell.
Liu Yue'e ran over to help him and asked him to sit down beside the stone mill.
"Master, you look bad. Did you not sleep all night last night?"
Chen Baoxiang nodded and smiled reluctantly: "I'm worried that the neighbors know that someone is entertaining the Japanese at our house, and that the stage... the actors from the Peony Pavilion. Alas, I really shouldn't have agreed to Bi Gong. Our old Chen family was originally with
I have nothing to do with the Japanese, and now my reputation is ruined."
Liu Yue'e smiled and comforted: "It's the Japs who are being treated to a banquet, not us. There are so many Shandong cuisine restaurants in the city, and they all cook for the Japs. If the people want to make fun of them, no one can escape. Master, don't worry too much. Besides, we are very
Let’s go into the Grand View Garden soon, and we won’t be walking around much with the old neighbors in the back streets of the county. Just don’t listen to what they say.”
Chen Baoxiang took a deep breath and straightened his back.
He understands that he is the backbone of the Chen family and cannot fall no matter how difficult it is.
"Okay, I'll contact Boss Tian tomorrow and see if everything is ready, then I'll find a house and move there."
When the three children heard this, they immediately jumped for joy.
They had lived in a courtyard on the back street of the county for many years, living in rags and scrimping on food and clothing. They had already lived a life of poverty.
In the eyes of old Jinan people, stepping into the Grand View Garden is like a fish leaping over the dragon's gate, which is extremely precious.
The three children are not vain, but moving from the old streets with gray bricks and gray tiles to the splendid commercial port area is really a great thing to be proud of.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Mr. Feng came over first and congratulated Chen Baoxiang with a smile: "Boss Chen, Mr. Bi will be here soon. Tonight's banquet was a success. The girls in Peony Pavilion are both beautiful and artistic. Jinan Shandong cuisine tastes first-class. Japan
My friend is very satisfied and is said to have given me a reward. Congratulations, it is a great blessing to be able to establish a relationship with a Japanese friend!"
Chen Baoxiang cupped his fists and returned the gift, feeling confused in his heart.
Since the Japanese were on the scene, why didn't the people in Wanhualou detonate the explosive pack?
I originally thought it was an empty city plan, but which one did Bi Gong and Bi Jing perform?
"Boss Chen, I can't believe that your little rice shop has become the busiest place in Jinan tonight. As soon as the girls from Peony Pavilion played their musical instruments, hundreds of neighbors rushed to the back streets of the county and surrounded the rice shop.
They are all overwhelmed. How can they have such a good ear in ordinary times? Pipa, erhu, bamboo flute, suona... The Japanese friends were all stunned by it. It is true that this music can only be heard in heaven, and it is rare to hear it in the world."
Chen Baoxiang didn't understand what happened to the rice shop. The more Mr. Feng talked, the more confused he sounded.
If all the neighbors come to the rice shop to listen to music and the explosives go off, how many people will be affected?
"Boss Chen, your face is so ugly? Is it because of the reward? Don't worry, Bi Gong will not ignore the rewards from Japanese friends. I will give them all to you. It must be a lot, and they are all yours, hehehehe..."
Chen Baoxiang observed the look in Mr. Feng's eyes when he spoke. It didn't look like he was making up lies or making up lies, so he had to brace himself and deal with it carefully.
Mr. Feng chatted for a while before talking about something serious.
It turned out that Ming Xinchi's original big accountant and the second accountant were both older, one was sixty-two and the other was fifty-seven.
They had two apprentices before. Although their brains were bright, their moral character was slightly flawed. They had not yet learned how to do all the accounting. They first learned how to collect black money without keeping accounts.
"Boss Chen, I appreciate Chuanwen very much. If you are willing, can you let him come to Mingxinchi as an apprentice?"
Chen Baoxiang was refreshed. This was a good thing that fell from the sky. He quickly clasped his fists to express his thanks.
He called Chuanwen over, and Master Feng repeated what he just said.
Chuan Wen agreed cleanly and politely, and immediately offered tea to Master Feng and changed his words: "Thank you Master Feng for your concern, please give me more support from my boss."
Mr. Feng laughed heartily, took the tea bowl, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Okay, Chuan Wen, he is a good young man who has great discernment and can show his face. Don't worry, I will make it clear to the two accountants. I will strictly discipline you and not be sloppy, so that you can learn your true skills and become an apprentice as soon as possible!"
For a time, Chen Baoxiang and Feng Ye became a family. Anya, who passed on the news, restrained herself and paved the way for her future.
