Man cannot be an island.

For one to live, one must have contact with others. What's more, there are thousands of people who want to live. Eating and drinking Lazar are all problems.

Rice and noodles can be stored, but it does not mean that fresh vegetables are shelf-stable.

People have excrement, let alone the excrement of thousands of people, and it is not possible to do it without anyone to dig it out.

"I found out clearly, they are all farmers in villages outside Taiyuan City."

Chen Xiu nodded, he was not surprised by this, the Japanese obviously would not want to do these things, naturally they would find the Chinese people to do it. Of course, the Japanese will definitely pay, but it certainly won't be too much.

"These days, let the two dogs go out of the city and fight relationships."

"Yes."

"Also, continue to prepare meals tomorrow."

"Yes."

……

"Lao Wang, you said, what the above means is that this person named Baiwu Kogoro is likely to be Chen Xiu from the base in Liuba County?" In a secret room, a young man with glasses frowned.

"Well, at least eighty percent of the time." Another voice rang out, but it was a middle-aged man with a beard.

"Hey, if that's the case, then this person is amazing, and now he has a very close relationship with the devil!"

"A great guy indeed!" The middle-aged man nodded, "However, if it's true, this person should be doing these things for the first time, and there may be many places that need help." ”

"Today, I saw this Baiwu Kogoro carrying more than ten pots of vegetables to the side of Customs Street, and now there is an engineering team of devils there."

"Engineers?"

"Well, but I took a look, in fact, they are all prisoners of war of our Eighth Route and Jin Sui Army!"

"So what did he do today?"

"Those big dishes, the devil added a meal, and then, the prisoners of war also got a big bowl of pork rib soup!"

"I guess this person must be Chen Xiu's mistake! If it was really Japanese, who cared if the prisoners of war lived or died? He did this just to bring something to eat to the soldiers of the prisoner of war camp under the noses of the Japanese! ”

"Shhh What a scheming! ”

"If you don't have scheming, do you think you can have fun in Taiyuan City?"

"That's right."

"Prisoner of war camp! Engineering team! The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, "Does he have the idea of fighting a prisoner of war camp!" ”

"This ......"

"Young people may really dare to think about it! It's hard to say! The main thing is that now the Japanese do not suspect him! The construction of the custom street was proposed by him! He has three shops in Custom Street himself! In my estimation, he wants to plant a stronghold over there and plant a nail! ”

"No one would have thought of such a person, but he was not Japanese!"

"Well, I'll try him in a few days."

……

Chen Xiu naturally didn't know that he had been guessed, and the next day, Chen Xiu still took Han Song, more than 20 guys, and several flatbed trucks, which naturally put meat and vegetables on the car, and came to the custom street.

"Hundred Martial Monarchs!" Yonekura Yumatsu was helpless, "You, it's a waste again!" ”

"Eh, how can it be considered a waste of rice for warriors to eat!" Chen Xiu waved his hand, looked at the custom street that was being built day by day, and secretly sighed that his movements should be accelerated, otherwise the custom street would be completed, and when the time comes, there will be fewer opportunities! "It's just time for dinner, can you arrange for the warriors to eat?"

"That's all there is to it!" Yonekura Yumatsu was helpless and ordered the deputy captain to pass the order.

"These dishes are made by Chinese chefs, and I am teaching them how to cook Imperial dishes, and I estimate that in a few days, the warriors will be able to eat Imperial dishes." Chen Xiu explained.

Yonekura Yumatsu nodded.

……

"Camp, the devil is here again! It seems to have brought yesterday's broth again! "On this side of the prisoner of war camp, the prisoners of war continue to work, because they don't work, and every now and then a whip or a rifle butt will fall.

Although he is the battalion commander of the Jin Sui Army, but now as a prisoner, he doesn't have too many privileges, the middle-aged man glanced at Chen Xiu, and then squinted his eyes, "Don't talk nonsense, keep working!" ”

"Okay, but if you can eat pork rib soup, this food is much better than before." The soldier next to him still muttered that the life of prisoners of war is not human, and the devils are particularly cruel, so they need to work these days, so they are lighter.

……

"Baiwujun, if you spend money like this, when the new store opens, will you still have enough money?" Yonekura Yumatsu was a little worried, after all, there were more than 1,000 people here, and the meal was big and meaty, which lasted for more than ten days, and it was also a lot of money.

Chen Xiu smiled, "Don't worry, it's enough, the warriors contribute to the empire, I just send them some food." ”

"You!" Yonekura Yumatsu continued to shake his head, "However, speaking of which, the food in this restaurant is really good, and there are still a lot of delicious food for the people of China. ”

"Hmm." Chen Xiu nodded, "That's true, Yonekura-kun, did you say that there will be officers who like to eat Chinese food?" ”

"Yes, after all, I actually like it."

Chen Xiu touched his chin, "In this way, then I'll buy this restaurant too!" ”

Yonekura Yumatsu just sandwiched a piece of meat, and then fell into the rice bowl, okay, people are rich and capricious, what can you say? "Baiwujun, is it really okay for you to spend money like this?"

"Hey! Yonecang-kun, please rest assured, in fact, I came to Taiyuan not only to let the warriors eat the food of their hometown! Chen Xiu smiled, "I'm here to do an experiment!" ”

"Experiments?"

"Hey! I'm going to experiment with the impact of the economy on culture! Chen Xiu spoke, and then explained, "You see, if I open all kinds of stores from the empire in Taiyuan, will that indirectly affect the Chinese?" Even the culture of the Chinese! Maybe it will make the Chinese accept the rule of our Japanese Empire more quickly, you say? ”

Yonekura Yumatsu shook his head helplessly, "I don't know about this, but if there are enough stores, then the Chinese won't accept it, right?" ”

"That's right, so I'm not just going to open some restaurants and tea houses, I'm going to be involved in all industries!" Chen Xiu put down his chopsticks and raised his hand to describe, "Let's say a bookstore!" Let's say a ready-to-wear store! Let's say a grain store! ”

"Bai Wujun, you will make it impossible for Chinese merchants to survive like this!"

"No, I'm going to open these stores, I'm going to work with them, not squeeze them! When we rule a place, in addition to excluding dissidents, it is more important to accept the culture and people of the place! Chen Xiu shook his head, he was confident that the Chinese merchants in Taiyuan City would cooperate with him, after all, the situation was stronger than people.

Yonekura Yumatsu frowned, "Although I don't understand very well, I also think what you said is not wrong!" ”

"yes!" Chen Xiu nodded with a somewhat smug look, "If this model can be successful, then, I believe that the pace of the empire will be faster!" ”