"Canned food? Where did it come from?" Vet Hao looked at the Japanese characters on the outside and said, "This is Japanese food, right?"
"You don't care which country it comes from, it tastes better than vegetables boiled in salt water." Lin Yue opened the Japanese can of sardines with the bottle opener he snatched from the quartermaster, pinched a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.
"Well, it tastes okay."
He nodded, stood up and walked to the wooden table where the pottery bowl was placed. He found two chopsticks made from branches and wiped them on his underwear sleeves. He picked up a piece of fish and handed it to the old man: "Try it."
"The goose is not hungry, you can keep it for yourself."
"You can taste it if you want. If you don't eat the can, you won't get the medicine." Lin Yue took out a bottle of sulfa pills from his pocket and shook it. The pills made a rattling sound when they hit the inner wall.
"Is this... sulfonamide?"
"if not?"
"Where did you come from?"
"You don't care where I got it, whether you want it or not."
"Think of it, the wounded man in Goedi pointed at it to survive."
"If you want, be obedient and eat this can of sardines."
Veterinarian Hao looked at the can he was holding in his left hand, and then at the medicine bottle he was holding in his right hand: "You have a good heart, but you love to fight against injustices, and you have to take care of everything."
As he spoke, he took the can of sardines handed over by Lin Yue, picked up a piece of fish meat with chopsticks made of tree branches and put it into his mouth.
"I heard that the Americans had canned beef every time they went to war. Look at us. In good times, we have two meals a day, but in bad times, we still don't have enough to eat in one meal."
Lin Yue took out the medicine bottle containing quinine from his pocket and handed it over together with the medicine bottle containing eight sulfa tablets: "The medicine bottle on the left contains quinine, and the medicine bottle on the right contains sulfonamide. The colors are different."
"Goose knows that quinine is used to treat malaria and sulfonamide is used to reduce inflammation."
While the two were talking, the wounded lying next to them woke up. They were not very interested in the contents of the medicine bottles for the time being. They focused on the can in Vet Hao's hand, and they all licked their lips and swallowed saliva with greed.
"Don't be anxious, we all have a share."
Veterinarian Hao brought the canned sardines given to him by Lin Yue to the wounded, and fed each of them a mouthful of fish as if they were his own children.
Lin Yue wanted to tell him that the wounded could not eat seafood, but he swallowed the words and just sighed softly.
Veterinarian Hao came back after feeding a circle, and there were only a few pieces of fish left in the can.
At this time, Yao Ma, who was smoking in the north room, came over smelling the fragrance and said with a flattering look on his face: "Veterinarian, what are you eating?"
"It's called a sardine can, Japanese place."
"How does it taste?"
Vet Hao smiled and handed the can to him: "You will know after you try it yourself."
"I want it."
He took the remaining can of sardines from his hand as if he was robbing him, and ran to the corner of the north room to eat alone.
After a while, I heard only an angry roar.
"Okay, you're a bitch, you're a bitch, you can hide and eat alone."
He has a strong Hunan accent. He is a senior soldier of the 7th Infantry Company, Deng Bao (nickname is not spicy). He, Yao Ma, and Snake Butt are the iron triangle in the shelter.
"Don't grab it, don't grab it, don't grab it."
There was a lot of excitement in the north room.
Lin Yue looked over and shook his head, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out and handed it over.
Veterinarian Hao waved his hand, lit up his old cigarette stick, walked to the doorstep and sat down, put it to his mouth and took a few puffs. He didn't know what kind of tobacco was put in it. It was so choking that he couldn't breathe.
Lin Yue endured the musty smell from the cigarette, looked up at the sky where the Milky Way was missing, and sat there puffing away smoke with the old man.
"Don't let Meng Fan bother with sulfa, let him come to me on his own."
Vet Hao glanced at him and knocked the cigarette rod against the pillar of the porch to knock off the ashes.
