"Yo, Murata-kun, come and deliver lunch?" In the busy Sasebo military port, a young man greets a middle-aged man pushing a wheelbarrow with a big smile on his face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This young man was a small leader in the military port of the Sasebo Japanese Navy, and he was in charge of a dozen poor shipbuilders, and he was not in charge of anything cutting-edge.

His dockyard did not produce warships, but transports of smaller tonnage. With more than 3,000 tons, it is one of the most general-purpose vessels produced in Japan.

Because Japan's comprehensive national strength cannot be compared with the Ming Empire, even in a state of war, most of the equipment produced is some equipment that can be used in peacetime.

The middle-aged man, named Murata, put down the trolley and wiped the sweat from his face with the white sweat towel around his neck, his face full of smiles.

While resting, he said to the young steward who greeted him: "Hehe, do a little business, do a little business!" ”

As a small boss who often delivers food and drink to the Sasebo military port, several members of his family rely on this relationship to make a living.

The Japanese workers who worked in the military ports had a relatively high income level, because Japan was a country that depended on the sea for its survival, and anyone who could build a steamship at any time was very popular.

Of course, the higher the income of these shipbuilders, they prefer to eat some special delicacies, and do not like to go to the military port canteen full of stevedores and other hard laborers.

Over time, restaurants around the Sasebo Naval Port have also been eaten, and in recent months, Murata, which has expanded its food delivery business with its unique taste and exquisite ingredients, has become the new favorite of these shipbuilders.

"This is not a small business for you, more than 200 people eat a day, and the income is definitely a lot." The young steward had come out to receive his lunch, and he smiled as he handed the money in his hand to Murata as he spoke.

Murata took the money, found a lunch box with Murata's name written on it from the wheelbarrow covered with a quilt, and handed it to the steward, who was already swallowing saliva.

The steward couldn't wait to open the lunch box, and when he saw the exquisite dishes inside, he nodded with satisfaction. Murata is a man who is very good at business, and I heard that his ancestor was a large-scale businessman with exquisite faces.

He gave the steward more food, and there were often more meat, fish and shrimp buried in it, such a small favor made the steward have a good impression of this middle-aged man.

The two of them are familiar with each other and often chat together. And now, when there was a shortage of materials during the war in Japan, Murata could often get cigarettes, which made the stewards salivate.

Sure enough, the steward pinched the lunch box in his hand and whispered about what Murata was more interested in: "Murata-kun, Torimura Shaoza please ask me to find a way to get him a few packs of cigarettes." ”

He took out a slightly wrinkled cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the young steward respectfully, Murata nodded with a smile on his face: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say...... The things that Shao Zuo asked for were delivered when I came to pick up the lunch box in the evening, and I sent them. ”

His attitude and the wrinkled, but still covetous cigarette, played a role at the same time, and the young steward took the cigarette in his mouth, nodded and waved his hand, and the man behind him took over the wheelbarrow.

"I said, what are you doing all day long?" While lighting a cigarette for the young steward, Murata asked curiously, "I'm busier than before." ”

"Don't ask what you shouldn't. General Oda personally ordered the secrecy to be caught, and several spies were arrested. The young steward took a deep breath of smoke and took a breath of pleasure.

Then he got closer and swore a warning: "I'll tell you, this is you, if you change someone, I'll report it directly and arrest you for the reward." ”

Murata obviously didn't expect it, so he paused for a moment, then hurriedly took out another cigarette, and patted his ass in gratitude: "Thank you, thank you Yubo for taking charge, thank you for Yubo-kun." I'm not curious, I don't know the rules, I won't ask next time, I won't ask next time. ”

The steward named Tamaro Tamana was obviously very impressed by Murata's attitude, and stuffed the cigarette into his jacket pocket, and said with a smile: "Be careful next time, this is the Sasebo Military Port, and if you make a mistake, you will be hanged." ”

"Oh my god." Murata was so frightened that his face turned white, and he didn't dare to speak anymore after muttering such a sentence.

The Yubo steward looked at him and laughed proudly: "Scared you!" It's not that scary, you Murata-kun and I can still trust it. ”

While hooking Murata's shoulder, Steward Yuba said in a show-off tone: "Isn't this an additional production task for submarines, and the management will be strict." ”

"Didn't His Majesty the Emperor's speech say that we already have hundreds of submarines? Why, do you want to continue to build? When Murata heard the new word submarine, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Yuba with an expression that you can't lie to me.

Steward Yuba was obviously stimulated by Murata's eyes, snorted, lowered his voice and testified to himself: "How can there be so many, Sasebo has recently started construction of three ships, and the most in the country is ...... number"

As he spoke, he stretched out three fingers and swore to Yutian that he knew the inside information: "Don't say that His Majesty the Emperor said a hundred, even twenty, I don't see any." ”

Seeing that Murata still had an expression that he would rather believe that the emperor was fooling and not believing his bag of inquiry, Yuba finally came up with his killer idea: "I'll tell you this, just two days ago, Sasebo only built a total of 4 submarines...... How many can be built elsewhere? If His Majesty the Emperor hadn't delivered his morning speech, I wouldn't have believed that this thing would sink a big thing like a cruiser. ”

Hearing him say this, Murata could only nod and believe the other party's words: "I believe it, can't I believe it?" Don't talk about it, you make mistakes if you talk too much...... I'll go back and get what Torimura Shaoza wants, and I'll bring it to you in the evening. ”

Murata persuaded him like this, and the Yubo steward also knew that he had said too much, but after all, he was still very young and didn't take it seriously, so he waved his hand to signal that the other party was fine, and instead instructed: "The matter of Shaozuo cigarettes is a big thing, you do it carefully, go ahead." ”

Continuing to nod his head, Murata took two steps back very respectfully, and admitted: "Don't worry, steward, what else are you worried about when I do things?" Guaranteed that you have a share, and so do you! (To be continued.) )