The news of the Japanese army's provocation and capture of the Northeast Security Army camp spread extremely quickly, and after only half a day's effort, the clouds of war had already shrouded the sky over Shenyang.

The first reaction of most citizens is to check the grain stock at home, and then rush to the street waving grain bags to find grain stores to buy grain.

In the developed industrial towns, the people's homes basically do not keep grain, and fresh rice and noodles will become dirty and moldy if they are not stored properly, and the streets are full of grain stores, and fresh ones can be bought at any time.

At this time, the operators of the street shops had also received the news, and most of them had also lowered their doors and closed their doors, and the grain stores could not be closed, so they simply hired a large number of men to maintain order.

On a street not far from Minghuchun, the queue at the entrance of the grain store was very long, and it turned around at the corner of the street and then lined up, and then turned another corner and lined back, and the whole line was like a very compact "W" shape.

There was a burst of muttering at the door of the grain store, there were too many people in front, and the back part couldn't see clearly even if they stood on tiptoe, so they had to pass words to each other in turn.

"There is no powder in the bud rice now, only large grains."

"What can I do, I can't eat bud rice without powder."

"You can buy other flour, flour."

"Then what's the matter, flour is twice as expensive, and now that the war is going on, it's time to save."

"It doesn't matter, there is sorghum flour, the price is the same as bud rice, even if you don't grind the flour, you can steam the rice and eat it."

The queue was a little quieter, and the guys at the grain store were neat and quick, but people kept joining in from all directions, and the number of people queuing in front of the door did not decrease.

After a while, there was another murmur in the front, and the one behind immediately tiptoed to inquire:

"What's the matter? What's wrong with it? ”

"The price of sorghum has also risen, twenty-five catties a dollar!"

"Oh my God, why didn't they rob it? That's the same price as white rice. ”

"Of course, it's different from white rice, which is already fifteen catties a dollar."

"This is really the same as Mi Zhu Xinggui!"

The man who said this was a learned Mr. Cheongsam. It was about richer than the average person, but it didn't reach the point where it was enough to get messengers and servants to come out to buy food.

"Be content, this is a war, in the past in Shandong and Henan, there are still days when the grassroots are all dug up!"

This time it was an old man with a vicissitudes of life, who had experienced the suffering of famine in the past, and in the face of sudden disasters, he could be more lenient and open-minded.

"I have enjoyed the blessings of several years outside the gates, and I am getting more and more delicate."

This time, it was the most popular people who spoke, and they were flustered and restless when they were already in line.

The whining at the back of the line had not yet stopped, and there was an even more intense noise ahead. It turned out that the far-sighted grain store owner counted the number of people in line, and calculated the inventory in the store, and felt that there was not enough food.

So he consulted with the shopkeeper and said,

"In the past dynasties, if you want to encounter disasters, the price of food will always rise, and we are not the black-hearted profiteers, ordinary trading is always in vain, and now such an opportunity always has to make a little money. Half of today's cheap price has been sold, and if you want to increase the price, you are afraid that they will cause trouble, so it is better to close the store today and let them come over early tomorrow, just so that you can change the price of the brand. ”

The shopkeeper said,

"Big boss, this time is going to stop, I'm afraid these guys can't stand it, let's ease up, limit each to five catties, and close the door if you sell enough for a hundred people, so that there is a buffer."

The boss felt that it made sense, and immediately instructed the guys, found a few blank papers, changed them to slips and sent them first, according to the current team, everyone sent it, and then the newcomer will not be accepted.

The guests who get the strips should also be limited to five catties of miscellaneous grains per person. Those who buy refined white rice or large soybeans are also limited to 10 catties.

This is already a very moderate approach, but it still caused the anger of the crowd, in this era, there are few small families, and ordinary families are full of generations of children and grandchildren, how can they count up to ten, and five catties of gruel are only enough to eat for three or two days.

There was a guest with a strong personality who loved to make trouble, and the group of people behind him also coaxed because they involved their own interests.

The grumpy guest and the guy pushed and shoved a few times, and the conflict escalated further, and I don't know who shouted:

"It's going to be a war, I don't know if I can survive, I don't give us a full meal, I robbed him."

As a result, the crowd behind the unknown situation followed the push and crowded, and the scene began to get out of control. Fortunately, the security guards wearing military uniforms and carrying large guns cooperated with the patrols. The focus is on the grain store.

Seeing such a situation, he stepped up on his legs with white cloth leggings, ran over with a bright and brisk step, immediately blew the spoon, and fired a gun into the sky, scaring a few brave people, and temporarily maintaining order at the door of the grain store. Such a deal is said to be very decisive.

But in the moment of war, everyone seems to be tightening a very thin string. The crowd around them, who had been shuddering behind closed doors, immediately became more panicked. Some are hidden under the bed, and some are hidden in the water tank.

The Minghu Spring Hotel happened to be not far from the grain store, and a loud gunfire was heard. The celebrities and gentry had settled down and were continuing to reason and communicate around Principal Gao.

Hearing the gunshots outside, five out of ten out of ten people trembled, and they couldn't sit still in such a panic, some walked to the window to look, and some simply walked around the room irritably.

Only Principal Gao was calm and continued the topic just now:

"Now that the matter has been investigated, it is clear that because of the competition for a fallen dragon, the villagers of Wicker Lake and the steward of the Qing royal family clashed, and several people died, and the Japanese soldiers were in order to support the Qing royal family."

The gentry on the side were a little angry:

"What do you mean by that? If you support your back, you will find the villagers, how dare they attack Beidaying? ”

"This is called the name of foresight, taking precautions, and it is about the calculation that the officers and soldiers of the Beida Battalion will support the villagers. So it's better to strike first. ”

Principal Gao shook his head:

"Don't talk about that, that dragon, aren't you all interested? I heard that it's not too far from here, it's only twenty miles away, Gao plans to go and watch it, and he will be lucky enough to meet the real dragon in this life, and he will die without regrets! ”

The crowd was terrified and dissuaded. Principal Gao stood up and made a little departure. Immediately, he was pulled again, so he had to sit down and continue to talk.

Ordinary people feel that it is safe to stay at home. There is a group of people who are completely different, they can risk life and death to work, and this group of people is the group of newspaper and radio reporters, who dare to rush through even the front line of the war, and are the well-deserved kings of the reign.

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I'll see the next chapter tomorrow (to be continued.) )