"That doll is actually not bad, it just suffered too much and thinks too much."
"Don't worry about the grudge between Goose and him, otherwise your wounded will have to stop taking medicine." Lin Yue stretched out his right hand, with three small brown medicine bottles in the middle, turning it around in his palm like an elderly fitness ball.
"You little kid is trying to talk like a goose again."
Lin Yue patted his butt and stood up, walking towards his bed in the north room.
…
Early the next morning, Lin Yue went to the courtyard to scoop up a ladle of water, dipped his fingers in tooth powder and rubbed it in his mouth for a while, then rinsed it out and spat it out in the courtyard.
The snake who was lighting the fire next to him looked straight at the half box of tooth powder on the ground.
"Want some?"
Snake Butt wiped his dirty fingers on his clothes, dipped a little bit of tooth powder into the area full of tooth stains and wiped it hard for a while.
"How about it?"
"It's white."
"Really?"
He walked up to the pottery urn, curled his lips and took a look inside.
"You will be struck by lightning if you lie."
"Hahahaha." Lin Yue put the box of tooth powder in his arms, got up and walked towards the moon cave door.
Veterinarian Hao just got up and walked out of the house with his hands behind his back, muttering in a low voice: "He has been mysterious all day long. This baby has never been like this before."
Snake Butt said: "Veterinarian, are you worried that if he dies, no one will take care of you as your son?"
Meng Fanle limped out holding on to the door frame: "Veterinarian, why do I remember that your son was on the battlefield in the Central Plains? Don't mistake your relatives for it. Mr. Lin is going to be a general. You can't be such a father." .”
Veterinarian Hao glanced at the moon cave door: "I'm sorry, you have to find time to treat that mouth of yours."
Over there, Milong, who was lying on the hammock early in the morning, glanced sideways at a few people and turned away.
Lin Yue didn't hear their conversation and left the shelter and walked straight to the Dongmen Black Market.
The town was very calm, and did not become lively because the quartermaster was attacked and knocked unconscious by someone. After all, embezzling military supplies to enrich one's own pockets is a serious crime. If someone is caught, they will be taken to a military court. How can the three of them dare to speak out.
What kind of soldiers are there in Chanda City? Broken soldiers, wounded soldiers, remnant soldiers, captured deserters, and out of 100 people there can't be 3 with guns. They don't have enough food and clothes to cover their bodies every day, they live in a haze, and they rob officers. They wouldn't dare to do this kind of thing even if they didn't have the guts to do it. The most they would do is bring trouble to the villagers and make a living by doing something surreptitious.
Lin Yue walked around the Dongmen Market, but didn't find Qi Mazi. He probably emptied his money and now he has no goods.
Several people in long coats and hats stood at the entrance of the alley or near the wall of the store. If they leaned forward a little, they would stretch out their hands tucked into their sleeves to make a gesture.
Lin Yue chose a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue gown and followed him into the alley and walked to the back corner.
"Do you have a 79 rifle?"
The man stretched out his palm and gestured in front of him.
"I gave the pawn shop 20 yuan worth of stuff and you sold it for 50 yuan, and you're trying to steal the money. For 30 yuan, do you want to sell it or not?"
"40."
"Only 30, not even a penny more." Lin Yue took out his lieutenant collar badge from his pocket: "Do you know it? I have friends in the inspection team."
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, 30 is 30."
"Another five dollars for bullets."
The middle-aged man gestured to the man wearing a hat in the alley. After a while, the man came over carrying a 79 rifle.
Lin Yue paid the middle-aged man the money and walked out of the alley with his rifle on his back.
Normally, a Hanyang Zaodu cost 20-30 yuan. Now with the help of the [Bargaining] skill, I bought a 79 rifle with 15 rounds of ammunition for 90 legal currency.
Note: In 1941, 1 legal currency was not equal to 1 ocean, because the data found was too general, so let’s calculate it as approximately 3:1.
