Many people may not know that the music atmosphere in Belgium is no worse than that in Austria. Especially in southern Belgium, basically all the bars and restaurants will have music playing at night.
It is worth mentioning that Belgium is the place where the saxophone was invented, and the name of the person who invented the saxophone is Adolf Saxophone!
These Chinese officers and soldiers have received a Western education to some extent. When they were in Ryukyu, they could hear the performances of European orchestras at any time, and they knew something about European music.
Pianos, accordions, guitars, flutes, trumpets, etc. are all acceptable to the officers and soldiers, but the saxophone is something people find a little weird.
It sounded weird to have such a low woo-woo sound, but the head of state still liked this tune, and a dedicated saxophone player played it every day at dinner.
Even the King of Belgium knew about Xiao Letian's preferences and specially invited the inventor of the saxophone to play for the head of state for three days!
The residents of Xuni Town feel that they are so happy. Their quality of life has obviously improved a lot since the Chinese army stationed here.
Life in this small town of 2,000 people was quite comfortable but definitely not prosperous, because the industry here had not developed at all. It relied entirely on agriculture, grape growing and animal husbandry to support itself, and its life could only be said to be enough for food and clothing. , wealth is out of the question.
But just because of Xiao Letian's arrival, he brought a huge consumer group. You must know that the head of state is very kind to the army. The daily food expenses of the Chinese army have exceeded the British Army, and even approached the limit of the Royal Navy.
The average price of all agricultural and sideline products in the entire town of Syuni and its surroundings has soared by 30%, and it is not enough to provide continuous supply to the surrounding areas.
The quality of wine in this town has obviously improved to a new level. In the past, vintage wines that had to be transported to Brussels and Amsterdam for sale can now be sold at a high price at the door.
Xiao Letian gave all the soldiers a big holiday because Leopold II deliberately placed two regiments of more than 3,000 troops on the southern border of Syria in order to protect the head of state in the East.
No one, including Pierre, could have thought of the possibility of a sneak attack in Syny. Any sign indicated that the French Emperor was already on his last legs!
This is the rare holiday after the bloody battle!
Food, wine and of course music, the town of Syni is like a music festival every night. Officers and soldiers who are out of the temporary station and soldiers on their rotation walk into the town to enjoy a rare holiday.
Whenever Chinese officers and soldiers gather, free musicians come forward to perform. Wonderful performances can always win generous bounties. Over the next few days, people in this town are familiar with the Chinese dragon-patterned silver coins. The beautifully stamped silver coins have even become a sought-after commodity.
The arrival of two thousand high-end consumer groups has made the original service industry of the town seem to be stretched. At this time, smart villagers began to transform their own yards and living rooms into temporary restaurants and find skilled cooks.
Even such a temporary restaurant was actually full every day. The polite and generous Chinese officers and soldiers completely subverted the inherent impression of these Europeans. This happy scene was unforgettable for everyone who experienced it.
Even fifty years later, those children have become old people. When they sit on the bench, they still occasionally think of that group of legendary Eastern soldiers and those happy memories.
At night, when the music started playing, Xuni became a sea of joy. The temporary market during the day had dispersed, but the villagers who set up stalls were unwilling to go home early.
They were reluctant to eat a big meal, so they used the money they earned to buy a glass of beer and a sausage and enjoy it while standing. They just wanted to take advantage of it and listen to every second of music.
You must know that in the past few days, all the people who have come here are famous small bands in Brussels, and there are also many musicians traveling alone. These are high-level performances that the remote town of Syny could never dream of enjoying. Music of this caliber.
They have benefited from the glory. These people have really benefited from the Chinese people!
But old Phyllis couldn't enjoy the wine and music today. He led his Thomas and looked back at the bright lights of the Clover Tavern step by step.
"Oh God! There is a Spanish flamenco guitarist playing today! I heard that he came here specially from Brussels..."
"Listen to this cheerful music. It makes you want to dance... No, no, no, don't think too much. I have to go home early to prepare wine for tomorrow!"
"The head of state actually likes my old wine, so I have to move out all the best old wine that grandpa brewed in the cellar! Taking advantage of this opportunity to make a little more money, I will have enough money for my grandson to go to school!"
Reluctant to leave, old Phyllis decided to give up music and hurry home to prepare the wine for the head of state tomorrow. Heading south, he soon left the town behind.
One kilometer away from the town is the temporary base of the two Belgian regiments. There are sentries on duty 24 hours a day on the road. The light of the torches is dancing in the dark night. When old Phyllis appears in sight, two lazy sentries Stopped him.
"Passport...oh, it's old Phyllis...how was your harvest today?"
Old Phyllis passed by the checkpoint every day in the past few days and became familiar with many soldiers. He smiled and took out the certificate stamped by the mayor from his arms, "It's not bad today. The head of state likes to drink my wine. He bought me two Where’s the bottle!”
"It's thirty-year-old wine, brewed by my grandfather himself..." He said while handing over the pass certificate.
The two sentries were too lazy to look and waved their hands, "Okay, okay, you can go over there! Bring us some of your blueberry jam tomorrow... Your craftsmanship is really good!"
"No problem...see you tomorrow morning!"
Old Phyllis led the old horse through the camp. The entire military camp was quiet and peaceful, and snoring could even be heard from many tents.
Old Felice's home is on the Franco-Belgian border, about seven kilometers away from the small town of Syny. Standing in his grape field, he can even see the black smoke coming from the chimney of the Sedan factory.
The vineyard owner on the French side has relatives with him, and one of his nieces married to France. Sometimes he would enjoy lunch with his French neighbors on the border at noon.
Farmers who have been busy all day don’t care about the border. They can go where they want and no one cares about it!
"I must find more good wine this time. If there is not enough, I will buy some from France... But the Chinese are at war with France. Will my neighbor not sell it?"
"Ignore them, I just said I want to buy it anyway, just don't tell them it's the head of state who wants it...I can still make a profit by then..."
In his reverie, old Phyllis saw the steepest hillside. From the top of this slope, he could see his home and his grape fields.
Just as Phyllis Sr. was excitedly preparing to go home to celebrate with his wife, son, daughter-in-law, and grandson, when he stepped onto the hillside, he was stunned as if struck by lightning.
The scene before him scared him to the point of sweating all over his body!
