There is a snack stall on the side of the road in front, there are a few diners sitting on the stall, and the owner of the food stall is busy by the steaming pot.

"Let's go, go and ask!" Jin Feilong's legs gently clamped the horse's belly, and the war horse moved its four hooves and ran to the food stall.

When the diners at the food stalls saw a group of national soldiers on horseback, they immediately got up, regardless of whether they had finished eating or not, threw a few coins on the table and turned around and left.

"Hey, hey, your dumplings are out of the pot, don't go!" The boss was holding a spoon and was pouring rice balls out of the pot, and when he saw that the diners who wanted rice balls were leaving, he hurriedly left people.

"Oh, I'm still in a bit of a hurry at home, I'll eat when I get back." The diner answered, bowing his head and hurried along the side of the road.

After walking a few times, there was a person sitting there without moving, scooping the rice balls with a spoon and slowly blowing hot air.

"Yo, a few bosses are here, each of them come to a bowl of dumplings to try? My rice balls are ancestral crafts, when Qianlong Ye went down to the south of the Yangtze River, he tasted them in Yukou, the fresh fragrance is soft and glutinous, and the mouth is fragrant, which is the evaluation of the Qianlong Lord to my ancestors on the rice balls. "This boss's business is really proficient, and when he sees a group of people coming, it doesn't matter whether they are coming for his dumplings or not, it is a very skilled dumpling advertisement.

"Qianlong, that old tartar has eaten your rice balls?" Not to mention, Jin Feilong is knowledgeable, and even Qianlong is an old Tartar.

As soon as the head of Jin said this, the boss who sold the rice balls was immediately stunned, the spoon fell into the pot and hurriedly reached out to fish, and was scalded by a pot of boiling water, "oops", and put his hand into the bucket of cold water to cool down. The diner who ate the rice balls finally blew the rice balls out of the hot water, put them in his mouth and took a bite, and suddenly heard Jin Feilong's name to Qianlong, "Poof! He squirted the rice balls in his mouth onto the table, and then he blushed and coughed with a thick neck, and he was also frightened by the shocking words of Head Jin.

Jin Feilong looked at the reaction of these two people inexplicably, not only him, but even Biaozi and Bajin couldn't understand what the owner who sold the rice balls and the diners who ate the rice balls meant.

"What's wrong with these two?" Bajin leaned closer and whispered to Biaozi.

"I don't know. It is estimated that Qianlong and the two of them have relatives, and it seems that they are uncles. Biaozi replied to Bajin's question in a lower voice.

"What? Am I wrong? The prime minister said: Drive out the Tartars and return my China! The Tartars to be expelled are the Manchu Tartars! Qianlong was the emperor of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, what is he not a Tartar? ”

Hey? The diner who had sprayed the dumplings on the table was surprised, and looked at Jin Feilong through the lenses of his glasses, as if he didn't understand how this meaty-faced soldier could know so much. The boss who sold rice balls stared at him for a while and then stopped talking, he didn't know what to say to refute Jin Feilong. Jin Feilong was so proud, he looked up, looked at the boss, and then glanced at the diners, and the superiority of cultural people filled his heart.

Jin Feilong can read and write, and he has also read books, but to say that he can know this, it is really thanks to Wu Guangxing, the party secretary of the 500 Army. When Secretary Wu was fine, he gave a lecture on the party history and the party constitution to those officers in the army, and tried to purify the minds of these people, and the phrase "expel the Tartars and return me to China" was put forward by Mr. Zhongshan in his early years, with the intention of awakening the people of the whole country and overthrowing the feudal and decadent rule of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Talking about the history of the party, of course, this sentence can't be jumped, and the head of the Jin regiment has heard a lot, so he has memorized some of these words, and it is the right time to use them at this time today!

"Qianlong is the emperor? So this seller of glutinous rice balls is still a royal family? Biao Zi and Bajin whispered, looking at the boss who sold rice balls in surprise.

"I won't tell you, you won't understand if you talk too much!" Jin Feilong waved his hand, saying that he didn't want to continue to talk to the boss about what the prime minister said, it was all something that the secretary had said, and it was confidential! What do you do with a vendor who sells rice balls? "Let me ask you something, do you know how the town government goes? It's the county magistrate's office, Yamen! In case the dumpling vendors couldn't understand the trendy words of the town government, Jin Feilong simply used the old name, Yamen, you should always know, right?

"Is this chief going to the town government? I don't know what military affairs you have to do when you go to the town government? The only diner had already taken out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and when he heard Jin Feilong ask the boss for directions to the town hall, he took off his gold-rimmed glasses and wiped them, and asked Jin Feilong.

"Go find someone! Hey? Who are you? You can't be from the town government, right? Are you Mayor Mare? Seeing this person wearing a dark blue tweed tunic, with gold-rimmed glasses on his face, his chin shaved clean, his hair meticulously combed, and his top hat on the table, he looked like a person with status and culture, such a person is rare in such a town, Jin Feilong even suspects that this is the mayor of Sandu Town!

"Hehe, I'm not the mayor. A few people look dressed up as 500 troops, right? The 500 divisions are stationed in three stores, are you the commanders of the 500 divisions? This person seems to know quite well about the Five Hundred Army, and in one sentence he pointed out the origin of Jin Feilong and Bajin.

"Who are you? How do you know about the Five Hundred Divisions? Jin Feilong immediately became vigilant! During the war, there were often Japanese spies pretending to be civilians to conduct reconnaissance and sneak attacks on key departments of our army, and this guy knew so well where the division headquarters was stationed, and he was not the town government, so it was very likely that this guy was a Japanese spy!

"Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong!" As soon as the diners saw the sudden change of face of these soldiers, they touched the handle of the gun with their hands, and hurriedly explained. If any of these GIs could not control and give him a shot, wouldn't he be very unlucky? "I'm definitely not Japanese! I am my own people, and we are all our own people! As he spoke, he took out a notebook from his arms and handed it to Jin Feilong.

What is it? Jin Feilong took it and took a look, the red plastic cover was printed with a big zigzag sun logo, which was somewhat similar to the military ID card in his arms, and it seemed that this person was indeed his own.

Flipping through it, the position column inside reads the captain correspondent of the Survey and Statistics Bureau of the Military Commission of the National Government, whose name is Xie Baoshan. Directorate of Survey Statistics of the Military Council? I believe that most of the officers of the national army during this period have heard of this department, although Jin Feilong has been on the battlefield for a long time, he has also heard of the Military Command Bureau, and Secretary Wu often has contacts with people in that department! Head Jin just can't figure out whether this document is real or fake now.

"I'll see." Biaozi reached out and took the papers. He is the guard of the military seat, and when Commander Gao and the agents of the Military Administration Bureau came into contact, he had seen each other's documents, and of course Biaozi had also seen them more than once or twice, although he was not very good at distinguishing the authenticity of the documents, he was always a little more knowledgeable than Jin Feilong and Bajin, right?

"This document doesn't look like a fake." After flipping through and studying it, Biaozi felt that this book looked similar to the ones he had seen before, so he simply judged it to be true!