The tavern of former trainee non-commissioned officer Huang Chengming was still the same crowded and lively that night.

Kerosene lamp, two-pot head, peanuts, beef jerky, simple tables and chairs, simple people.

Outside, the north wind was howling, and the snowflakes were pounding on the windowpanes.

The hangers against the wall were covered with black and navy blue cotton coats, and the coal stove in the corner of the wall was boiling brightly, and after a while, Huang Chengming would take out the wine jug soaked in the hot water basin and replace it with a new wine jug filled with cold wine.

"One pound of two pots and one dish of peanuts at table No. 3...... ......"

"Yo, Company Commander Wang, please ...... Little two, look at the seat ......"

"Table 5 with peanuts and beef jerky, a plate ......"

The young boss seems to have a good grasp of his business, and the two guys he hired are also very hard-working, and when he is not busy, he moves a bench and sits at the counter and listens to the chatting of customers.

"I didn't expect to be transferred to the Beijing Garrison, and my salary was increased to ten yuan at once, if I gritted my teeth, I would be able to pay off my family's debts in four or five years......"

The first class soldier who said this was dressed in a charcoal black Praetorian Guard uniform, in his 20s, with a square face, broad shoulders, a shaved chin, and a shallow scar on his forehead, Huang Cheng knew that his name was Wu Jun, a small soldier who used to have a relationship on the battlefield, and is now a regular customer of this tavern.

"It's still early in my family, not only did I not pay back a few dollars a few years ago, but I borrowed hundreds of dollars more......"

Wang Yiyang, a first-class soldier with a disproportionate pair of conspicuous hands, said that he was originally a fellow villager of Wu Jun, and the two were very close to each other, and they had been staying in the same unit...... Pure friendship between men...... ）

"How's the last blind date?"

"At the beginning, it was a lot of fanciful, and after the most I asked about the bride price, I opened my mouth to be three hundred yuan in cash, not to mention the other messy ones, no matter what, when the time comes, just find a good one, three hundred yuan? Cannibalism......"

The salary issue was immediately followed by the issue of marrying a daughter-in-law, and Huang Chengming had no interest in it, turning his attention to the guests at the other table.

"Damn, the price of things is rising, I heard my family say that the rice has been sold to two cents and eight cents, an increase of seven or eight percent from the beginning of the year......"

The person who scolded his mother was nicknamed "Brother Angry", and every time he arrived at the tavern, he was indignant first.

"Prices are bamboo shoots, rising every day, salaries are stalagmites, and they don't necessarily grow a millimeter in ten years...... It doesn't matter if we eat military rations, I'm afraid that the money sent back will not be used......"

The fat-faced man who responded to "Angry Brother" was nicknamed "Niu Da", because his surname was Niu, he was tall and had a super strong voice, and it was said that when he roared hard, the cow would also be frightened......

"Did you hear that? A few days ago, the mining disaster in the Luan Coal Mine went to 100 lives at once, and only 20 or 30 yuan was lost for one life, which is really fucking cheap......"

The skinny "little thin" is also among the "angry parties".

Niu yelled: "If you don't want to be cheap, you sharpen your head to be a Praetorian Guard, as a miner, you will be paid one or two yuan a month, and if you die in a mining disaster, you will be paid two years' wages, and twenty or thirty yuan will be about the same, our first-class soldier of the Praetorian Guard will get six or ten yuan a month, and the death pension will be calculated according to three years' salary, which is two or three hundred yuan, so ah, a good man has to be a soldier......

"That's it, it's good to be a soldier, everyone knows the way, the soldiers who participated in the war this time will have land distribution when they retire, as well as reclamation funds and special loans for agricultural reclamation, and after a few years I will retire, and I will definitely go to the north to build my farm......"

The "little me" with a vivid horse face echoed.

"If you want to open a farm, you will save ...... of cattle and horses," Niu Dalu said with a smile.

Xiao I am not in a hurry: "Of course I don't need cows and horses, one of my relatives works in a factory in Beiyang, and they have made a thing called a tractor, a force of dozens or hundreds of horses, and there is no need to eat grass, and ...... will not get sick."

Xiao Thin rolled his eyes: "What is rare, I went to the government-run model farm in Qiqihar before I joined the army, and I have already seen that thing, wrapped in double iron legs, on top is a big boiler, like a small locomotive, there are people operating behind the boiler, and there is a coal box, and there are more than a dozen plows pressed on the back of the buttocks, and hundreds of acres of land can be prepared in one day......"

Brother Anger snorted: "That thing, we little people can't afford to serve it." ”

"I've heard that neighboring villages rent it from government-run farms, and after careful calculation, it's really cheaper than using cows and horses." Xiao Thin said.

Brother Yan swallowed a small cup angrily, waved his hand and said: "Anyway, come and go, it has nothing to do with our place, eight years ago, the land reform order, in a blink of an eye, the whole village and even the whole province of a large piece of land have become the imperial village, a question, it turned out that the major masters have resold their own land to the current Manchurian emperor, and then inquire, how much do you guess the selling price?" ”

"It won't be a tael of silver per mu, right?" Xiao I said.

