Chapter 7 Impersonation
Gangsters are not afraid of the public because they are ruthless.However, when they encountered a group of wounded soldiers who were more ruthless than them, they were also ill.

The other gang members immediately fled with a few injured people.

The wounded did not pursue.

The wounded soldier with the pistol came outside the Tobacco Hotel and shouted, "Daniu, open the door."

The door opened a crack and a head stuck out.

This man is the cripple who got into a fight with the buddy.

Seeing the company commander coming, the cripple opened the door immediately.

"Company commander, there are a lot of alcohol and tobacco in this store. Enough for the brothers to smoke."

The company commander went in and turned around, nodded: "This place is not bad. From now on, the military will control it."

The people outside shook their heads and left one after another.

One of the people caught in the crowd is the leader of the gang.

We can't beat them, these 20 people are armed with guns and can kill us at any time.

Forget it, Liu Laosan did it once.

My head hurts!That was cigarettes and alcohol worth thousands of French coins. Now, it is given away, but it has not yet been favored.

Looking for the police?
Isn't it a joke for gangsters to call the police?

Also, is it useful for the police to come?The police are also afraid of wounding soldiers. They have died once, so they are not afraid of death.Besides, they have contributed to the country, and the police can't do anything to them.

Just as the gang leader left sadly, Zhou Lin entered Zhangshu Street.

With the wounded soldiers making troubles to attract attention, many outsiders were attracted to the street.These people are here to watch the fun.

Therefore, Zhou Lin's appearance did not attract the attention of others.

Of course, there were still a few people who looked at him, and they turned their heads away after seeing him, and didn't pursue it seriously.

Zhou Lin came to a shop with "Shen Kee Butcher's Shop" hanging on it, looked at the signboard, and walked into the shop.

In the store, there is a meat board made of a big tree with a small half of pork on it.

On the top of the meat board, there is a row of iron hooks, hanging a pig's head and two pig's feet.

Behind the meat board stood a fat man with big ears.

The man was about 30 years old, and he held a butcher's knife in his hand.

Zhou Lin felt that if someone misbehaved, the meat knife would cut him down.

When the man saw Zhou Lin coming, he didn't say hello.

He just stood there and looked at Zhou Lin quietly.

Zhou Lin walked up to the butcher slowly, and asked softly, "How do you sell this meat?"

The butcher rolled his eyes and said, "Those who don't sell meat, please go out."

Zhou Lin was curious: "How do you know I don't buy meat?"

"I know everyone who lives on this street. People from outside don't know how to buy meat."

"Why don't people from outside buy meat?"

"There are butchers on every street, and they won't look far away. Besides, there is a butcher's shop just outside our street. With that butcher's shop, no outsiders come here to buy meat."

Zhou Lin slapped his hands: "Mister's deduction is very clever. Just like Wei Qianguo."

Wei Qianli was born in the late Qing Dynasty.

Because of his profound attainments in metaphysics, during the period of the Republic of China, together with Yuan Shushan and Xu Lewu, he was called the three masters of numerology in Shanghai.

During his life, he had predicted the fate of many well-known political figures, including Chiang Kai-shek of the current Republic of China government.

The butcher was taken aback, and immediately replied: "I'm not like Wei Qianguo. I like Agatha Christie."

Agatha Christie's works are very characteristic in layout and plot.As soon as the book was opened, it was full of doubts and strange things happened one after another, which made readers confused and curious.Reading Christie's works is full of climaxes, which makes readers want to stop. When they stare at her closely, they can't guess what medicine is sold in Christie's gourd.When the reader is a little negligent, she will surprise you.

Zhou Lin uttered the secret signal, which caught the butcher by surprise.But he immediately reacted and answered the code.

Zhou Lin continued: "If we talk about novels, I like Tang Huan."

The butcher met the last code word: "Tang Huan likes little women."

These codes and connection methods!Zhou Lin obtained it in Sato's memory through backtracking.

After matching the code, the butcher came out and looked outside the house.

Especially looking at the cigarette shop in the distance.I found that no one was paying attention here, so I was relieved.

The butcher bolted the shop door.

Zhou Lin asked: "If you close the door, will it attract the attention of interested people?"

The butcher replied: "I have to take a nap for an hour every day at this time. I often close the door. It is abnormal if I don't close the door."

Zhou Lin nodded, realizing that people should not be judged only by appearance.

Like the fat man in front of him, who would have thought that his heart would be so thin.

After locking the door, the butcher led Zhou Lin into the inner courtyard.

As soon as he entered the inner courtyard, Zhou Lin could smell the aroma of meat.

Zhou Lin knew what it was, but pretended not to know, and asked, "What are you doing? Is it so fragrant?"

The butcher said: "This is a special dish in Shanghai, pork in sauce."

Sauce pork is made of pork belly with uniform fat and leanness as the main material and marinated with more than 20 kinds of spices.Sauce pork is fresh and tender, has a unique taste, and is rich in nutritional value, and is deeply loved by the public.

Here at the butcher, there are sauced pig feet, sauced pork, and sauced skeletons.

People at this time do not pay as much attention to health preservation as people in the future market, and they especially like to eat meat.

The butcher took out two pig feet, a piece of pork, and several skeletons.

The pig's feet are not cut, the pork is sliced, and the skeleton is placed directly on the basin.

"According to local conditions, I sell meat, so I invite you to eat pork."

The butcher took out a bottle of Shanghai Baijiu, took out two small bowls, poured a bowl of wine for Zhou Lin, and then poured it for himself.

The two sat at the table, facing each other.

The butcher raised his wine bowl: "Come, drink."

Zhou Lin took a big gulp and didn't react at all.

The butcher looked at Zhou Lin in surprise: "You look like you came from the northeast."

Zhou Lin took another sip and said, "It's the northern area, not the northeast. I came from Qingdao. Last time, all the people sent in died, so we were transferred here."

The butcher nodded: "I heard that spies are caught every day. I guess the loss is not small."

"Of course it's not small, otherwise it wouldn't wake you up."

Zhou Lin took out a cigarette case and handed one to the butcher.

The outside of this cigarette box is a cigarette box from Shanghai Tobacco.But inside the cigarette box, there are Japanese cigarettes.

The butcher held the cigarette and didn't light it right away, but put the cigarette on his nose and sniffed it slowly.

"I can smell the breath of my hometown from this shredded tobacco."

Zhou Lin immediately sat upright and asked, "Are you from Kyushu?"

Kyushu is the place where most tobacco leaves are produced in Japan.

The butcher shook his head, picked up the cigarette, lit it and took a puff.

With this mouthful, he directly swallowed it into his stomach, and it took a long time for the smoke to come out of his nose.

This is one hell of a smoker!Zhou Lin smoked and vomited at the same time, leaving no smoke in his stomach.If he was allowed to smoke like this, he would definitely choke to death.

The butcher took three puffs in a row, then looked at Zhou Lin and said, "My family is in Shikoku."

(End of this chapter)

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