Liang Sansi was thirsty and hungry.
Feeling dizzy and about to collapse, I finally saw Huilong Town in the distance.
He did not step forward rashly.
Seeing the checkpoint from a distance, it seemed that there was no intention of checking at all, so we walked directly into the town.
The autonomous region seems to have become a paradise.
Liang Sansi, who only wanted to eat, finally saw a restaurant.
He walked up to the restaurant.
After entering the door, he yelled to the waiter standing at the door to welcome guests: "Hurry up and cut two kilograms of pig head meat for me, and get ten big steamed buns!"
In the Guizi Public Security District, ordinary restaurants cannot sell white flour steamed buns, but can only sell mixed flour steamed buns.
Only areas under the jurisdiction of the Autonomous Army dare to sell white-flour steamed buns blatantly.
I chose a table by the window and sat down, grabbed the water the waiter poured me and poured it into my mouth.
Seeing the waiter pouring more tea for him, he grabbed the teapot and poured it into his mouth.
After the smoke stopped coming from his throat, he started to look around: "What do you think I am doing? Are you afraid that I have no money?"
After saying that, he slapped a piece of ocean on the table.
It's not easy to open a restaurant these days, so the waiter is naturally a good person. He took the piece of ocean and blew it before leaving with the teapot.
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I didn’t expect to have the opportunity to eat in a restaurant!
Moreover, Captain Cheng said that he would serve the legendary eight bowls, which made Luo Fugui, a foodie, very happy.
The eight bowls are specialties of the Qing Dynasty, and they are divided into thick and thin dishes. Not to mention the thin ones, only the thick dishes include: fried green shrimps, braised shredded chicken, whole stewed egg custard and crab roe, sea cucumber meatballs, ingot meat, chicken in clear soup, braised Chicken, grilled carp
Spread to various places, they naturally vary according to local tastes and characteristics.
Neihuang is located in the Central Plains, a place with outstanding people, and the eight bowls are unique, so they are called eight bowls.
The basic sixteen dishes: Dish Bazhen and Wan Bazhen.
There are four cold dishes and four hot dishes in the dish.
Wan Bazhen has four hard bowls and four soft bowls.
It's a pity that there are not enough ingredients in the troubled times, so three cold dishes are prepared: beef slices, braised hoof flowers, and dried tofu.
There are the same three hot dishes: sweet and sour carp, fried sea cucumbers with green onions, and fried fish fillets.
Three hard bowls: strips, crispy meat, and meatballs.
Three soft bowls: tiger-skinned eggs, eight-treasure rice, and egg soup.
The town doesn’t have much in the way of snacks, but it does have a must-have drink: fried peanuts.
Naturally, the ready-made beef is served first, and the freshly cut braised beef takes no effort.
The twelve dishes placed on the table captured Luo Fugui's heart.
The mixed fragrance penetrates the nose
Luo Fugui's eyes were shining, and he threw the peanuts in front of him into his mouth with a bear paw, and one plate after another was eaten. His heart was like a cat's paw, and his Adam's apple was flying up and down as he swallowed saliva.
I kept looking around and saw that Boss Hu was talking to Captain Cheng endlessly.
Luo Fugui couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to get the roast chicken.
Director Lin had quick eyes and quick hands, and tapped Luo Fugui's hand with his chopsticks: "Hey, pay attention to your image."
Luo Fugui was unconvinced: "With so many things in front of you and not being allowed to eat, isn't that a bad person?"
The chief and the soldiers were not in any special condition to eat and live together. He was in very poor health. Director Lin was a little worried and suddenly said: "If you can find a way to get the chief to eat something to supplement his nutrition, I will allow you to have a plate first." beef."
"The chief eats these? Grandma, unless the big rooster lays duck eggs." Luo Fugui was discouraged and thought for a long time: "If the chief knows how to eat these dishes, my surname is Lin."
"Find a solution quickly!"
"I can buy the chief a few cigarettes and a few bottles of wine and he can still accept it."
"I will give this task to you now"
Madman Yang next to him also couldn't stand the temptation of the food in front of him: "Pack the vegetables back and mash them all, then add them to the porridge and you're done!"
Seeing that this man had stopped reciting the Three-Character Sutra, Director Lin's eyes lit up: "What a great idea!"
Luo Fugui couldn't help it anymore: "Captain Hu Hu, why don't we finish our meal first and then talk about it?"
