Chapter VIII Handling
Tired for a whole day, and a lot of rice wine was poured by everyone at night, Shen Jia slept all night in a daze. In the past www.biquge.info, I used to drink liquor in college and the army, and Shen Jia thought that rice wine was just mouthwash. When he returned to his lodgings last night, he found that the rice wine was so strong that he didn't get up until about ten o'clock in bed today. Fortunately, the pace of life in the Ming Dynasty was slow, and everyone was not surprised that he got up late. After hurriedly washing, I was about to go out to ask for directions, but I saw Wei Liangyu and Gan Liang had been waiting outside the door for a long time.
Shen Jia is also not polite, since the living map is here, there is no reason not to use it. So I asked the two bodyguards for the way to the hospital, it seemed that it was not far, and the three of them were ready to walk over. Today, martial law in Shenyang City has been lifted, and stores in the city are open one after another, and on the way to pass by, Shen Jia shouted like the protagonist in the TV series: "Little Er, come to three meat-filled buns, two for each, pack and take away." β
As soon as the words were finished, a woman in her thirties, plump and dusty, wearing a paddy field coat made of five-colored rags, was also simple and chic. The eldest sister had a slight smile on her face, and said: "Whose baby, actually learn to speak from adults, has the hair grown, what kind of buns, I call it steamed buns." After speaking, he smiled and stuffed the bun into Shen Jia's arms.
Shen Jia suddenly remembered that it seemed that the names of steamed buns and steamed buns gradually began to differentiate from the north in the Qing Dynasty, and even in the Jiangnan region of the twentieth century, steamed buns were still called steamed buns, at most they were called "vegetable steamed buns" or "meat steamed buns".
Shen Jia was not angry, he smiled, and followed the eldest sister's words and said, "I know yours is a steamed bun, a small steamed bun from Wangzai." β
After that, Shen Jia didn't care whether the eldest sister understood or not, and after paying the money, he took the bun and left quickly.
Two buns per person, Gan Liang was a little embarrassed and didn't seem to want to accept it. Shen Jia didn't look at it, and slapped the bun directly into his hand. Gan Liang is always silent, not as talkative as Wei Liangyu, and Gan Liang walks without a sound, often deliberately making people ignore his presence. But Shen Jiasi didn't dare to be careless, after all, her and Wen Qing's lives were now in the hands of others. And the two masters who are responsible for monitoring themselves are all organized by secret agents, and if they don't have a few brushes, I'm afraid they won't be sent to monitor him, an "overseas stranger".
"What do you call Wangzai's small steamed buns?" Wei Liangyu asked him while munching on the steamed bun.
Shen Jia almost choked when he heard this, and quickly stroked his stomach and said, "Over there, there is a man named Wang Zai, who makes small and delicious steamed buns. When I saw this five-spiced steamed bun today, I couldn't help but admire the store. β
Wei Liangyu lowered his head and bit the bun and walked, no longer speaking. Shen Jia thought to himself, the chests of women in later generations were all beautiful, how could they have changed airports in the Ming Dynasty. It's not that the aesthetic taste is different, or the days are too bitter and the nutrition is insufficient. In fact, how did Shen Jia know that the liberation movement initiated by women in the Republic of China led to the great change of women's underwear in modern China. Before that, in the Ming and Qing dynasties, most Chinese women would bind their breasts. The practice of binding the breasts even affected the physical and mental health and development of women at that time.
Not long after, the group came to the medical hall, Wei Liangyu and Gan Liang did not enter the door, but stood aside and chatted. Shen Jia was not polite, walked through the lobby, and went directly to the backyard to find Wen Qing.
Before he raised his legs and entered the door, he heard Xiao Tao in the house shouting: "Shen Jia is here, Shen Jia is here." β
"Xiao Tao, don't be like this, let others hear it, and they will say that we don't understand etiquette."
Xiao Tao glanced at Wu Shihan aggrievedly, but Wen Qing next to her was unhappy, and said with a smile: "It's okay Xiao Tao, you just call it that, if Shen Jia bullies you, you tell me, I promise not to beat him to death." β
"Big sister, who are you going to smoke to death?" Shen Jia asked deliberately with a smile.
