A few meals look inconspicuous, but they are the supreme magic weapon to increase relationships.

Eating at home, with Xu Jiazhen's income, he didn't even dare to eat wild vegetable soup and wowotou.

On Wang Xu's side, eating dumplings at noon, braised pork at night, and wontons for supper, how can there be any comparison.

After a few meals, Xu Jiazhen didn't say anything, looked at Wang Xu's gaze, but slowly softened, and was no longer as vigilant as before.

In a blink of an eye, two days passed, and it was the day to make an appointment with Yu Zecheng.

On this day, Lao Yu came very early, and at seven o'clock, he went to the door with fruits.

At this time, Wang Xu was eating breakfast, sweet potato and pumpkin porridge, egg cakes, chopped pork head, and a stack of small pickles.

Seeing Yu Zecheng coming, Wang Xu raised his head slightly, lit the rice bowl with chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Lao Yu, did you eat in the morning?" ”

"What do you say?" After getting along for a long time, Lao Yu also learned to joke.

Xu Jiazhen didn't know the details of Yu Zecheng, looked at Wang Xu, and then looked at the fruit that Yu Zecheng was carrying, and didn't know whether to take it or not.

"This is Lao Yu, Yu Zecheng, my good friend, is a bookstore owner." Wang Xu introduced Xu Jiazhen, then took the fruit in Yu Zecheng's hand, pulled him to sit on the edge of the kang, and said, "Come here, why do you still bring fruits, you have made a fortune?" ”

"In the morning, it's not appropriate to come to the door empty-handed, it's okay, it's all bought with your hands, it's worthless." Yu Zecheng said modestly, but Wang Xu looked down and saw that there were pineapples, cherries, and figs.

In this era when ordinary people can't even afford to eat, fruit is an absolute luxury, ordinary people come to visit, and it is good to take three or five eggs, how can there be this unjust money to spend.

"Lao Yu is a particular person, Jiazhen, go and get a pair of chopsticks for Lao Yu." Wang Xu didn't shirk anything, and beckoned Yu Zecheng to sit down and eat.

Xu Jiazhen felt that her status was not high, and after seeing the guests, she pulled Qiuxia and went out.

Qiu Xia was halfway through eating, and she didn't want to leave, so she could hang a bottle of soy sauce with a small mouth.

Yu Zecheng saw this scene, opened the fruit basket with a smile, handed over the red cherries, and said, "Uncle has cherries here, eat them quickly." ”

With cherries to eat, Qiu Xia left with her mother.

When the two of them left the house, Yu Zecheng's smile faded away, and he asked in a low voice, "Who are these two?" ”

"It's my neighbor, the mother and daughter are quite pitiful, and they didn't have the money to treat the child when he was sick last time." Wang Xu told Xu Jiazhen about the situation, which was regarded as an introduction to Yu Zecheng.

Lao Yu only didn't ask, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Xu Jiazhen came in with dishes and chopsticks, and then he spoke: "Your husband's name is Xu Fugui?" ”

"Hmm..." Xu Jiazhen didn't know what Yu Zecheng meant, and hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Yu Zecheng looked Xu Jiazhen up and down for a while, took the dishes and chopsticks, and said politely: "You go out first, I'll talk to Lao Wang." ”

Xu Jiazhen was already confused and left in a daze.

Wang Xu sat on the kang and ate egg cakes, from Yu Zecheng's expression, he found that there was a story in it, and asked, "What's the matter, do you know Xu Fugui?" ”

"Before I came to Tianjin, I did know a person named Xu Fugui in Chongqing, who was also from Tianjin. Maybe it's the same name, I know Xu Fugui, the brigade commander of the 24th Division of the Central Army, the niece and son-in-law of Tiger Boy Xue Yue, "Before Yu Zecheng came to Tianjin, he was the lieutenant colonel leader of the Chongqing Station of the Military Command, and he was very appreciated by Boss Dai.

At a party, he met the man named Xu Fugui, and the two chatted very speculatively.

Today, I rashly heard from Wang Xu that Xu Jiazhen's man is also called Xu Fugui, and Yu Zecheng was also stunned.

"It shouldn't be a person, Xu Jiazhen's man, he doesn't have any skills, if you want to say that he became a brigade commander, I don't believe it." Wang Xu also thought that it was a duplicate name, and he didn't care about Yu Zecheng's words.

What kind of person is Xu Fugui, the eldest young master who eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles, and after losing all his family property, he suddenly realized that he wanted to sing shadow puppets to support his family.

