Chapter 517: The Calligraphy Monthly Ticket of the Wave Group Seat)
Of course, for Liu Lang, it was at best a little surprising that Sun Feng was the son of a has-been warlord like Sun Chuanfang.
In the past, Sun Chuanfang was indeed unparalleled in time and space. He occupied the territory of five provinces and held the title of "King of the Southeast". Later, he was defeated by the revolutionary army led by the bald man and lived in seclusion in Tianjin. These were not enough to make Liu Lang have any interest in him.
What respect? In his opinion, the warlords' attacks on each other have actually slowed down China's industrialization process for a few more years. If China had been unified a few years earlier, a big game for the country would have been played, the economy would have improved, and Japan would have
No one dares to fully invade China.
It's a pity that China was really in chaos during this period. Even the bald man, from the day he ascended the throne of Chairman of the Military Commission until he was defeated in Taiwan Province, could not actually unify the country.
But Sun Chuanfang was still a pure Chinese after all. While living in seclusion in Tianjin, Okamura Ning lobbied him several times to become the puppet chairman of North China, but he sternly refused.
Such a person would naturally produce a good son, and Sun Buwei also proved himself with the gun in his hand.
"Zhao Ergou, you poached all the way to the regiment headquarters. Why, our regiment headquarters guard platoon can't be expanded into a guard company? Otherwise, the artillery company doesn't have many guns anyway. I think we can build an artillery platoon."
That's it." Liu Lang chuckled.
"No! Sir, I lost the bet just now. I'll treat you to mutton shabu-shabu." Zhao Ergou reacted very quickly and directly brought the topic back to eating.
Seeing this guy giving in without any sense of moral integrity, the whole place burst into laughter again. Someone invited him to drink and eat meat, which was naturally great, especially for a group of soldiers who had just come off the battlefield of life and death.
Naturally, Zhao Ergou's treat was not that there were more than a dozen people present. After a battle, they were all brothers of life and death. Almost all the officers above the second lieutenant were shouted at by you and me, including this time just now.
A group of warrant officers announcing their promotions.
I heard that Captain Zhao of the Artillery Company, who is very popular and needs to build relationships with him, is treating me to a treat. Who wouldn't come? Anyone who doesn't come is a fool.
That huge team made the owner of the restaurant not far from the station smile with joy. Because of the first-come-first-served basis, there have been many officers of the Independent Regiment patronizing his restaurant these days, but they have never been dispatched on such a large scale.
By the way, all the upper and lower floors were full.
Not only can they make money, the most important thing is that the independent regiment is famous! After this battle, although the official name has not been decided, among the people of Peiping, the name of the No. 1 regiment in the world, which defeated the Japanese soldiers in World War I, has long been
It is a household name. What an honor it must be to have all the officers of the "No. 1 Regiment in the World" gather for dinner in your own restaurant!
Half price, must be half price. This was the first thing the restaurant owner promised when he rushed downstairs to greet Liu Lang, the leader of the "No. 1 Regiment in the World", patting his chest.
The second thing is that Fat Tuanzu will never give up the opportunity to "cheat" his brother. The restaurant owner is so generous, so Zhao Ergou must not be allowed to bleed.
Liu Lang already knew about Ji Xiaoniuer and Xiaoyang Niuer's meeting for tea, and it seemed that Zhao Ergou was indispensable in this incident, adding fuel to the flames. You are such a special girl, just hide and hide. If you don't say anything, it's over.
You are hiding so covertly, my mother-in-law’s crotch is falling off with yellow mud——it’s better to die than die! After Liu Lang heard that Sun Fang couldn’t talk about this kind of thing, he had been grinding it for a long time
The back molars wanted to chew this idiot alive in one bite.
What's more, when the 29th Army received the Japanese Type 41 mountain artillery, the company commander was invited to the 29th Army to train artillery for a whole day. I heard that the labor fee was not reduced. Don't eat dogs.
Big house, who will eat?
All the ministers and officials have eaten and drank, and they must not suffer the hardships of the brothers who are still in the military camp and have not gone home to visit their relatives.
