"Well, a daughter like an Ariake reporter, the character of the owner naturally doesn't have to say, it's just that when I think of where my eldest brother is fighting with the Japanese, I can't wait here." Niu Er thought about it, but still shook his head.

"Oops! I said Brother Niu, I said that I understand it so clearly, why don't you understand! Steward Zhang had a bitter face, and he could see that this was the kind of straight man who decided that one thing must go to the end. I had to continue patiently: "What do you think you are doing with the dozen or so truckloads of supplies you loaded before? That's what our host plans to send to the 29th Army. ”

Looking around, he leaned into Niu Er's ear with a mysterious face and whispered: "The army is in chaos, grain is a scarce material, and our Ming family's grain store does not dare to reduce the supply in the market, even the commander of the central army who came to scare for grain did not supply much, for the use of this batch of 50,000 catties of grain and 20,000 catties of pork, the east family is also trying to scrap the old nose." I am worried that I can't find a suitable person to escort with the car, big brother, you are a family member of the 29th Army, aren't you the best candidate? ”

"That's good! I'll do the work. "Niu Er is overjoyed." There is an amount, and whoever dares to pay attention to this batch of goods on the donkey day, let him go to the Hades' house to drink. ”

When he said this, Niu Er, who had always behaved a little iron-hearted, showed a trace of murderous aura, which scared the middle-aged man.

If it weren't for the fact that this person who has always behaved decently like an ordinary peasant man, Steward Zhang might not be able to wonder if he had lured the wolf into the house to find a green forest hero to come back, especially when he thought that he had inadvertently revealed such a "shocking secret" of the grain store, he couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in his heart.

But I didn't know that Niu Er seemed to be stubborn and straightforward, but his intuition was very keen, and he felt a little fear from the middle-aged man around him, and hurriedly explained: "Steward Zhang, he is the most famous hunter in our Aokichuan Town, shooting the wolf's eyes, if I say hit the left, I won't hit the right." Even the people under the Wei rich man of our Aokichuan Town don't mess with me easily. ”

"Oh! That's it! When Steward Zhang heard this, his heart was a little relaxed.

In fact, Niu Er didn't say it too clearly, and this ordinary manager of the grain store in Beiping didn't know who the rich man Wei who was specially said by Niu Er in the small Qingmuchuan town at the junction of Shaanxi, Sichuan, and Gansu provinces, if he knew that this rich man surnamed Wei was the biggest local hero, and in the future, the armed nursing home would even reach thousands of people, even if the current Shaanxi government also wooed him and granted him an official position, I am afraid that the people under the "rich man of Wei" mentioned by Niu Er would not dare to provoke him easily. This sentence weighs a lot.

A guy who knows that the Japanese army is overwhelming, but still dares to go to Tiger Mountain, even if he is worried about his brother, he must have some ability.

"Steward Zhang, the brothers discussed it, we will also go to the front line to send labor and army supplies, the second brother Niu and their Shaanxi masters are fighting devils on the front line, and we Beiping people can't be bad seeds. When we go to the front line, we can't shoot, but we will also help move things, and if we are in a hurry, we dare to fight with the big blade. At this time, several strong laborers who were listening to the anti-bag also gathered around and demanded.

"Okay, with this son, my country of China is not afraid of small islands." There was a soft drink at the door.

Wearing a coarse cotton robe, Ming Xilai, who did not look like a CEO of the Republic of China at all, stood at the door with a relieved face, and no one knew that the boss Ming Da, who came out of the gate of the Northern Military Commission half an hour ago, had a sad face.

Speaking of which, whose daughter is on the front line of the war, and the father must not break his heart? What others saw was that the reporter of Mingda was not afraid of life and death on the front line, carrying a pen and fighting against the 29th Army with the soldiers of the 29th Army, but for a father, whenever he saw these words written by his daughter, he thought that his daughter was walking on the line of life and death, and a bullet or a piece of shrapnel could kill his daughter.