According to the plot in the movie, the current Xu Fugui should participate in the battle in Changsha and be a literary soldier and porter for the Kuomintang.

"Battle of Changsha!" Thinking of the Battle of Changsha, Wang Xu suddenly thought that the commander of the four Battle of Changsha seemed to be the tiger boy Xue Yue.

Well, I should have thought too much, Xu Fugui looks like Uncle Ge, how ugly it is.

Even if he went to Changsha, it would be impossible for him to see Xue Yue, let alone marry Xue Yue's niece and become the brigade commander of the Central Army.

He has only been a soldier for a few years, and he was caught in 37 years, and his military career is less than four years.

Thinking of this, Wang Xu felt that it must be the same name, so he said: "Don't mention this, I have prepared the medicine you need." When you're gone, you can just take it back. In addition, the special training that we talked about, when do you plan to start, this can't be sloppy. ”

Hearing that the medicine had arrived, Yu Zecheng smiled and nodded: "This is easy to say, the special training can start at any time, and I have chosen the place, just in the grove outside the city." Well, I'll take the medicine back first, and I'll pick you up at noon. Also, in this transaction, do you want gold or antiques? ”

"You want antiques, and as long as you have porcelain, there are also bronzes, and you don't want calligraphy and painting." Calligraphy and painting are unique, Wang Xu has suffered the loss of smoke and rain, and this pit is not going to jump.

Yu Zecheng made a note of the request, but he didn't really stay to eat, and soon left with the medicine.

At noon, Lao Yu went and returned.

Like the tattered ones, he brought more than a dozen bottles and cans, and a snuff bottle that was said to have been used by Qianlong.

When I asked, I found out that there were not many antiques of particularly high value in the hands of the underground party.

Similar to the Wenwang lotus incense burner, the eight-sided Han sword, and the autumn mountain smoke and rain map, each of which can be called an heirloom.

On the contrary, there are still a lot of bottles and cans similar to those in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the current price is not too high.

"Two pairs of vases from the Ming Dynasty, a glass bowl from the Song Dynasty, a bronze sculpture of a horse stepping on Feiyan from the Yuan Dynasty, a snuff bottle used by Qianlong, a set of tea sets from the Tang Dynasty with eight teacups including a teapot, and a golden Pixiu from the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period." Yu Zecheng carried a lot of things, which he asked a rickshaw driver to pull over.

Wang Xu is no stranger to this coachman, he is the coachman who acts as a liaison at the door of the lotus leaf chicken shop.

Of course, although he secretly recognized it, Wang Xu was silent on the surface.

Yu Zecheng did the same, he didn't introduce Wang Xu to the coachman, nor did he introduce the coachman to Wang Xu, but just shouted: "Dachengzi, quickly move things in for Boss Wang, this is a big boss, specializing in antique business, and the reward is indispensable for you." ”

The coachman named Dachengzi nodded and smiled as he carried things inside.

Wang Xu and Yu Zecheng stood at the door, looking at the busy Dachengzi, Lao Yu said in a low voice: "Your situation, only me and Shopkeeper Qiu know, and we will not let others get involved." In addition, Shopkeeper Qiu asked me to ask you, do you do the grain business? ”

"Grain?" Wang Xu shook his head slightly, he could get this thing, but it was too troublesome, a ton of grain was not worth a gold bar, and he didn't make much money from exhaustion.

"I don't do the grain business, I make a small profit, I have a lot of trouble, I can't help you."

"That's it!"

Yu Zecheng was a little disappointed, and said in a low voice: "In terms of the base, there is a severe shortage of grain and salt, and the autumn shopkeeper is under great pressure. As you know, our base area in Jizhong is in the Japanese-occupied area, and many things are not easy to handle. ”

"Last time I said there was a shortage of weapons, this time I said there was a shortage of salt, what do you not lack?" Wang Xu was also helpless and asked rhetorically.

Yu Zecheng smiled awkwardly, in the base area, every stone is useful, and there is really nothing that is not lacking.

As soon as Wang Xu saw his expression, he knew that his question was very stupid, and shook his head and said: "I am convinced, I don't have food, do you want salt?" ”

Salt is different from grain, one ton of grain is not enough for a thousand-person team to eat for three days.

Conversely, one ton of salt, if you save money, is enough for a thousand-strong brigade to eat for a year.

Wang Xu felt that he was a little tired, and it was still okay to get a ton or two of salt, so he should support the Anti-Japanese War.

As for food, forget it, he doesn't want to be a full-time man, and he can't afford to meet the needs of the Jizhong base area.