Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 98 Expense Reimbursement
Yamamoto Special Forces training ground.

Xu San once again completed the training subjects of the Yamamoto Special Forces.

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improved greatly.

"clap clap"

Yoshino, who was in charge of timing, clapped his hands, "You have made great progress. I never thought that you could improve so much in just two days."

Xu San ran to Yoshino: "Taijun Yoshino, why don't we round up the time and count it as 8 minutes?"

"Why?" Yoshino asked curiously.

"Didn't Mr. Yamamoto say that? If my time is up to 8 minutes, will you reward me with 100 oceans?"

"Hehe." Yoshino laughed, and it was exactly as the Colonel said, this kid is still thinking about the money!
"It's okay, I won't say it out, how about the 100 oceans and the two of us adding up to five, and fifty for one person?" Xu San leaned over and said in a low voice.

After hearing Xu San's words, Yoshino smiled strangely: "Okay!"

Uh.
it is good?
Isn't this Yoshino Yamamoto's confidant?

How could it be possible to join forces with me to exploit Yamamoto's money?

Just when Xu San was wondering, Yoshino took out a (100) Dayang letter from his pocket, and a handful of Dayang pieces.

He unwrapped the paper, counted 50 of them, put them in his pocket, and handed over the rest to Xu San.

Xu San took it in doubt, and counted it, 68 yuan!
68-50 18 =
It's all right, even the public relations fee that I falsely reported was reported.

Then, Yoshino handed over a document and a pen, and Xu San glanced at it, it was the reimbursement voucher.

The employment fee is 100 silver dollars, and the public relations fee is 18 silver dollars.

However, the format of this certificate is quite simple, and it seems that only Yamamoto's signature is required.

"The approval process is too simple, and it's easy to embezzle public funds!" Xu San said in a low voice, but it was in Chinese, which Yoshino didn't understand.

"Here!" Xu San handed the signed reimbursement voucher to Yoshino.

"Baga, what are you signing for? Edogawa Conan? Isn't your name Xu San?!" Yoshino yelled at Xu San angrily, shaking the gun in his hand.

Xu San didn't care about Yoshino's yelling: "I'm going to join the Dongying nationality sooner or later, so I thought of a name for myself a long time ago. How about Yoshino-kun, does it sound good?"

"Re-sign, write your Huaxia name!"

"Okay, okay, rewrite, Edogawa Conan sounds so good, I don't know anything at all!" Xu San muttered in a low voice, and signed his name again.

Yoshino took the certificate and left, Xu San bumped the more than 60 oceans in his hand, thinking, what kind of medicine does Yamamoto sell?

Why give me 100 oceans?
This amount of money is really a little unclear!
But let Yoshino Keng go 50, which is a bit disturbing.

Find the medical soldier Akagi, the sniper Kurosaki, the grenadier and cook Yuzhu, and divide them into three oceans.

The three of them also happily accepted. After all, the three of them had spent the longest time fleeing together and cooperated for the longest time. They also knew about Xu San's false report of expenses.

Even when dealing with devils, Xu San still maintains the same style of dealing with things that the later generations have.

There are many lines through a devil. These are all old subordinates of Yamamoto, and they may be able to provide some important information at any time.

After saying a few words casually, Akagi finally proposed to go to Xu San's house for dinner in a few days.

At first, some devils were still refusing, but when they heard that Xu San's family had matsutake, they immediately agreed, and among them, Yu Zhu was a little eager to try and cook for himself.

It seemed that the devils were still very persistent in matsutake. Xu San was thinking whether to use the power of the county brigade to monopolize the surrounding matsutake market, or else this special resource would be robbed by the devils, and he would have no advantage here.

This time Xu San came out from Yamamoto's station on a motorcycle, with a sidecar. Unexpectedly, he said it just as a joke, and Yoshino agreed.

Another unexpected thing, Yamamoto's intentions are becoming more and more incomprehensible to people.

There are too few means of transportation in this era. Although horses are easy to get, Xu San can't ride or raise them.

It is much more convenient to have a motorcycle now. I no longer need to use my legs to measure it like before. I hope that the gas fee can also be reported.

If you can't report it, gasoline is not considered a control, and it is easy to buy with the identity of a puppet army.

Riding a motorcycle, he first went to the puppet army garrison, and reported the military uniform damage by the way, then showed off, and then kicked the accelerator, and drove back to Ping'an City.

It was approaching evening again, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky red, and Xu San rode a motorcycle into Ping'an City under the reflection of the blood-red sunset.

I have to say that the car is really useful. Not only did Xu San drive into the city in a big way, but the guards even saluted him.

No way, military card!
The treatment is the same if you have a car or if you don't have a car. No wonder so many people like to drive a good car.

Motorcycles are also extremely eye-catching on safe streets.

Those who didn't know thought it was the devils who came, but after seeing it, wasn't this Xu San, a dog traitor and puppet army?
The common people looked at Xu San with envy, jealousy, seldom spat, and most of them said three to four, maybe the motorcycle was too noisy, and Xu San never heard anyone call him a traitor again.

It is estimated that when the traitors become bigger and stronger, the people will not dare to scold them.

In order to push the car into the yard, Xu San deliberately removed the threshold of his own house.

The sound of "beep beep" attracted the peeping of the little girl next door.

She lay on the top of the wall and stared blankly for a long time before she realized that the bald head below was Uncle Xu San.

"Uncle, where's your hair?" The little girl asked curiously.

"Three thousand threads of trouble, one cut can solve a thousand worries." Xu San stared into the distance with deep eyes.

The little girl blinked her eyes and looked at the shiny bald head. Although she didn't know what Xu San was talking about, it sounded interesting, "Uncle Xu San, catch me!" Then she jumped down.

"You are getting more and more crazy. You can jump on such a high courtyard wall. You really believe in your uncle." Xu San caught the little girl, couldn't help nagging, then stretched out his hand to pat her head, The little girl happily stretched out her little hand to touch Xu San's bald head, "It's so slippery, so the bald head looks like this!"

After stroking Xu San's bald head, the little girl jumped off Xu San's body, ran straight to the side of the motorcycle, and started the bear child's journey of exploration.

This is the first time she has seen this kind of large toy, so she has not let go of every detail.

Xu San watched from the side, although the possibility of kicking the car with the body of a little girl is extremely low, but you still have to be careful, because brats are usually omnipotent.

After turning around the motorcycle twice, the little girl started to get started, touched the pedals, touched the wheels, then raised her hand to grab the handlebar and shake it a few times, twist it twice, "Uncle, this is What?"

"Motorcycle!" Xu San replied.

"I've seen carriages and donkey carts, and they're bigger than yours."

"It's different. Horse carts and donkey carts are all pulled, but this cart is kicked, and it will run away as soon as you kick it."

The bear boy was indeed a bear boy, he kicked the motorcycle just after hearing Xu San's words, "Uncle, why doesn't he run away?"

"Your kicking posture is wrong!"

"Then how do you kick?" The little girl was eager to try, and she had the intention of changing her position and kicking again.

"He is tired today, shall we kick again tomorrow?"

"Okay, can I sit on it then?"

"Why not, just sit wherever you want."

Xu San was very spoiled by the child, he let the little girl play whenever she wanted, put the little girl in the sidecar, and then pushed the motorcycle around the yard.

"Oh, oh, let's drive, let's go~" The little girl stood in the back of the car and regarded herself as a handlebar.

(End of this chapter)