Early the next morning, Liu Yue'e wiped the tables, chairs and benches in the store, placed two newer tables against the west wall, and carefully selected the benches. Each one was solid, and the four legs fell to the ground, motionless.
Chen Baoxiang knew that Liu Yue'e had put all her efforts into the rice shop.
She is like an ant in the flood, and the rice shop is like a big tree in troubled times. As long as she hugs the tree tightly, she can survive.
At eleven o'clock in the morning, regular customers came into the store to eat in twos and threes.
Bi Gong and six others also came into the store and sat at the table arranged by Liu Yue'e in advance.
Chen Baoxiang personally served the meat, braised eggs, kelp rolls, Sixi meatballs, fried eggs, and a bowl of rice.
These six people all wore glasses, brand-new cotton hats, cotton robes and cotton shoes.
Although their appearance is no different from Jinan people, the eyes behind their glasses are extremely cold.
"The fucking Japanese devils gave an order not to allow opera singing in the Grand View Garden. They said they would wait until the Japanese theater troupe finished their performance. Several theater troupes in Peking and Shanghai were waiting to open the box for the performance in Jinan. They kept delaying it. I hate myself.
Got it!"
A regular customer suddenly spoke up and slapped the table and cursed.
"Yes, why are you not allowed to open the box and perform in the first month? When Commander Zhang and Commander Han were here, there were not so many bullshit rules. We are Chinese, why should we watch Japanese dramas?"
Some people echoed and also slapped the table and cursed.
Chen Baoxiang sat behind the counter, settling accounts with a brush, pretending not to hear.
"How can these naughty little devils understand the quintessence of our Peking Opera? These wonderful things were left to us by our ancestors, and they are not worthy of watching them at all!"
The old customers burst into laughter and cursed like this, and everyone felt relieved.
Bi Gong smiled, put his hands in his sleeves, and kept nodding.
The six Japanese people lowered their heads to eat without saying a word.
"Boss Chen, give me two more eggs - I will eat eggs from Little Japan today and let them have no descendants, hahahaha..."
Ignoring what the old customers said, Liu Yue'e opened the door curtain and went to the backyard to take shelter.
Chen Baoxiang complained repeatedly in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
Finally, after Bi Gong and the six people finished eating and left, Chen Baoxiang felt relieved.
The old customers also dispersed, and the store became quiet again.
Bi Gong did not break his promise. Under every Japanese's rice bowl, there is a huge ocean as food money and rewards.
Liu Yue'e was quick with her hands and feet, clearing away the dishes.
"The boss has finally passed. We are just ordinary people. We can't afford to offend this or that. We should work hard and earn money by our own strength. Don't think so much."
Chen Baoxiang didn't say a word. The old customers just talked about it, but they couldn't touch the Japanese devils.
If we point them to resist Japan, after ten or eight years, not many Japanese will die.
Ye Tian walked to the north room and found that the table was clean.
He looked forward to another letter from the "Twelve Heavenly Officials", but was completely disappointed.
Chen Baoxiang felt depressed, picked up a food box and went out, heading north to the south bank of Daming Lake.
On the other side of the pier, several Japanese people were shouting and screaming as they sailed towards the island in the middle of the lake.
Chen Baoxiang spat on the ground, but there was nothing he could do.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait" - the seven words "wait" are like seven wooden stakes, nailing him down and preventing him from making any rash moves.
Once a mistake is made, the Chen family will suffer disaster.
He chose a stone and sat down. He looked at some scattered rice grains in the corner of the food box, picked them out and threw them into the water to feed the fish.
At first, only small fish came around to fight for it.
Soon, three black-backed and green-bellied carp swam over, wagging their heads and tails to drive away the small fish.
These three fish are all one and a half feet long. The scales on the fish's bodies are full and glowing blue, like blades.
Chen Baoxiang is good at making sweet and sour carp in Shandong cuisine. Many Jinan cooks will use Yellow River carp from the beginning when making this dish, and even threaten to cook without Yellow River carp. Only then can it be regarded as authentic Shandong cuisine.
For Chen Baoxiang, there is no need to worry about the origin of carp.
At present, the Japanese have set up many checkpoints. From Jinan City to Luokou Floating Bridge, people have to undergo at least twenty interrogations.
Fishermen would rather not make money than take risks by sending fish to Jinan.
Therefore, it is enough to use Daming Lake carp for this dish.
Daming Lake is deep and has large waves, with numerous duckweeds and aquatic plants.
The fish drink spring water, eat duckweed, and swim in the undercurrent. Every one of them is fat and healthy, and full of fragrance.
After throwing away the rice grains, the three carp turned around and left.
Chen Baoxiang chased the carp with his eyes and returned to the lake again, only to find that the boat had disappeared. Near the island in the middle of the lake, several people's heads were rising and falling, it was those Japanese.
"You deserve it. The ship sank and these bastards were drowned!"
Chen Baoxiang secretly cheered, but it was obvious that those Japanese people knew how to swim. They waved their arms desperately and swam to the island in the middle of the lake. In another twenty steps, they would be out of the water and ashore.
"Hey, why don't you drown these bitches! The Lake Goddess appeared and asked your shrimp soldiers and crab generals to come over quickly and drag down some of the bitches to eat..."
Chen Baoxiang was lamenting when a vigorous figure suddenly jumped up from the water and pounced on his head floating on the water.
He had a knife in his hand, and every time he swung the knife, he brought up a bunch of blood flowers.
In the blink of an eye, all the heads floating on the water disappeared.
On the island in the middle of the lake, a group of gulls and herons flapped their wings and flew around the place where the murder occurred.
Chen Baoxiang looked at it, his palms filled with cold sweat.
"What a master. Killing several people with one person is like chopping melons and vegetables. It's so happy, so happy, so happy..."
The man did what he couldn't do, and he was so hearty and successful that he felt like he had drank a big bowl of burning knives, and his chest was filled with a fire of excitement.
"There are people in Jinan City, there are people outside the world...There are experts in Jinan, there are masters...Jinan people are like cattle, and the Japanese devils are only worthy of feeding fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs...Heroes, true heroes!"
Chen Baoxiang sat on the shore, couldn't help but slap the rocks with his palms, and secretly cheered dozens of times.
After the boat sank and everyone died, no one came forward on the shore or on the island in the middle of the lake. Chen Baoxiang also quickly left with his food box.
When he walked to the back street of Shoufolou, the siren by the lake rang violently.
Chen Baoxiang felt that what he saw with his own eyes this time was very satisfying and refreshing.
If all the heroes in Jinan can stand up and kill ten Japanese Japs by one person, the Japs will soon be wiped out.
He remembered that among the heroes in Liangshan, there were many heroes with excellent water skills - Zhang Shun in the waves, Zhang Heng in the boat fire, Li Jun, the dragon in the river, the power of the mirage in the river, the fierceness of the dragon in the cave... and those who followed.
King Chao Tian outsmarted the three heroes of the Ruan family who were born in the zodiac.
If the descendants of those heroes were still here, Daming Lake would be the burial place of Japanese devils.
When he reached the end of the back street of Shoufo Tower, he stopped, hid in the corner, and looked north.
The sirens became louder and louder. At first two or three sirens were sounding, and finally more than a dozen were sounding at once.
Chen Baoxiang judged that the high status of the Japanese who was assassinated in Daming Lake made the Japanese feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. They had to attack quickly to catch the murderer and explain to the superiors.
"That's great. If you shoot a man first, shoot a horse. If you capture a thief, capture the king first. Kill the leader of the Japanese devils. A snake will not go away without a head, a bird will not fly without a head... enough for the little devils to drink from!".