"Phew, you bad embryo, you can't spit out good words in your mouth, I'm old, right?"
Shen Jia's ears were grabbed by Wen Qing, so he pretended to beg for mercy and said to Wen Qing: "It hurts me to death, junior sister, it's okay." β
It was the first time Wu Shihan saw a little girl who had not yet come out of the pavilion pulling a man's ear, thinking that if this was seen, the name of a fierce woman would be confirmed, and if she wanted to talk about matchmaking in the future, I am afraid that all matchmakers would take a detour.
Seeing the two continue to argue, Wu Shihan couldn't help laughing, it seemed that since his mother died, he hadn't been so happy for a long time.
After playing for a while, Shen Jia thanked Wu Shihan again. Wu Shihan chatted with everyone for a while, and under the pretext that there was something at home, he took Xiao Tao back.
At this time, there were no outsiders in the house, so Shen Jia asked Wen Qing solemnly: "Do you still miss Brother Liu?" β
"Brother Liu?"
"Brother Liu Ming, don't you remember?"
Shen Jia looked at Wen Qing with a blank face, and suddenly hesitated. So he asked, "Do you remember your parents?" β
Sure enough, the more worried you are, the more it will happen, Wen Qing has amnesia. She only remembered the experience of teaching Shen Jia to fly an airplane, and most of the others had forgotten it.
At first, Shen Jia thought that Wen Qing was deliberately joking with him, but he was not sure. When Shen Jia repeatedly reminded Wen Qing of the people and events in the past, Wen Qing looked pained and at a loss, and Shen Jia finally determined that Wen Qing had really lost her memory.
After Wen Qing woke up, her brain guided her to pay more attention to the people and things of the Ming Dynasty, without thinking about those people and things in the past, even including Shen Jia, it was because Wu Shihan mentioned it first that her brain remembered it.
At this time, Wen Qing was mentioned by Shen Jia, and she felt uneasy. Without the past, the future is also blank, especially for Wen Qing, who has come to the new world.
Shen Jia comforted Wen Qing as much as he could, swearing that he would definitely be able to find a way to help her regain her memories. Now that danger still lingers around the two of them, Shen Jia has more important things to do, and for now, he can only let Wen Qing calm down and rest in peace.
Shen Jia and Wen Qingzai carefully checked the fabricated life experience, and then prepared to go out. Wen Qing grabbed Shen Jia's hand and didn't let him go, wanting to go out together. Shen Jia felt that Wen Qing's hand was a little hot, so he touched Wen Qing's forehead, which seemed to be suffering from a low-grade fever, which may have been caused by inflammation of the wound.
Shen Jia was anxious, and immediately sternly rejected Wen Qing's idea of going out. He had to go to the cabin to get some medicine, in ancient times inflammation and fever were terrible, especially in the era when there were no antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs.
Seeing Shen Jia leave in a hurry, Wen Qing shouted angrily at the door: "Shen Jia, you wait for me, see how I fix you then." β
At the banquet last night, Shen Jia and the prefect Chen Fuke made an appointment to move the items in the cabin to Shenyang City today. Chen Ce, Tong Zhonghua and others also wanted to take this opportunity to open their eyes, and they would come together when the time came. He couldn't let them wait for a long time, so after Shen Jia went out, he hurried to the south gate with Wei Liangyu and Gan Liang.
At this time, the plane outside the south gate had been surrounded by hundreds of Ming soldiers, and a large number of people came to watch the excitement. Some of the people who were requisitioned to clean up the battlefield outside the city were resting at this time, and they also stopped to watch. The entertainment activities of the people of the Ming Dynasty seem to be a little less, I heard that there are giant birds coming to Shenyang, and some people even do not hesitate to walk from the north gate to the south gate to see the legendary flying chicken.
The name "Flying Chicken" spread throughout the city almost overnight. Shen Jia had no intention of correcting the error of the words, and in the face of the dozen or so versions of the statement that were circulating, it would only become darker and darker at this time. Just when I went out of the city, I heard a pedestrian say unfathomably that yesterday was a golden-armored giant god, driving away a heavenly rooster, the rooster is a hundred feet high, flapping its wings can lift hundreds of miles of mud and sand, and trampling on a hundred people with one claw to help the Ming army achieve a great victory. said it so vividly that Shen Jia himself almost believed it, maybe that's how it came to be false.
