Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Nothing happened that night, and the next day, Xu San got up on time as usual, following his biological clock.

When Xu San got up, he saw that Huan Ji had also gotten up.

Yawning, Xu San asked, "Not asleep?"

"I'm asleep!" Huanji replied.

Xu San got up and changed his clothes. "I'm going to practice a set of boxing moves. If you're sleepy, you can sleep a little longer."

Huanji was touched to receive such rare concern from Xu San.

While practicing boxing in the courtyard, Xu San was a little puzzled. Didn't the Eighth Route Army take action yesterday?

You have to understand that Chuliang is the Japanese army's grain depot. Why didn't they take action yesterday when there was such a good opportunity?

After finishing a set of punches, Xu Sancai slapped his forehead and remembered.

During the second phase of the Hundred Regiments campaign, Chu's grain had already been robbed once.

That time, they moved everything clean, leaving not even a mouse for the Japanese.

Even if several months have passed and the autumn harvest has gone by, the granaries probably won't have much grain left.

Besides, attacking a county town is no child's play; not everyone is Li Yunlong.

After wandering around the Kurosaki Regiment's base, I found that none of the guys who drank too much yesterday had gotten up yet; they were all still hungover.

So he continued wandering around, and although he made some discoveries, none of them were of great value.

And so it went on until noon, when those commanders who had drunk too much the day before finally got up.

This time, I didn't drink any more; I just had a working lunch.

Then, like Yamamoto, Kurosaki also requested to meet with Xu San alone.

Having learned from Yamamoto's experience, Xu San guessed that Kurosaki's request would be similar to Yamamoto's. Sure enough, Kurosaki also took out a few small yellow croakers.

It's much less than Yamamoto's; it seems this old bastard isn't as greedy as Yamamoto.

Um.
Xu San thought about it and realized that Kurosaki was actually quite unlucky.

The gunpowder depot was first bombed by the New First Regiment, and later the grain depot was emptied.

These two major mistakes were enough for him to commit seppuku, but the old man is still alive and well, and even has money to spare.

"Mr. Xu, I have another request this time." After handing over the small yellow fish, Kurosaki suddenly became polite and even started referring to himself as "this humble one".

"Lord Kurosaki, please feel free to ask for anything. I will do my best to help if it is within my power!" Xu San was good at saying polite things, but as for whether he would actually do it, he basically wouldn't.

"I have a son named Kurosaki Ittō, who is passionate about swordsmanship. I hope Mr. Xu will..."

Xu San waved his hand, "I don't know swordsmanship!"

"No, no~~" Kurosawa quickly added, "I heard from Yamamoto-kun that you are on good terms with the Yagyu family, and I just hope that you can introduce me to them."

"This...shouldn't be a problem!" Xu San agreed on the surface, but in reality, he had no intention of doing it at all.

Upon hearing Kurosawa's words, Xu San knew that Yamamoto hadn't revealed his true identity; otherwise, he wouldn't be worshipping the Yagyu family, but rather himself.

Kurosawa then took out another piece of paper with his home address written on it.

Xu San glanced at it and then put it away.

After chatting idly until the afternoon, Kurosawa arranged for a car to take Xu San to the train station.

As the train started moving, Xu San closed the door to his compartment. After Huan Ji finished packing her luggage, she spoke up, "I didn't expect them to trust you so much?"

"I don't know what's so charming about me!" Xu San said casually. "Maybe things aren't going well back home right now, and they only approached me because I'm the best of a bad bunch." (End of Chapter)