Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Actually, there was no other way but to give the seeds and Su Yuan to He Yong.

Xu San really couldn't find anyone more suitable than him.

The saying goes, "choosing the best among the worst," meaning that among a large number of scoundrels, only one passable candidate can be selected.

Now, unless He Yong is particularly stupid, he should be able to understand what I said.

The office temperature was still quite high, and Xu San was already feeling a bit sweaty.

He put down the hot water cup, leaned back in his chair, and then reached out to untie a hole in his shirt. "It's almost Chinese New Year, what kind of perks are you planning for the brothers?"

"Two catties of meat and ten catties of flour for each person! That's all. I was originally planning to get two catties of cotton for each of the brothers, but the Japanese intercepted it," He Yong said with a hint of resentment.

"Is it Yamamoto?" Xu San asked.

“No!” He Yong said, “It was a junior officer named San Tiao or something, who was detained on the way. I asked around, but I couldn’t get him back.”

Although Xu San hadn't been in the Fifth Battalion for very long, he had laid a solid foundation, so the Fifth Battalion had some money in its accounts.

Although He Yong didn't prepare many New Year's goods, in this chaotic era, they were quite good.

Xu San shook his head and didn't say anything more. He reached out and picked up a package, unwrapping it layer by layer until a pile of vegetables was revealed.

Eggplant, peppers, tomatoes, and a small amount of cucumber.

He Yong took one look and walked over, exclaiming, "This is good stuff!"

He picked up a cucumber, put it in his mouth without washing it, and started eating it with a "crunch, crunch" sound.

He spoke after eating half of it, "There's also a greenhouse over at the cement factory. I heard you got it set up. They grow vegetables there too."

As he spoke, he took another bite of cucumber. "Damn it, those Japanese treat those vegetables like they're guarding the Communist Party. My soldiers chase them away with whips if they get too close." "Who's going to manage the greenhouses? Maybe they'll manage them themselves?"

He Yong finished off a cucumber in a few bites, then glanced at the remaining food in the package and couldn't bear to eat any more. "They grew it themselves, damn it, Yuanyuan taught them all those winter vegetable-growing skills. What an ingrate."

"Fine, if that's the case, I won't let Yuanyuan go there." Xu San was also in a bad mood. "I'll have Thomas set up a shed here at the camp headquarters, just for us to eat in."

"That's great, I'll arrange for someone to go right away."

"It's not too late to wait, a little while won't make a difference. Remember to choose the right people, so that when the shed is set up, it will be just in time for the lean season in early spring."

"It's so good to have you here!" He Yong exclaimed sincerely. "What a pity, alas..."

"Why are you being so dramatic, you big men? It's not like we're not coming back," Xu San comforted him.

He Yong nodded, picked up his coat from the clothes rack, and said, "Come on, come with me to walk through our Fifth Battalion again."

Xu San smiled faintly. Although He Yong was a scoundrel, he now saw that this guy was also a man of character.

He Yong didn't mention Xu San's intention to retire; he simply showed Xu San the current spirit and demeanor of the Fifth Battalion.

Because of the money, the Fifth Battalion expanded its recruitment and is now at full strength with nearly 500 men.

After deducting the more than 200 people who have missions, there are still more than 200 people in the Fifth Battalion's camp.

After looking around, the puppet troops all seemed to be in good spirits.

If they surrender, they are a team that can be immediately deployed for battle.

He Yong quickly led Xu San through the inspection and then returned to his office. (End of Chapter)