Chen Baoxiang came to visit for the second time and asked to see Mr. Feng.
The young man at the door of Mingxinchi told him: "Master Feng is waiting for guests, please wait."
Chen Baoxiang stood at the foot of the steps and looked at the posters on the outer wall of Mingxinchi. Two of them actually showed scenes of several half-naked Japanese women taking a bath. The captions next to them were also in fancy Japanese characters.
He looked breathless and turned his head away.
On the rooftop in the distance, a plaster flag unfolded in the wind, and the bright red sun on it seemed to be made of blood.
"The little devils... have occupied Jinan's territory, and they want to turn the common people's bathing place into their bathhouses... When will the southern troops fight back? Drive the Japanese out of Jinan, drive out Shandong... and rush outside Shanhaiguan?"
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Chen Baoxiang stamped his feet, took a deep breath, and suppressed the irritability in his chest.
Zhu Xiaotian sent him to deliver gold and not to cause trouble.
Finally, Mr. Feng sent the guests out and shook hands vigorously to say goodbye: "The people of Jinan have nothing to say about the Imperial Army. Whatever needs the Imperial Army has, the merchants in Jinan will do their best and will definitely do it. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the merchants in our commercial port area will unite
I prepared a New Year's gift and sent it to the military headquarters soon. China and Japan are on good terms and friendship comes first. I wish you New Year's greetings in advance and may you be well and well..."
There were three of his guests, two of them had Rendan beards under their noses, and the other was a translator with a sinister smile on his face.
The three people got into the car and left. Mr. Feng kept watching with his hands raised until the shadows were no longer visible.
Mr. Feng called Chen Baoxiang in and angrily laughed and scolded: "Damn little Japan, they only know how to ask for money, so let us raise military expenditures... Damn it, let's pay them, make bullets for them, and kill the Chinese, just dream!"
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Chen Baoxiang took out the gold bars and explained his purpose.
Obviously, Mr. Feng was suddenly startled: "This...Boss Zhu is too polite. They are all friends of Jinan. I asked for people from the Sharpshooter Association just to vent my anger on the people of Jinan..."
He accepted the gold and looked at Chen Baoxiang with suspicion on his face: "Boss Zhu has changed his temper and temperament? In the past, he was soft-spoken but not tough. He was able to do things but never kept his mouth shut. What's going on? He didn't even dare to fight with the Sharpshooter Club.
Do you have to use gold to clear the way?"
Chen Baoxiang had long been warned by Zhu Xiaotian and replied with a sigh: "My eldest brother has lived a leisurely life outside the customs for a long time, and his heroic spirit has been worn away... The sharp gun will come menacingly. He was frightened and had no choice but to turn to Master Feng for help."
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"Damn it... Boss Zhu has become like this? What's so scary about a magic gun? What's really scary is the Japanese! Okay, Boss Chen, go back and tell Boss Zhu that if you encounter any trouble in the future, you can come to me at any time.
, I cover him!"
Chen Baoxiang quickly cupped his fists and cupped his hands, thanking him sincerely.
"Boss Chen, since you're here, why don't you take a shower before leaving? I got some French rose spices here and took a shower for three days in a row. My body smelled delicious..."
Chen Baoxiang declined Mr. Feng's kindness and hurried out.
In the building of Mingxinchi, Japanese pictures can be seen everywhere. In the pictures, there are scenes of half-naked Japanese men and women bathing in mountain streams.
Seeing this, he felt overwhelmed.
Entering the city from Puli Gate, Chen Baoxiang felt calm and no longer angry at all.
The entire city of Jinan belongs to the Japanese. Getting angry and crying for father and mother will not have any effect.
What really works is to pick up swords and guns and kill the Japanese.
When the sentry stopped him and checked his certificate of good citizenship, he smiled at the Japanese.
The Japanese also grinned and let him pass.
"Fuck, one day, I will come here with a knife, one knife at a time..."
He would think this way every time he passed Pulimen. However, he would hide his hatred in his heart and not reveal any flaws.
Returning to the rice shop, he described the scene where he met Mr. Feng to Zhu Xiaotian in detail, without omitting anything.
"Okay, it's done. As long as Mr. Feng believes your words, the news will spread that my banner, Zhu Xiaotian, has been broken. The more they look down on me, the easier things will be. Third brother, you stay in the city and listen.
News, I will take my fourth brother out of the city and go to Zihetan for a visit. Remember, we are four sworn people. We cannot be born in the same year, the same month and the same day. We hope to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. We will share life and death, wealth and honor..."
Zhu Xiaotian was confident and left with Wu Yixiao.
Chen Baoxiang admired Zhu Xiaotian from the bottom of his heart. In the past, Chief Han admired Zhu Xiaotian. He carried two boxes of ocean and visited the thatched cottage three times, but was rejected by Zhu Xiaotian, which made Chief Han feel very embarrassed.
In his opinion, a real Jinan hero must be like Zhu Xiaotian, standing up against the sky, lying down and smashing the ground. No matter how arrogant the little Japanese are, they must fight to the end.
Only one day later, Tian Dongliu came to the door, followed by a middle-aged man wearing a long gown and a hat, holding a civilized stick in his hand.
"This is Mr. Situ, a financial tycoon from Peking. His ancestor was one of the four compradors of the Westernization Movement of the Commerce Bureau appointed by the Queen Mother of the West. He worked under Li Hongzhang. In Britain and France, let me tell you something.
, the ground shook for three days——"
Mr. Situ took off his sunglasses and waved his hands with a smile: "Brother Tian, stop joking. Those are the achievements of our ancestors and have nothing to do with us juniors. Don't let Boss Chen laugh."
