Chapter 1: Early Spring (Seven Hours)

handed over the roast sheep to Zhang Songling to take care of it. Zhao Tianlong began to pick up stones and build another stove again. Because of the iron pot that is to be put on the fire. The second cooktop structure is much more complex than the first. So much so that the stones around the three of them were not enough at all. It takes a little more effort to move farther away.

Taking advantage of Zhao Tianlong's efforts to find the right stones. Zhang Shouling leaned towards his younger brother. lowered his voice and asked, "Iriyun Dragon is not famous for being a lone walker. Hero? How to join the **guerrillas. And you. What are you going to do in the future? Could it be that the lieutenant colonel who fought for his life will not do it.."

"He's with our Captain Wang. It's the red beard in your mouth. The two sympathize with each other. So I just joined the guerrillas." While flipping the wooden stick that wears the mutton. Zhang Songling explained to his brother in a low voice. As for my lieutenant colonel. Hehe. Don't do it."

"What's wrong. You've offended someone.." Seeing his younger brother, he showed a stupid expression. Zhang Shouling asked nervously.

"It's not that I offended anyone. But that's a mess." Zhang Songling grinned. Whisper adds." Let me tell you this. My lieutenant colonel was actually posthumously awarded to the dead. But I'm still alive as a dead man. You said it was time to take this rank back. Or continue to let me keep it.. Take it back. They'll have to explain why they threw me, a big living person, into the battlefield in the first place. Don't take it back. I've only been a soldier for half a year. This officer has risen too quickly."

"Then I'll have to give you an explanation." The more Zhang Shouling listened, the more depressed he felt. I couldn't help but open my throat and shout." The light is so vague. It's okay to do it. Isn't this a cover-up and a thief..".

"What else can you do if you're not confused." Zhang Songling sighed. Shrug your shoulders slightly." There is still no place for so many division commanders and brigade commanders who have wiped out their troops. Who can remember my little company mate.."

Some words. He didn't want his brother to know. lest the elders of the family hear this, and be afraid of themselves. Especially last year, the people of Zhongtong tried every possible way to get themselves to Chongqing. And his good friend Peng Xuewen secretly stopped the thing. I can't say it explicitly. The pool behind this incident is too muddy. Your own family is not qualified to mix at all. So don't know the best. Zhang Songling was even skeptical. On the way back from Wuyuan, everyone was intercepted and killed by the Japanese and the puppet Manchurians. It is also implicated in the confusion of his own body. It's just that he doesn't have any evidence at the moment. I really don't want to think about it. After all. Peng Xuewen is Peng Weiwei's older brother. If the whereabouts of the group's return trip were leaked, it really had something to do with this person. Zhang Songling didn't know how to face him in the future.

"But you. But after all, you are a person who has done great things." Zhang Shouling took out an old newspaper from his pocket. Point to the photo above. Indignant." Blew up the devil's cannon first. He sacrificed his life and forgot his life to save your commander. Chief Feng Anbang personally presented you with the medal. General Sun Lianzhong said that you are a role model for young students. Don't. It's all fake?"

"Certainly not fake. But that was last August." Zhang Songling snatched the old newspaper. Take a closer look. The young officer in the photo looks very handsome. The two eyes are full of confidence and a beautiful vision for the future. He remembered it immediately. This photo was the first time he was awarded. A female reporter who flew in from the rear helped him take a picture. He also said a lot of rhetoric at the time. I also made an agreement with the other party. Someday drink horse Tokyo. Let's go see the cherry blossoms. Now in retrospect. I realized how innocent I was at that time. How naïve.

"When fighting the Battle of Niangzi Pass. I was seriously injured. Then they were separated from the army. It was a local hunter who carried me back." Use as short language as possible. Zhang Songling explained to his brother his experience over the past two years. I spent half a year recuperating from my injuries at their house. I finally recovered. During this period, my old army fought a lot of tough battles with the little devils. A lot of the officers I know. Including us, Master Feng. They have all died for their country."

"What about your Chief Sun. Doesn't he appreciate you too?" Zhang Shouling was unwilling. He frowned and continued to ask.

"Chief Sun's troops are crippled. I have been idle in Chongqing for a long time. Until October last year. It is said that he found another opportunity to go out of the mountain again to lead the troops. And then. I have already landed in the guerrillas . Follow the dragon and the red beard. There were other brothers who were very close to each other. So I didn't have the heart to go back to the old chief. Besides, when I go back. I don't know if there's a place for him or not."

"How. How could it not be. After all. After all, you're his hand. Bring it out." Zhang Shouling muttered quietly. Trying to persuade my brother to carefully consider his options at the moment. He could see it. His younger brother is very close to Zhao Tianlong and others. It is also very satisfying for the current life. But the guerrillas are not regular armies after all. The squadron leader of the local army is also far less prominent than the lieutenant colonel of the 26th Road. Moreover, although at the moment it is a close cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party. Who knows after defeating the Japanese in the future . Will the Kuomintang and the Communist Party fight for the world again. If you suddenly turn your face like you did back then. The younger brother completely changed from a hero to a traitor. The whole family is involved.

I'm thinking about how to break this truth and crumple it and explain it to my brother. Zhao Tianlong had already walked back with a large stack of stones. While building a second stove with hands. Panting and approaching him." The eldest brother came from Shandong. The road is going well, right? Have you ever met a thief who can't open your eyes?"