The government did not come forward to refute the rumors, it seems to be allowing the rumors to ferment, anyway, there is a great god protecting the Ming Dynasty, which can only explain one problem, that is, the Ming Dynasty is a gift from God, which will only make the rule of the Zhu family more solid. Along the way, the two brocade guards were always grinning, so much so that Shen Jia suspected that this might even be a rumor released by the government.
The silent crowd stared at the slowly rising hatch, except for a young man, the legendary golden armor giant god did not appear, and the crowd was slightly disappointed. Glancing at the short-mustached boy, who seemed to be no different from his own appearance, the fear and worry of the crowd were suddenly eliminated a lot. Everyone thinks, fortunately, there is no golden armor giant god, secretly peeping at the great god, it is not fun, in case the great god is angry, these small fish and shrimp are not enough for the great god to ravage.
After waiting for a while, an ironclad monster slowly crawled out of the hatch, with two heads on it, waving to the crowd. This is Wei Liangyu and Gan Liang, this time they didn't vomit. But the memories of the previous battlefield vomiting and the turbid breath in the car still made the brains of the two of them a little sluggish. When Jinyi Wei has been in the air for a long time, his face is used to being tight, and he is really a little unaccustomed to smiling at the cheering crowd today.
The iron-armored giant beast stopped twenty meters away, and the brothers Tong Zhonghua and Qin Bangping also climbed onto the top of the chariot, waving to the cheering crowd while carefully looking at the iron bump, and was amazed.
The crowd of onlookers was a little frightened by the rumbling sound, and some of them were even prepared to flee immediately if the situation was not good. When several Ming army generals got on the car one after another, people's hearts finally fell in suspense. Some of the people in the crowd exhaled and snorted, thinking that it was just an iron lump, and that there was nothing to be afraid of. The crowd began to observe the monster closely, and some even tried to climb, but were stopped by the soldiers, so they had to stretch their necks and try to see through the monster.
After Shen Jia parked the car and beckoned everyone to come out, someone in the crowd immediately shouted: "Look, look, everyone, that short-mustached young man, he is the one who drives the chicken." β
The crowd was stunned, and then there was an uproar. Shen Jia beckoned Wei Liangyu and Gan Liang again, and drove a paratrooper assault car out together. The paratrooper assault vehicle is equipped with a 120 caliber howitzer gun and a 7.62 mm machine gun. The assault vehicle is a modified wheeled off-road vehicle, which is fast in the field and can effectively strike at enemy forces and buildings.
There are also four barrels of fuel in the cabin, which is very important. Shen Jia solemnly told Chen Fuke that it was this thing that chariots and assault vehicles could gallop around. When Chen Fuke heard this, he knew that the matter was very important, and hurriedly ordered the Ming army to carefully drag it back to the city with an ox cart for safekeeping.
In addition, there are five boxes of new-style grenades, Shen Jia gave Chen Ce, Tong Zhonghua, He Shixian, and You Shigong one box each, and whispered that this was a big killing weapon. The four of them glanced at each other, and asked their subordinates to hurry away. The remaining box was handed over by Shen Jia to Chen Fuke, and the government came forward to keep it on his behalf.
The rest is some grain and daily necessities such as medicines, rice and wheat, potatoes, and corn to feed the horses. There are also a large number of war horses and yaks on duty in the plateau border area, so Yun 20 brought corn as fodder by the way, and at the same time brought a lot of unprocessed wheat.
Obviously, these grains have appeared one after another in the Ming Dynasty, and everyone does not think it is strange. Chen Fuke arranged for manpower to carefully inspect each bag and box to confirm that it did not contain weapons before handing them over to Shen Jia. The rest were food, medicine, and daily necessities, which were transported back to the city as Shen Jia's personal belongings.
Shen Jia opened one of the boxes, fished out more than a dozen pairs of military boots, and gave Chen Ce, Chen Fuke and other generals and officials a pair each, and of course he did not forget his two bodyguards. The two bodyguards looked at the black shiny, finely made, and mighty land boots, and their saliva was about to flow out, and they were despised by Chen Fuke.
