Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 39
Snatch the bone from the dog's mouth.

No!He snatched the gold from Chen Changhai.

"According to the market price, it should be [-] oceans, but who will make Mr. Mishima look good? The rest will be considered as a tip for us." Xu San said.

"Tip?" Chen Changhai asked, he didn't understand the new term that came out of Xu San's mouth.

"It's just a reward." Xu San explained.

"Is there any reward for working for Taijun?"

"Of course, don't you see who the Lord is?"

"That's, that's, who is your third master?" Chen Changhai flattered, but his eyes kept staring at the gold in Xu San's hand.

"Don't look at it. I'll change it when I go back to the city. Our two brothers are twenty each."

"Don't tell me, third master, if you go to the bank to change it, you will get forty. I will find someone to change it, and we can get two more."

The exchange of small yellow croakers by banks or banks is generally based on market conditions, but because gold is a hard currency and its size is small, the ratio of private exchange is higher, so Chen Changhai, who is greedy for money, wants to find someone to exchange privately.

"Come on, it's still bank insurance, and the black market is not guaranteed." Xu San put away the little yellow croaker, and did not intend to give Chen Changhai another chance to ink.

At night, the talkie vibrated, but there was no sound after it was connected, only three long and one short percussion sounds.

This is the signal that Xu San and Li Si agreed in advance, which means they are safe and sound.

Something was on his mind and it was difficult to fall asleep. Xu San lay on the bed and recalled the devil's stronghold. He felt that although he just watched it for a while, he always felt that something was wrong?
Tossing and turning, unable to sleep, recalling specific details.

After much deliberation, he sat up suddenly, slapped his head, and cried out inwardly: "Obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

In Xu San's memory, the entire Jibutougou stronghold was built too neatly, from the simple houses to the tents, as well as the fortifications, and the guards on guard, all neatly and symmetrically.

Although the barracks are required to be neat, there will be problems if they are too neat.

Xu San rubbed his chin, thinking, if the squadron leader really has obsessive-compulsive disorder, maybe he can take advantage of it.

A somewhat pungent scent came from the top of his head, and he stretched out his hand to scratch it, it was oily.

Counting the time, it has been almost ten hours since the hair wax was applied to the hair.

According to the description, it is almost past the expiration date.

Although it is still a little time-sensitive, Xu San doesn't intend to let it get tired of it.

Turned over to the ground, fetched water, boiled water, after tossing and tossing, Chen Changhai, who was sleeping like a dead pig, was also made a fuss.

Sitting on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, he rubbed his eyes, "Master, why aren't you sleeping?"

"Wash your hair, this pomade won't wash off, it will get greasy on your hair."

The stool on which the water basin was placed was a bit short, and Xu Sanmao's waist was a bit wide. Chen Changhai, who was very discerning, saw this opportunity to flatter all at once. He pulled his clothes from the side and put them on his body, jumped off the bed, "I'll come, Third Master, you just need to lie down."

"Okay." Xu San was not polite, why not use a traitor to serve him?
So Xu San lay on the bed, moved his body, and exposed his head from the head of the bed.

This pose is really nostalgic, but it's a pity that Chen Changhai is not a woman.

Chen Changhai had already brought the stool and water basin to the bed, reached out and splashed water on Xu San's head: "Master, is the water hot?"

"That's fine, it's good, Brother Chen, your technique is very good."

"It turned out that I was a barber. Later, I cut my braids and joined the Zhongyang Army after losing my livelihood. Hey~~ after several years of defeats, the last regiment was captured as a whole, and then it became like this." Chen Changhai's tone was a little low, as if he was sighing over the unbearable past.

"Have you ever won a battle?" Xu San asked.

"No, I thought about it at first, but then I didn't even dare to think about it."

He rubbed two handfuls of Xu San's hair, put the pomade on his nose and smelled it: "Master, this pomade is not bad, it smells really good!"

While speaking, Chen Changhai rubbed his head with his hands full of pomade, and stroked it, "The effect is also good, much stronger than the ones I used before."

"That's right, this was brought by Taijun Mishima from the mainland of Japan." Xu San responded casually, and he didn't want to use the pomade for others.

"I said, the things made in Dongying are the best!" Chen Changhai continued to flatter, and rubbed on his hair again.

Seeing Chen Changhai's act of taking advantage, Xu San felt an indescribable shock in his heart.

Finally, he simply closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

Chen Changhai's craftsmanship is really good, at least Xu San thinks it's much better than the lady in the shampoo room.

It's a pity that this person's heart is not right.

About half an hour later, Xu San took the towel from Chen Changhai and wiped his face.

What a comfort!

Perhaps it was because Chen Changhai's technique was too good, which made Xu San feel a little compassion, "By the way, Brother Chen, have you ever thought about not being a soldier?"

"No! It's good to be a soldier. Although we can't pay on time, don't we have other benefits? Besides, with your third master here, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive?"

Hey, it's so hard to persuade the damn ghost, this Chen Changhai is rotten at the root.

The next day, early in the morning.

Xu San fetched a basin of water and washed in the yard of the stronghold.

Due to limited conditions, it is impossible to brush your teeth, so you can only rinse your mouth with coarse salt water.

After washing, Xu San took a basin and sprinkled the water in the corner of the yard. After a while, the water froze into a thin layer of ice.

Xu San tried the "Qi Practicing Jue" given by Li Si several times but it didn't work, so he gave up temporarily and continued to practice his military boxing.

After practicing for a while, I saw Chen Changhai limping back from outside the stronghold.

"Yao, Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?" Xu San asked while punching.

"Didn't you pick up a dead rabbit yesterday?"

"Yes!"

"One rabbit has too little meat and I haven't eaten enough. I thought about going out to see if I could pick up another one. As a result, I stepped on the ice as soon as I left the stronghold and ate it."

"ice?"

Xu San was a little puzzled. Although the puppet army was lazy, the area around the stronghold was cleaned up, because the devils might not always come to check.

"Fuck, I don't know who the hell pissed at the door!" Chen Changhai swears, his tongue squirms, and turns around in his mouth, "Bah!"

A mouthful of bloody spit was spit on the ground, along with a front tooth.

Looking at his front teeth, Chen Changhai suddenly became angry, "Damn it, I think those bastards just need to be cleaned up, damn it, let me get up and practice!"

"beep-beep"

A rally whistle called out all the puppet troops in the stronghold.

With an order, Chen Changhai will take a group of puppet troops out for training.

Xu San saw it and quickly stopped him, "Brother Chen, you can't do this, you dragged everyone away, wouldn't this stronghold be empty?"

After Chen Changhai thought about it, it was true, so he picked four and ran out of the stronghold.

But having said that, even though the current Chen Changhai has lost his teeth, his hairstyle is not messy at all.

It can be seen that the pomade produced by this system is really good.

Recall the properties of pomade: after 6 hours, the function will decrease with time, and it will return to zero after 12 hours.

I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but now that I think about it, this pomade still has hidden properties.

It returns to zero after 12 hours, and the longest time limit is 24 hours. This seemingly contradictory introduction hides a secret.

After returning to zero, the effect will continue to decrease!

In other words, Chen Changhai's luck is now negative.

(End of this chapter)