Liang Jian: I have a canteen

The wind from the river blew towards the Magic City with a sense of desolation.

It blew up Xu San's clothes and the woman's skirt.

Xu San leaned on the railing and looked at the passers-by on the shore, lamenting the sadness of this era and feeling helpless for the Chinese people in this era.

After an unknown amount of time, the soldier told Xu San that the warehouse officer could see him.

He took out a few dollars in military bills, stuffed them into the soldier's pocket, and smiled kindly, "Thank you, please lead the way."

After crossing the checkpoint and arriving at the warehouse, the first thing that catches your eye is the single hole that has been worn down by time.

Seeing these single holes that have not been repaired, Xu San couldn't help but wonder how fierce the battle was back then and how brave the soldiers were.

Unfortunately, no matter how brave he is, it has little impact on the overall battle situation.

What we get in return may be just a little help from the international community.

does it worth?
Xu San couldn't give an answer. In this era, the truth and the answer are often not that important.

I felt very depressed, and my steps became heavier as well.

The heavy sound made the soldier leading the way inexplicably nervous, and his pace quickened a lot.

Deep inside the warehouse, in a small brick house, Xu San met the warehouse manager, Ichiro Yasuda.

After the soldier introduced him, Xu San immediately handed over a business card, "My name is Edogawa Conan, nice to meet you, Mr. Yasuda."

Yasuda Ichiro took the business card, took a look at it, and muttered in a low voice, "A reporter from the Asahi Shimbun, and the general manager of Kasuga Flower Co., Ltd."

"Reporter is my main job. Kasuga Kasuga is just a company I created casually. Currently, there is only one employee besides me."

"Haha, Mr. Edogawa is really honest." Ichiro Yasuda said with a smile, but his accent changed to that of Osaka.

"Haha~" Xu San also laughed, it turned out that this was a fellow villager.

When fellow villagers meet, their eyes are filled with tears. Even the Japanese will feel close to them when they hear their hometown accent.

The two did not talk about business, but about some of the things they had seen in Daban. Xu San could only talk about it casually.

Fortunately, he knew all of this history, and the rest was all fabricated.

After chatting for a while, Ichiro Yasuda's face darkened and he said, "I never thought that civilians in the country would have such a hard time!"

"We are better off in Daban. After all, many people come out to do business and can help their families make some money."

Ichiro Yasuda nodded, his expression softening a bit, "Hey, yeah! After all, we have the 4th Division!"

The 4th Division is the very famous Osaka Division.

It is a Type A division of the Japanese army.

Despite their first-rate equipment and excellent training, according to Japanese military historians, their actual combat capability was not strong because half of their time was spent on business.

In fact, this statement is wrong, because in the later Pacific War, they did beat the Americans badly, and they fought several battles at that time very bravely.

Looking back now, I guess the Americans were beaten because they didn't do business properly with others and tried to play dirty.

We are all from the same community, so naturally there are no taboos.

The word "hawker division" has become a compliment to these two people.

Xu San doesn't have much talent for business, but he is very knowledgeable when it comes to theory.

It didn't take much of a sentence for him to fool this fake fellow villager, and they even agreed to do business together after the war was over.

"Mr. Conan, I just heard you say that the sanitary napkins that are popular in Shanghai now are your work?" asked Ichiro Yasuda.

"That's right! It's right down there."

"Is this the reason you came here to look for the warehouse?" Ichiro Yasuda asked.

"Indeed! I want to rent a small warehouse here to facilitate exports to the country. After all, our women also need care." (End of this chapter)