"Brother, the arrangements are not good." Cheng Haibo was a little embarrassed: "That makes sense. Everyone, please eat quickly. I'm not hungry."
Cheng Haibo pulled Hu Yi over to sit in front of the table and explained: "Don't think it's extravagant and wasteful. Even if we don't eat, these things will eventually become cheaper for the bandits and traitors. Only when we are full can we fight the Japanese better, everyone." Is that right?"
After failing to track Japanese Takahashi, Li Laoba returned to the connection point and was too embarrassed to return to the base with the large army.
Instead, we came to Lingqiu Cave.
at this time.
A wooden arrow stained with snake venom was held in his mouth, quietly lurking in the grass.
He had no intention of using a gun.
Captain Qi has already said that no matter whether they are Japanese soldiers or puppet soldiers, they will die as long as they cross the ditch in front of them.
Just wait until the group of devils passes by to launch an attack.
Captain Qin led a platoon lurking on the ridge opposite.
Following the advice of the Japs in the team, Old Bandit Qi got some fishing nets from somewhere, cut them into pieces for the soldiers to hang on their backs, and filled them with dead branches and leaves.
More than ten people were lying in the weeds, like a large and disorderly pile of dead grass.
There was a sound of footsteps, and it seemed that every step stepped on the hearts of the soldiers.
Those who came were not Japanese soldiers, but a group of puppet troops with disheveled uniforms.
This group of puppet troops must be the vanguard arranged by Zhang Weimin.
Zhang Weimin sent word last night that the Japanese instructors ordered him to launch a crackdown in the mountains. He hoped that the old bandit Qi would give in and wait for the Japanese instructors to come and go through the motions.
Qi Laoqiu and Captain Qin calculated that they had no intention of giving Zhang Weimin this face.
Do you want to surrender to the Japanese and become a traitor?
Hey, I'll kill those devils so that you can't even be considered a traitor!
So I set up an ambush and prepared to kill those Japs!
The sound of the puppet soldiers' feet stepping on the dead leaves made Li Laoba a little nervous.
The Japanese instructors who went into the mountains to sweep up were very cautious. They were easily ambushed by eight-pronged sneak attacks in the mountains, so they directly ordered a platoon of puppet troops to take the lead.
Zhang Weimin, who was following the Japs, was in a very bad mood. The guy named Qi was so determined that he refused to pretend to be a security guard.
And he also said harsh words: No matter who it is, anyone who can cross this ditch will die!
He was caught in the middle and suffered a lot. The Japanese instructors asked him to sweep westward, clear out all the rebels, mentally organize the defeated troops in the mountains, and open up the mountain passage to the west all the way to Lingxian County.
He could not let his brothers starve to death, and the superiors also knew that they were only temporarily holding back and had no choice but to lead the team on the offensive.
I greeted Old Bandit Qi in advance. If Old Bandit Qi doesn't know what's going on, don't blame yourself for being ruthless.
Anyway, the superiors and the Eighth Route Army are not going to deal with them. If you take action, they will destroy you.
Seeing that the leading troops had emerged from the ditch, I let out a sigh of relief.
The Japanese instructor ordered in broken Chinese: "Captain Zhang, quickly order the troops to follow."
The leading platoon has set up a security guard on the mountain ridge.
Zhang Weimin had no choice but to order his troops to follow.
It was very quiet in the ravine, and there seemed to be no sound except the sound of footsteps.
After all, I had stayed in the mountains for two years. When I walked to the middle of the ditch, I suddenly felt a chill in my heart.
Something's wrong!
It's so quiet.
The birds in the mountains may fly away, but those summer insects are not afraid of people.
There wasn't even the sound of insects, and something seemed wrong with the bushes on both sides of the ravine!
He raised his hand and pulled out the pistol from his waist, shouting: "Everyone lie down."
This roar was truly heartbreaking.
The cotton military uniform could not block the nearly three-foot-long wooden iron arrow.
More than ten feather arrows tore the military uniform, tore the flesh, penetrated into the chest, pierced the lower abdomen, and penetrated the neck.
The arrowhead that had just been stained with fresh snake venom, with toxin that could instantly coagulate the blood, came out from the other side of the devil's neck. The scream was short, and the toxin began to take effect, and the air exhaled from the chest made the vocal cords hiss.
The Japanese instructor covered his neck, which had been pierced by a sharp arrow, with both hands, and fell on his back into the ravine filled with fallen leaves, making a dull sound.
(End of chapter)