It can be said that anyone's praise for the reporter of Minnesota sounded like poking him in the heart with a knife. But no matter how much it hurts, he can only bear it, who let it be his own daughter! He had to go to the front to get her back in person.

Yes, from the moment he received the telegram that his daughter forwarded to him through the Northern Military Commission, Ming Xilai decided that he would personally go to Xifengkou and take the stinky girl back to Beiping.

Of course, although it is not good, there is also something that makes him happy, that is, his daughter is currently fine, otherwise the food boss is not as easy as he is now.

No, standing by the door and listening to Niu Er and more than a dozen helpers volunteering to go to the front line, Boss Ming's mood was somewhat better. At least, this scene made him feel that everything his baby daughter did on the front line was still valuable, and he was happy and honored at this moment.

Just like someone just praised Mingyu as a "contemporary Mulan", although it sounds very heartwarming, he still can't help but be proud, this is his daughter who is happy to come.

The need for a sense of identity, whether it is as expensive as the principal or as poor as the farmer who is digging in the field, there is a need.

"Everyone, my Ming's grain line will set off for the front line of the Great Wall in the evening, the front line is full of war, but whoever has the courage to go, although Ming is old, can but be attached to the end of Ji, and at the same time Ming can promise that if anyone has a long or short line, his parents are long, but if the Ming family still exists, he will be supported for the rest of his life." Ming Xilai said solemnly.

Niu Er and the helpers glanced at each other, and couldn't help but wonder, who is this old man in ordinary armor! Speak in such a big breath.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the boss of our Ming Grain Store." It's still Manager Zhang who has the eyesight, knowing that these guys don't know the owner, so he hurriedly rushed out to introduce them.

It turns out that this is the case, no wonder, I'm afraid that only Boss Ming has such a big tone, everyone who helps here knows that Ming's grain store is a few big grain merchants in Beiping City, and this is only used for tens of thousands of catties of grain for the front-line labor army, if something really happens to someone, it is naturally no problem to feed their parents and families of more than a dozen people.

"Xie Dongjia." Naturally, the helpers bowed in unison to express their gratitude.

Even the somewhat unruly Niu Er was impressed by the rich boss standing in front of him.

People say, "Father is a hero!" Now it seems that this daughter is a hero, and it is not bad to be a father.

At this time, the impassioned boss Ming surprised Niu Er even more in the back, he not only wanted to go to the front line to work in person, but also because of the lack of guards, he raised his arms and shouted, and there were hundreds of men in the Ming family's grain store who were willing to follow.

Going to the front line where you may die at any time in the flames of war is not based on a momentary surge of blood, which shows that this boss Ming is usually generous to others, and these people are willing to sacrifice their lives to accompany them.

Good guys, the background of the Ming family is estimated to have been taken out by this open-minded Ming boss, and everyone who used to be either a helper or a cook and a groom has a gun on their backs, although ninety-nine percent of them have not even fired a shot.

However, it is either a barge gun or a national army-standard rifle made in Hanyang. Pulling out a hundred trumpeters, it is a full infantry company.

Niu Er, who was only muscular, stood out from the crowd, and he refused the rifle given to him by Steward Zhang, but ran back to the shack under the city wall where he was temporarily staying, and took a large cloth roll more than a meter long.

This kind of long roll is really normal for Beiping, which has received a large number of people who have fled from the north.

However, everything was different when Niu Er put his ancestral black wooden bow on his back from the cover roll and carefully inserted five long arrows with short feathers behind the tight-fitting coat he had specially worn.

Everyone has an intuition, don't look at them with guns, Niu Er is a bow, but if they really meet on the battlefield, more than 99% of the dead may be them.

Their instincts weren't wrong. It's not the battlefield instincts that warriors develop on the battlefield, it's the survival instinct of creatures in the face of stronger creatures.

Niu Er, the most powerful hunter within a radius of 100 miles from the junction of Shaanxi, Gansu and Sichuan provinces, will enter the Great Wall Mountains from Beiping and hunt!

Only this time, his prey is no longer a wolf!