Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 58 Medicine

Rain, the thirteenth day of the first lunar month.

The sky was gray and there was no rain, but the clouds were so low that it was hard to breathe.

The puppet army in the stronghold was doing nothing as usual, pushing the Pai Gow to pass the time.

Xu San was not interested in this, so he grabbed a handful of peanuts and went to the yard to breathe.

This is the last day of his shift, and tomorrow is the day to go home and refresh.

However, his heart does not seem to be on this.

Because the puppet army stationed in Ping'an County will start a new round of construction of strongholds and artillery towers ten days later, on March [-]st of the Gregorian calendar.

By that time, not to mention taking a rest, I don't even know that I will have to wait until the year of the monkey to take a vacation.

However, according to the history that Xu San knew, most of these blockhouses and strongholds were built by the surrounding villagers, and the puppet soldiers were just acting as supervisors.

In other words, a new round of recruiting has begun.

He didn't know about the other teams. The task of his team was two gun towers and a stronghold, and the time limit was one month.

The deadline is tight!
Heavy task!
Xu San counted the days, and it will be Qingming in a month.

As the saying goes, Qingming is busy planting wheat, and Qingming is the day when spring wheat is sown in the north.

The devil's calculation was really good. After building the blockhouse, he just went back to farming. This really squeezed the working people of China to the limit.

However, this matter is a major process in history, and Xu San cannot interfere.

All he can do is to make his fellow villagers suffer less from the whip and eat two more corn buns.

Now the snow has begun to melt, the earth has begun to show its true colors, and some strong grasses have also begun to show a little bud.

Chen Changhai's injury has basically healed, but his walking is still a bit weird. He moved from the slant to Xu San's side, and said in a low voice: "Master, do you think there is something wrong with me?"

Xu San turned his head and looked at the unlucky boy carefully. His complexion was rosy and he looked good, "What's wrong? Aren't you fine? I don't think your injury is anything to worry about."

"The injury at the back is almost healed? But at the front," Chen Changhai continued to say to Xu San in an inaudible voice.

Front?

What's wrong with you?
Could it be gonorrhea, syphilis, AIDS?
Thinking of this, Xu San jumped three feet away in fright.

"Third Master, why are you hiding? I'm not sick!" After speaking, Chen Changhai took a step forward.

Xu San took a step back, "I know, people who are sick say they are not sick."

"I'm really not sick! Just."

"Just what?" Xu San asked.

"It's just that that's not working anymore?"

Damn, it turned out to be Yang Wei, I thought it was something like that.

But you can't fucking do it, why did you tell me that I'm not a doctor.

Although Xu San was disgusted, he still patiently asked the reason.

"Third Master, didn't you say I'm false?" Chen Changhai still whispered.

Xu San nodded, I was indeed fooling you that way at the time.

"After I went back, I got some medicine, and then it didn't work!"

"Where did you get the medicine? Didn't I tell you to go to the nursery hall?" Xu San was puzzled. The nursery hall in Ping'an City had a good reputation, so there should be no problem of selling fake medicines and eating dead people.
"Isn't the medicine from Baoyutang too expensive, and he has a background, so we can't use it too strong, so we found one."

What did you find?

Small advertisements on telephone poles?
Is there such a thing these days?

Out of curiosity, Xu San asked, "What kind of medicine did you take? Where did you buy it?"

"That day when I went to Fireworks Lane, there was a young man who looked very fair. When he saw my face, he said I was immoral, and then recommended me the Golden Gun Budao Wan. I took it after I bought it, and it was fine at the time. Then it won’t work.”

Xu San held back his joy, and said to himself, are you unlucky, unlucky, or the expiry date of the wax?
"How many days?" Xu San continued to ask.

"It's been seven days. So far, there's been no reaction at all." Chen Changhai shook his head and sighed, looking as if he was dying.

Xu San looked at his bear appearance, intending to ignore it, but if he didn't, he might be clinging to this unlucky child all the time. He had no choice but to say to Chen Changhai: "You should go to the nursery school to see, people dare to name it like that. , There must be some achievements in this area, don't be reluctant to spend money!"

Xu San had no other choice but to tell him to go to a regular medical institution.

"Okay!" Chen Changhai gritted his teeth, "Tomorrow I'll go to the nursery school, and then go find that little boy, and shoot him down!"

Xu San also echoed fiercely, "Yes, kill him, I'm the most ruthless seller of counterfeit medicine."

He gritted his teeth on what he said, but Xu San felt in his heart that this man was a talent, and that he could turn people into Yang Wei by making fake medicines.

If you have the opportunity to buy some, Yin is still a good choice.

"But that kid is not from the local area, so I'm afraid he has already run away after so many days." Chen Changhai said with a frown.

"How do you know you're not a local?" Xu San asked.

"Listen to the accent!"

"Where is his accent?"

"It seems to be from the Northeast. It speaks very hard, and it feels a bit big tongue."

Big tongue, like Northeast accent, this can't be a little devil, right?

In Xu San's impression, only Dongying people speak Chinese with a blunt tone and a bit of a tongue.

It's just that the little devil pretended to be a Chinese and went to Fireworks Lane to sell fake medicines. What is the purpose of this?
This question is really intriguing.

It won't have any connection with the special army in the Northeast, right?

Xu San is a person who understands history, and he also knows the evil deeds of the little devil.

Since it was medicine, he couldn't help but associate it with that army.

And this association is very relevant.

Therefore, the little pill that Chen Changhai mentioned is like a starting point in the mind map, infinitely extending to many possible disasters.

Xu San stood up and stretched his waist: "Remember to call me when you go, I hate this kind of charlatan the most! And he dared to lie to our men, this is really an old birthday star who eats arsenic and gets tired of living Catch him when the time comes, so that he will know what the three-eyed Lord Ma is!"

After hearing Xu San's words, Chen Changhai immediately smiled, "Okay, with your third master's words, I can rest assured."

To be honest, Chen Changhai really didn't dare to find a place on his own, because these days it's easy to hide from open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows, and if things go wrong, he sails in the gutter.

And with Xu San, the "gun god", sitting in charge, he has three points more confidence.

Pick up the gun and move your hands and feet: "I'm going out for activities, Brother Chen, you don't have to follow, I'll be back in two hours at most."

"Okay, you can do whatever you want, I'll go back and warm the wine right away, and I'll make sure it's just right when you come back!"

(End of this chapter)