As for military coats, stainless steel basins, quilts and other daily necessities, Shen Jia picked some and gave one to everyone in charge of carrying them. The soldier in charge of carrying it was very happy, but he didn't expect that he would have an extra harvest today.
Everyone got their own gifts, and all the weapons were handed over to the government, and the cabin was suddenly empty. Looking at the dazzling lights in the cabin, a group of generals and civilian officials praised it one after another. Fortunately, there was no scene of blowing the lamp with his mouth, otherwise Shen Jia would have been pestered to ask this and that. Listening to the compliments and praise of a group of turtles, Shen Jia said in his heart that the meeting gift was given, and he didn't know if these guys could let themselves go.
Open a box, and there is a square mirror used in the military dormitory to dress properly, which is a good thing. Shen Jia took out a mirror and walked up to He Shixian and said: "Uncle He, how did I first arrive, I am penniless, only these mirrors in the clan have some value, I want to exchange some silver taels, but the little nephew doesn't know the local prices, and I ask Uncle He to help me." β
He Shixian was trying on his military boots, and he suddenly raised his head to see himself in the mirror, and couldn't help but be startled. What a clear mirror, He Shixian threw away the boots in his hand, snatched the mirror, and ran out of the cabin, wanting to see this treasure more clearly outside. Looking at He Shixian's back, Shen Jia smiled bitterly.
After several hours of busyness, the supplies were finally transported back to the city. In my previous life, as a paratrooper, I watched these weapons being taken away by the government, and I was still a little reluctant in my heart. But Shen Jia understands the truth of his guilt, especially this kind of big killing weapon, leaving it in his hands can only make him die faster. Even if he tries his best to keep it, once he runs out of fuel and ammunition, he still can't escape the fate of being slaughtered by others. Rather than this, it is better to deal with these dangers as soon as possible, which Shen Jia had thought about from the beginning.
He Shixian prepared a courtyard for Shen Jia in the south of the city, but of course Shen Jia's mirror was gone. He Shixian said that this mirror was a treasure handed down by his grandfather's grandfather, Shen Jia smiled and hurriedly said that Zhang Shixian was late, and he was severely ridiculed by He Shixian.
Shen Jia distributed a few telescopes to the military attachΓ©s. A group of rough men suddenly got a delicate item and didn't know how to play with it, so they asked Shen Jia one after another. Shen Jia led them out of the hatch, adjusted the focus on the hills on the south bank of the Hunhe River, and handed it to Chen Ce.
Chen Ce leaned in front of him and looked at it for a while, shuddered and handed it to He Shixian, and said, "Artifact."
He Shixian took it and looked at it, and was startled by the scene in his eyes, and almost threw out the telescope in his hand. Chen Ce snatched the telescope in distress and gave He Shixian a blank look. He Shixian didn't dare to be angry, the almost seventy-year-old old Wuju chief military officer was not something that his junior could afford to provoke.
The things in the cabin were emptied, and the plane could only be temporarily parked outside the south gate, and there would be Ming troops on duty every day. Shen Jia walked out with a suitcase, and was about to close the hatch when Gan Liang, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly asked, "Brother Shen, what are you holding in your hand?" β
Shen Jia secretly scolded this grandson for being a real thief. At this time, Chen Fuke and the generals also looked at him, Shen Jia tried his best to remain calm, and said with a comfortable expression: "This is the ashes of the family teacher, this plane is the masterpiece of the family teacher for ten years, the family teacher unfortunately passed away, did not wait for the day when the plane took off, so when I tested the plane for the first time, I brought his ashes with me." β
After speaking, Shen Jia desperately thought about his teacher Zhou, and Qi Qiran squeezed out a few tears. The deceased is the greatest, especially the Confucianism of the Ming Dynasty, Chen Fuke saw the sadness that Shen Jia said, so he said: "Since it is your master's ashes, then please settle down with Brother Shen, your teacher is far away from his homeland, today you will bring his ashes back to Shenzhou for burial, but it is also his lifelong wish, Brother Shen should be happy." β
Seeing Chen Fuke's statement, everyone agreed, so Shen Jia took this opportunity to bring the box in his hand back to the city.