Both of them were veterans in business. After sitting down and having three cups of tea, they immediately got down to business.
Mr. Situ is willing to be a big benefactor, support Tian Dongliu, and join forces with Chen Baoxiang to open a Shandong cuisine restaurant in Grand View Garden.
He can invest all of it, but the funds will pass through Mr. Tian's hands first and then be injected into the hotel.
In other words, he is the big benefactor and Mr. Tian is the debtor.
"Boss Chen, you use your skills as a cook to invest in the shares, accounting for 50%. I will use Mr. Situ's money to invest in the shares, accounting for 50%. When the big hotel opens, you will run it. Mr. Situ said that if he does a good job, he will also
Many friends are optimistic that Jinan’s commercial port area can continue to expand its scale and become the first online Shandong cuisine store in Beijing and Shanghai..."
Mr. Tian smiled, spoke sincerely, and was full of passion.
Mr. Situ bent the index and middle fingers of his right hand and tapped the table gently: "In business, the bigger the cost, the higher the profit. What will happen when you become the number one in Shandong cuisine? Rich people all over the world want to
To eat Shandong cuisine, I have to ask you, Boss Chen, to organize the cooking in person. If the Queen of England wants to eat authentic Shandong cuisine, she has to come and beg you... By then, from south to north, from east to west, who doesn't know you, Boss Chen?
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Chen Baoxiang was encouraged and his chest felt warm.
This was gold cake falling from the sky, and it hit him right on the head.
"Thank you Mr. Situ and Mr. Tian. I will do my best to open the hotel well and live up to your expectations."
He is 80% sure about opening a restaurant.
Since it was Mr. Situ and Mr. Tian who invested the capital, it is not his money if you lose it, so you should devote yourself to making good food, rely on real materials and skills, open a big hotel, light up the front door, and create a new world.
After talking about this, Mr. Situ stood up and left.
After sending him back, Mr. Tian said: "Boss Chen, Mr. Situ is a well-deserved gourmet. His ancestors once produced two strange people, one who tasted food for the Queen Mother of the West and the other who cooked for the President of the Republic of China.
They have a special recipe library in their home, which has collected all the royal recipes since the Northern Song Dynasty..."
In Mr. Tian’s view, Mr. Situ’s identification with Shandong cuisine was also influenced by the Queen Mother and the President.
"Boss Chen, this is our fate. We hope to develop smoothly in the business district and contribute good food to gourmets across the country!"
The two high-fived each other and decided on this important matter starting from today.
Mr. Tian was very attentive in his work. Not only did he discuss the details of opening a store with Chen Baoxiang, but he also kept asking questions about Shandong Shandong cuisine, which made Chen Baoxiang feel that the other party was really sincere and never perfunctory.
The two of them chatted until it was time to light the lamp, and then Mr. Tian stood up and left without feeling satisfied.
When Chen Baoxiang went out to see him off, Mr. Tian sighed with emotion: "War is really a devil. Jinan is such a beautiful place, with springs in every house, poplar trees in every house, simple folk customs, and kindness from generation to generation...all were destroyed by the war. Boss Chen, in troubled times
Among them, if we can open a good restaurant so that those who have left their homes can have a full meal and a good meal, it will also be a good thing to do good and accumulate virtue——"
Chen Baoxiang watched Mr. Tian leave, and when he turned around, Zhao Wuji stood at the door of the rice shop with his hands folded.
He invited Zhao Wuji in and quickly ordered Liu Yue'e to make tea.
"Boss Chen, you are so proud. Please ask Mr. Feng to come forward and ask him to leave. I came here to formally inform you that we should not see Wu Yixiao again. Otherwise, when we meet, Wu Yixiao will die!"
There was a faint smile on Zhao Wuji's face, but the corners of his mouth were pursed vigorously, showing that he was trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.
"Third Master, I'm sorry."
"Boss Chen, it has nothing to do with you. Wu Yixiao insulted my ninth sister. He deserves to die. It has nothing to do with you and Zhu Xiaotian."
After all, Shenqiang Club couldn't bear the incident of Wu Yixiao teasing Luo Hongying.
"The third master of the family can kill people with no more than a nod of his head——"
"Haha, Boss Chen, if someone insults your wife or your daughter, will you be so generous? The Japanese invaded Nanjing, killed so many people, and insulted so many sisters. If they also come out to apologize, say
Is it possible to forgive these idiots by saying, 'You can kill with just a nod of the head'?"
Chen Baoxiang was stunned for a long time before he nodded bitterly: "That's right, that's right, unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable."
In fact, there was no need to talk about things that far away. He only had to think about the mass murder case at Luokou Floating Bridge and he knew that some things could only be paid for with blood, and he could never pretend to be generous and persuade others to forgive.
"Boss Chen, tell your brother, and tell Zhu Xiaotian that the next time we meet, he won't be so kind. He is also a well-known figure on Shandong Road. Wouldn't it make the heroes of the world laugh out loud when he shields bandits like this?"
Chen Baoxiang wanted to defend Zhu Xiaotian, but the other person's words were impeccable. He opened his mouth several times but was speechless.
"A bitch like Mr. Feng, relying on the power of the Japanese, has made friends with a large number of people in the world, forcing me to bow my head and let people go. Next time, hum -"
Zhao Wuji's hands left his sleeves, and he opened his clenched fists. There was a bullet in each palm, and it landed on the table with two dings.
"Boss Chen, there are two bullets here, one is prepared for Wu Yixiao, and the other one will kill the god if the god blocks it, and the Buddha will kill the Buddha if it blocks the Buddha. Let's wait and see!"