It was not until ten o'clock in the evening that Bi Gong arrived late.
While Chen Baoxiang was talking to Mr. Feng, he listened carefully, fearing that gunshots and explosions would suddenly sound and shatter the tranquility of Jinan City.
Bi Gong had a familiar smile on his face. As soon as they met, he took out a red silk red envelope with a large roll of banknotes stuffed inside.
"Boss Chen, this is Mr. Funakoshi's bounty. He is very satisfied with tonight's banquet. Your courtyard is spacious and quiet, making him feel like he has returned to Tokyo."
After sitting down respectfully, he passed on the message and quickly made tea.
"Boss Chen, you are so lucky. I made such careful arrangements and none of them were used. It seems that people from all walks of life retreated and did not dare to show up. Okay, everything is safe and sound.
Well, I can finally have a good sleep tonight!"
Chen Baoxiang's hanging heart was relieved. He didn't want Wanhualou to be like an egg hitting a stone. He knew that victory was impossible, but he still launched the charge without hesitation.
What is the difference between this style of fighting and the Qing Dynasty cavalry charging against the foreign gunmen of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces?
The end result is like sorghum in autumn, falling down one by one under the bright sickle.
If you want to assassinate the Japanese devils, there must be a smarter way instead of throwing yourself into a trap.
"Uncle Bi, shall I call the truck over and take Boss Chen and his family back?"
Bi Gong nodded: "Very good. Boss Chen and his family are all tired today. Let's send them back to rest first and we can talk tomorrow."
Chen Baoxiang breathed a sigh of relief and got into the truck with his family. Mr. Feng personally accompanied him back to the rice shop.
He didn't expect that after entering the door, the floor, tables and chairs were clean, without any oil or garbage.
The small stage and banners have been removed, which makes Chen Baoxiang breath a sigh of relief.
The backyard has also been cleaned, and all the dust on the doors and windows has been wiped off. It is cleaner than during the Chinese New Year.
Liu Yue'e checked inside and outside, and boiled water to make tea happily: "These Japanese people are very polite. After using our tables and stools, we wipe them clean and put them away before leaving. If we want to be like them, we are willing to do the same.
Everyone interacts as equals."
The three children went to bed first. Mr. Feng sat down and chatted with Chen Baoxiang while drinking tea.
Just before entering the door, Chen Baoxiang looked around and saw that the snipers on the commanding heights had all evacuated. The entire crisis of entertaining the Japanese was over.
"Boss Chen, don't tell me. Bi Gong and Bi Jing are two big men in the world who treat you well. The Japanese treat you here, forcing all the Shandong cuisine restaurants in Jinan City to bow to you. In the future, the Chen Family Hotel will open
In the Grand View Garden, we have to overwhelm them first. You, don’t forget the kindness of others in the future, and don’t forget the well diggers when you are drinking water, right?”
Chen Baoxiang couldn't describe his mood at this moment. Although the dust had settled, he still felt that something was happening in the dark and would soon come to light.
"Master Feng, do you also think that opening a restaurant in Grand View Garden is a good business?"
"Of course, of course, it's not just a good business, it's one of the best in a hundred. That boss Tian knew it was Lao Jianghu at a glance, and he picked you because you are honest enough, kind enough, and loyal enough...
If you work hard, you will definitely make a lot of money and become famous in Qilu!"
It was already one o'clock in the morning when Mr. Feng left.
He was probably overly excited, so he accepted the letter and became an apprentice, and getting involved with Chen Baoxiang was like finding someone with whom he could develop together.
From then on, Ming Xinchi gained another powerful ally and lost one competitive enemy.
Chen Baoxiang went to bed full of doubts and tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep with difficulty.
He only slept for a while before he was awakened by the sound of people and cars outside.
"Open the door, open the door, open the door..."
Someone banged on the door, and the front door and the back door rang simultaneously.
Chen Baoxiang got dressed and got up. As soon as he arrived in the yard, people outside had already broken in. They were all men in black holding guns in one hand.
"Everyone, what's going on? What kind of law have I broken? If you have something to say, don't scare my child!"
Chen Baoxiang stood at the door of the north room, opening his arms to block the man in black.
"Boss Chen——"
Bi Jing appeared in the store, wearing a cotton robe and a cotton hat, with cold eyes and murderous intent.
"Master Bi Er, what happened again? We just came back from Master Feng and just slept for a while."
Bi Jing came over, stood in front of Chen Baoxiang, and stared at him.
Chen Baoxiang was horrified because he saw the cold murderous intent in Bi Jing's eyes.