Brother Yan sneered: "Fart, a penny for an acre!" In fact, the picture is in that name, the emperor's manor, who dares to check? Who would dare to divide it? Those who have no land still have no land, and a zhan with hundreds or thousands of acres of land still occupy there, what kind of loan to buy a share of the land, agricultural cooperatives, don't even think about it in our place! ”

Niu Da sighed: "This kind of thing, there are many, I heard that there are no less than 30 million acres of land under the name of the Manchurian Emperor alone......

"I've heard about 50 million acres of ......," Mr. Xiao said.

"It's not a good thing anyway." Brother Yan said.

Niu Da shook his head and said: "It's not good to take out a loan to buy a share of the land, a butt of debts, pay back to the year of the monkey and the month of the horse, confiscate it in the famine year, pay agricultural taxes in normal times, and double the tax in a war, if you don't pay the installment loan for three years, the land will be collected, and the money paid before will not be refunded, and you will not pay taxes for three years in peacetime, and you will be arrested and sent to serve in labor...... We are miserable for those who farm, but when we think that one day that land can be rightfully returned to our own family, we have to grit our teeth and endure it. ”

Brother Angry pouted: "Fart, rightfully return to your own home?" I think it's beautiful, haven't I heard about Bazhou? If you have money, you can get through everything, not to mention that the councilors are the lackeys of the rich people, the county magistrate himself is a gentleman, and the judges who come out of the university are not ambiguous when they are greedy for money. More than 3,000 acres of fertile land, the lifeblood of more than 100 households, he thanked the rich man to be able to get his hands on it with 500 yuan, and when he changed hands, he made a net profit ten times, what kind of business in the world can be so easy to do? ”

Niu Da interjected: "Isn't it to be exposed and laid down after the end, a nest, the councilors, county magistrates, and judges are all finished, and the people ......are happy."

"Fart, that's because the surname Xie is not clever enough, if he had donated those 3,000 acres of land to the royal family earlier, even if he was cleaned up, he wouldn't have wanted to get that land back at all!"

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and a large scarred hand lifted the heavy thick cotton curtain, and the cold wind came in, and several guests near the door trembled.

"Yo, isn't this Chief Su, please ...... inside"

As soon as they heard the words "Chief Su", whether it was Wu Jun and Wang Yiyang, who were talking about the salary of their daughter-in-law, whether they were angry brothers and Niu Da who were busy talking about current affairs and scolding their mothers, or people who played card poker and gambled money, they all dropped the work at hand, and their eyes focused on the middle-aged man who was dressed in gray homely cotton clothes and had several scars on his face like sunlight through a convex lens.

"The same old way." Su Ding, the former deputy commander of the 59th Infantry Regiment and reserve lieutenant colonel, nodded to Huang Chengming.

"Old seat, keep it for you." Huang Chengming's smile has nothing to do with courtesy.

Everyone stood up one after another and rushed to greet Su Dingfang.

"Chief Su, let's talk about the joke of Yangzhou on the 10th again today, I was on duty that day, and I didn't listen to ......"

"On the side, last time Chief Su said that he wanted to tell the joke that the surname of Daming Guo received Taiwan......"

"Chief Su is sitting on ...... side"

"Chief Su, please come here......"

Su Dingfang smiled and hugged his fists one by one, and found the old seat reserved for him in the store and sat down.

Suddenly, the curtain was lifted again, and several Praetorian Guard officers burst in.

"Boss, one pound and two pots, five cups, side dishes or something, just serve a few dishes."

Malicious and non-malicious rumors spread in a flurry of rumors.

"It's rare that there are active officers in this kind of place......"

"Didn't the officers raise their salaries? The new second lieutenant of the garrison has twenty yuan a month, not to mention the free officers' club......"

"People are not allowed to save money to marry a daughter-in-law......"

"Do you want to go to the Eight Hutongs to redeem one?"

"Be careful of killing Sister Yao......"

"Who knows...... Maybe I've been killed......"

The mouth can be moved, etiquette cannot be omitted, and when the officers turned to face the crowd and stood solemnly, the soldiers with conspicuous Praetorian uniforms had to stand and salute obediently.

The officers raised their white gloves embroidered with golden feathers and returned the salute easily, and sat down one after another without saying a word.

The minions have made a new discovery.

"It turned out to be from the Yulin Regiment......"

"I heard that the censorship of entering there is very strict, and every replenishment is one in a hundred, and the selected person will be put in the big pig cage of the teaching brigade for three months......"

"If I can enter the Yulin Regiment, I will definitely destroy the Manchurian Dog Emperor with one shot."

"Do you need to go? As long as Duke Wu Wei gives an order, the Manchurian Dog Emperor still doesn't obediently get out? ”

"It's that easy, think about Zeng Wenzhenggong, and the national thief surnamed Li, aren't they also Han? Didn't you also hold power back then? It didn't turn out that they had to lick their master's asshole......"

"Hey, you can't say that......"

Sticking their heads together to whisper is actually equivalent to the small soldiers who are no one next to them suddenly realizing that the atmosphere is not right, and they all turn their heads in unison, and a murderous captain of the Yulin Regiment is crossing his hands on his waist and glaring angrily.

"Hey, the people of our Yulin Regiment are deaf, I heard what I said just now, and I dare to publicly slander the current saint, what crime should I be guilty of!"