At the station of a battalion of the X Division of the New Fourth Army in southern Henan, at this moment, a man wearing glasses and wearing a military uniform of the New Fourth Army was sitting at a table reading a letter, and there was a communication soldier standing next to him.

This man is Xiao Wen, when he wrote to Xiao Wen before, he thought that the other party could not help, but he didn't expect her to be so powerful, and it was 2,000 yuan as soon as he made a move.

"You, go and get me the deputy battalion commander and political commissar!" Xiao Wen shouted to the communication next to him with some joy, and after a while, the deputy battalion commander and political commissar came over.

I don't know what is going on with Xiao Wen's independent battalion, it is obviously a battalion, but it has a position like political commissar.

Without further ado, Xiao Wen slapped the letter on the table, and then smiled at several of his old partners:

"This is the aid given to us by the Eighth Route Army, which should allow us to survive this food crisis, but I don't know what about the other troops?"

The political commissar grabbed the letter and read it, and after reading it, the smile on his face became even stronger, and then he ridiculed Xiao Wen:

"I said battalion commander, you are in a good position, as soon as you make a move, it is two thousand oceans, I want to deal with such an object, there are many brothers who are single, is there a way to introduce it?

I don't want the kind of 2,000 oceans that will make a move, even if it is 20 oceans at a shot! ”

"Political commissar, you are too greedy, look at how conscious I am, battalion commander, let me tell you, I don't want anything to shoot 20 oceans, I just need to shoot a piece of ocean, do you see it?"

Seeing his two old partners looking so indecent, Xiao Wen covered his forehead with a headache, isn't this the point?

"Don't joke anymore, let's find a way to buy food first!"

Xiao Wen now wants to buy food very much, and his troops are about to run out, eating two meals a day, both of which are porridge.

He once wanted to learn from Li Feng's training, but then he gave up, because the fat man's training method was not in accordance with the regulations of the Eighth Route Army at all.

Special mother, such high-intensity training, if you don't have enough food to support it, you can't bear it at all, now Xiao Wen finally knows how difficult it is to be in charge, and at the same time, he admires that little fat man very much, he can actually pull a unit of only three people to thousands of people now, I heard that there is a regular establishment.

The legend of the little fat man cannot be copied, especially the legend of his fortune, none of them instigated anyone to fight in the war, for example, the commander of each regiment in the Eighth Route Army did not feel that he was inferior to others in the war, but this point of making money and making a fortune was far inferior to Li Feng.

"Isn't it simple to buy grain, there are many landlords and old fortunes in the south who have a lot of grain at home, and they are all put in the warehouse to form gnocchi, so if you can't buy those old grains, as long as we can eat them, we can't take care of so much now."

Obviously, the New Fourth Army is different from Li Feng, the New Fourth Army only needs to eat enough, but the little fat man must not only eat well but also eat well, as for those grain lumps that have become as hard as stones, he does not eat them, and sells them all.

When Xiao Wen was in a hurry to buy food, Xiao Wen was also in a hurry, because they didn't seem to have enough manpower, so many fish were sent over every day, and killing fish was a problem, let alone salting them in the shortest possible time.

So Li Feng, the laziest man in the army, is working at the moment, I don't know why, he hates these fish a little now, and he is determined to find trouble for himself!

He picked up the bayonet in his hand and stabbed it into the belly of the fish and slid it down, and then took out the internal organs of the fish and left only a fish bubble, and threw it to the next person, as for whether it would hit someone, it was not something he should care about.

Xiao Jin was very reluctant to come to this place, because there were so many fish but it couldn't eat, I heard that today I ate a slap-sized Xiaoxiao, based on the fact that he was slapped on the head by the old lady, so that he could only stand on a high platform in the distance and roar loudly.

The second fat seems to be a little allergic to this blood or something, of course, Li Feng thinks that he doesn't want to work, so he is pretending.

However, the national treasure has the treatment of a national treasure, and it is not too comfortable to eat and not work, the little girl seems to like to kill fish, and I don't know if she was abused too hard by the old nun and now she vents her anger on these fish.

The old lady has been salting these fish because many of their salt cubes are very large, coarse salt that has just been made from the factory, and needs to be smashed with a hammer before they can be used.

It can't be blamed that the factory didn't crush these salt blocks in time, but they were too anxious, plus the weather is indeed a little hot these days, I heard that this kind of weather is called autumn tigers, if you can't marinate the fish in time to dry, it will soon stink.

The little fat man had already smelled some fish smell, and he really didn't want to kill the fish, so when the big bald head appeared in front of him, he decisively stuck the bayonet in the head of a big fish, and then folded his hands and shouted reverently: "Amitabha!" Master, I have been killing too much in the past few days, and I need you to recite a few scriptures to wash it, let's go over there, and then you can use the scriptures to edify me. ”

The big bald head was stunned when he heard this, and then muttered to himself: "Can I chant the scriptures?" ”

The little fat man's whole head was about to explode when he heard this, and he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth wide.

A person who has been a monk for decades said that he couldn't recite the scriptures, which is really wonderful!

"Master, if you don't know how to chant sutras, then what are you chanting every day when you sit cross-legged?" A fat man was very strange about this matter, he was afraid that he would explode if he couldn't hold it back, so he simply asked directly.

Who knew that this old monk's words almost made Li Feng vomit blood.

"Did Master Li say the words that came out of my mouth when I was meditating? That's because the master used to keep his mouth moving when he was meditating, so I was thinking that if I didn't move my mouth when I was meditating, then I would be sorry for the master, so I liked to talk nonsense, and the poor monk himself didn't know what he was reciting. ”

, ruthless!

This old monk actually can't recite scriptures, I wonder if his master will pull him down after knowing about this matter?

"This, this, this...... Master, aren't you a high-ranking monk? How can you not chant the scriptures? ”

"Amitabha, the temple where the poor monk is located is almost out of food, how can he have time to chant sutras? The brothers and sisters often work in the fields! ”

Okay, Li Feng can only pull out the bayonet inserted in the head of the fish again and continue to kill the fish, go fucking and wash the soul, the fish is killed by a knife, not killed by Lao Tzu, if you want to take revenge and find a bayonet!