As the restaurant owner patted his plump chest, nearly a hundred sheep and a hundred jars of old wine became dinner for the more than a thousand soldiers still in the military camp tonight.
In terms of safety, Liu Lang had nothing to worry about. Even if the war was over, there was still a company in the station that was armed with live ammunition and served as a security company. Liu Lang believed that they could resist the temptation of fine wine.
Of course, the last person to pay the bill must be the artillery company commander who is almost tottering with a green face.
Fortunately, I was smart and took a piece of Jin Ruyi from that old boy Han Tianhao's concubine. Zhao Ergou's face was glowing green, and his hand not only touched the piece of Jin Ruyi hidden in his pocket, but also considered this not too big one.
Is Jin Ruyi enough to treat the entire group of more than a thousand people to a whole-sheep feast?
As for the Han local tycoon's concubine giving him a golden gift for Mao, Captain Zhao Dal would never say that it was because he couldn't help but being mean and secretly pinched her plump buttocks.
Cannon's tractor gave a ride to a little girl who had to walk very hard with her little feet bound.
That's just the fare given by others.
"She's so fat!" Zhao Ergou couldn't help but murmured as he touched Jin Ruyi, remembering the spring in the little girl's eyes that was so intense after he grabbed her.
"Brother Dog, what are you so fat about?" Sun Fang couldn't help but looked at Zhao Ergou in surprise, who was staring at the fat sheep.
"Sheep, sheep fat." Zhao Ergou swallowed his saliva.
It's just a pile of mutton. As for his eyes glowing green? It's really hard for young Sun to understand.
Of course, the boss was so kind, so Liu Lang couldn't help but express his gratitude. Although he couldn't handle calligraphy with a brush, Liu Lang still reluctantly used a brush dipped in ink to write his own words on the rice paper that the boss held out.
The first "calligraphy treasure" in my life.
I have no choice but to let Liu Lang, who had never practiced pen calligraphy in his previous life, use a brush. It would be too difficult. What kind of cursive writing... Liu Lang really doesn't understand.
Therefore, the three characters "Yongjun Tower" have no other characteristics, they are just big enough. If it were not written bigger, Liu Lang would be afraid that it would be written as three dots, so it would be better to use half an ellipsis.
"Majestic, good!" the restaurant owner bared his teeth and roared with conscience.
The officers on the side also applauded.
If you don't applaud me, you might end up running around the training ground. They all know the peeing behavior of the Bull Demon King.
However, I am afraid that none of the applauding people here expected that this restaurant, which has been open for decades and has since been renamed "Yongjun Restaurant", has been passed down for hundreds of years without changing its name. Even if the Japanese invaders stationed in Peiping for several years in the future,
The restaurant owner only used yellow paint as the background color of the plaque to temporarily cover the word "support" without removing it, making it another classic time-honored brand in Beiping City.
And the four-character comment "majestic" was mentioned by countless people in the next few decades. Even many great calligraphers believed that although Liu Lang's calligraphy skills were still immature, they were golden.
The spirit of Ge Tiema leaps onto the page, fully embodying Liu Lang's ambition to defend his homeland when he was young.
Damn it, the elderly version of Liu Lang blushed when he was bragged so unconditionally in front of others, and a silent complaint broke out from the bottom of his heart.
He finally understood at that time that as long as you have a reputation, there will be people who can help you with everything.
Just like what Master Zhou wrote on an autumn night: "In my back garden, you can see two trees outside the wall, one is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree..."
Liu Lang was extremely suspicious that Master Zhou was just like some later Internet writers who added it casually to make up a chapter of 2,000 words, rather than what the writers analyzed, which reflected the master's noble and arrogant moral character and his joy in living in poverty.
sentiment.
Anyway, no one knew that Liu Lang went out to drink and eat meat after finishing the calligraphy, and they never expected that his calligraphy, which looked like a chicken claw had been scratched, would be auctioned for a sky-high price of two million eighty years later.
If he had known earlier, Liu Lang would have written a thousand paintings at home for his sons and girls. He would definitely enjoy writing for free, as it can make him rich.