"Okay." Zhang Shouling smiled. There was a response without saying a word." The centric card on the road before leaving Zhangjiakou. It's still the old acquaintances. Although they are working for the little devils for now. But it's not too embarrassing for those of us who take the initiative to send money to them every year. As for after leaving Zhangjiakou. Hehe........"

Shake your head gently. He went on to add. The first half was taken over by the Manchukuo. On the contrary, there are many fewer cards to collect money than in previous years. In the second half, the blessing of the green forest order issued by Redbeard and Blackbeard together. You guys really haven't had any trouble. My wife came here peacefully."

"I think. There is no guy who doesn't open his eyes and dares to go against our captain Wang." Zhao Tianlong smiled. A smug face." How about the goods in your hands. Got rid of it? If you don't dispose of it. Just transfer it all to our guerrillas. We help you sell. You and the fat man can also take the time to have fun in the neighborhood."

"No need. No need." Hear this. Zhang Shouling hurriedly waved his hand again and again. It's all over to old local acquaintances. We've had a friendship for years. They will never treat me badly."

"What about the goods that went back. Have you bought it all? Is there anyone who needs our help?" Zhao Tianlong is a warm-hearted person. Continue to take the initiative to solve problems for my friend's brother...

"I haven't had time to buy it yet. I want to take a look at the market in recent years." Zhang Shouling thought about it. Hesitant to respond. The once famous lone ranger in front of him is very righteous. It was difficult for Zhang Shouling to be in front of this person. Continue to discuss with his brother about leaving the guerrillas. I had to put this thought away for the time being. Waiting for a better opportunity.

Zhang Songling is also reluctant to be in front of good friends. Expose the true purpose of the brother who came to find himself. Thought about it. Try to divert the conversation from the business." No need to look. The market is all in my heart. What are you going to buy. Go back and pull me the list. Guaranteed I bought. It's the best and cheapest."

"Yes, yes, yes. This field is run by the little fat man. to something inside. No one knows better than him." Zhao Tianlong picked up the big iron pot. Laughing and helping out.

While saying. He turned around and went to the lake to fetch water. With this kung fu. Zhang Shouling lowered his voice again and asked, "What he said is true. This bazaar is really your own. You guerrillas. How do you get into business?"

"Find a way to raise money. You can't follow the example of bandits to rob the common people." Zhang Songling nodded. Respond with a smile. Born into a family of merchants. He didn't think there was anything wrong with doing business. And the guerrillas do need money. No one is allowed to play high.

"Then you can take a few children." Zhang Shouling immediately became worried about the future of the guerrillas. Said with a frown. The caravan makes a maximum of three trips a year. Even if you get the guys together every time you go to the set. I don't even charge three times a year. Can't collect too much yet. Otherwise, no one would dare to come."

"We didn't just open a market. We sell our own goods." Zhang Songling shook his head. Explain in a somewhat ostentatious tone." Big brother, you're a little late. Otherwise. I'll let you take some of the bath salts that our guerrillas make themselves. I came up with a recipe with a local Mongolian doctor. It's not much worse than the Western goods you've shown me."

"Bath salts." Zhang Shouling thought about it and thought about it. It was not easy to find what the goods looked like in the depths of my mind. It was something he had been curious about. Samples to take home from the Great Shanghai. But it opened the eyes of Lucheng's peers. Everyone said. The reason why the woman of the foreign devil looks so white. It's because I've been soaked in salt water all day. But no one is optimistic about the sales prospects of this thing. After all, Lu Cheng is too small. Locals eat salt every day and plan to buy it. Which prodigal son dares to take a foreign gadget dozens of times more expensive than salt to bathe the woman in the house...

"yes. Bath salts." Zhang Songling nodded. Enthusiastically continue to introduce my brother." The goods in my hands are wholesaled to an old customer from Hebei. There are only a few samples left. If you think there is a market. You can take all the samples with you. Except for this stuff. We also made pearl salt. The taste is better than the previous green salt. However, the stock is also sold out. If you want. I'll leave you a few bags next time."

"So high-class stuff. We can't sell it in our store." Zhang Shouling shook his head. The expression on his face still couldn't be relaxed." Some people can't afford to eat sea salt. It's even more salt."

"You can try selling it in the provincial capital. The one who left the batch from my side. It is estimated that they will also be sold to big places such as Beiping and Tianjin. After all, there used to be green salt. It is also people in big cities who will buy it. My pearl salt is no worse than green salt in terms of appearance and taste. There's no reason why you can't find a market." Zhang Songling ripped off his brother's clothes. Continue to relentlessly market your own products.

"Good. Good. Then I'll bring some samples and ask my peers. Maybe next time I can help you guerrillas get rid of a bunch of them." Zhang Shouling is reluctant to do so. I had to say yes a little bit. Suddenly. But I realized it. I forgot the real purpose of this trip. I actually want to help the **guerrillas sell salt.. I don't want to have anything to do with them again... They actually have to make salt to feed themselves. Have this energy. Why don't they put up a few more centicards on the road? Anyway, the little devils can't help them for the time being. How many cents of gold do you charge from the vendors? It's not like they just say it casually . . . Oh, my God. What was I thinking? If they set up a card to collect money. Wasn't the first to be unlucky?

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