Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 140

Get on the car and ask the dumplings to get off the car for noodles. The next day, Xu San left home after eating the dumplings made by Ma Cuilan.

On the spur of the moment, he took out two boxes of canned beef from his bag and handed it over, "Sister-in-law, I think Xiaomeizi has lost weight in the past two days. Here are two boxes of canned beef. Let her try it out."

Ma Cuilan was not polite, and took the can of beef, "Thank you brother."

The little girl also looked greedy, staring at the canned food intently, "Thank you uncle."

Xu San smiled lovingly and ruffled her hair, "At home, you must listen to your mother's words, and don't harm things."

The little girl nodded like a little pecking rice, but at the moment her mind was completely on the canned beef. She was thinking, what does the beef in that tin box taste like?

After flipping through the bag, Xu San took out a few more pages of paper, "This is a practice problem, or addition and subtraction, let her do a few every day."

Ma Cuilan took it over with a smile, as if she was waiting for this thing, "Okay!"

The little girl looked at her homework and then at the canned beef. She seemed to think that there was a price to pay for delicious canned beef.
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Zhengtai Road, also Zhengtai Road.

It is a railway running from east to west, from Taiyuan to Shimen. It was built in 04. It is the earliest railway in western Shanxi. It was originally planned to be built from Zhengding County, Yi Province to Taiyuan, so it was named.Later, due to the difficulty of building a bridge through the Hutuo River, it was changed to Shimen.

When Xu San and his party arrived at Shanghu Town Station, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was approaching dusk.

This is the first time Xu San saw a train station in this era.

It is very small, so small that there is only one house, only about [-] square meters.

Although the station is small, at least there is a room to keep out the wind, so that you won't sleep in the open while waiting for the bus.

But Xu San knew that if it wasn't because Shanghu Town was close to the railway, there might not even be such a small station.

On both sides of the station, at a distance of about 600 meters, there is a blockhouse. One of them has not been capped yet. It seems that the progress is not very fast, and the construction is crooked.

Not only the gun towers, but also the density of devil soldiers patrolling along Zhengtai Road, at least that's what they saw along the way.

Think about it, no wonder Zhao Gang said that when he broke through the blockade of Zhengtai Road, he would use a county brigade to cover it.

Turning around and looking at Herosaki and Akagi, he wondered if the two of them wanted to break through Zhengtai Road, would they need to cover it?
The answer is no. Although the ghost patrols are intensive, there is still a chance to break through if you wait patiently.

The Eighth Route Army still lacks training, perhaps because they dare not train.

Lack of food and clothing, and blindly strengthen training, can only use up oneself.

However, the devil's life is not easy, the supply line is so long, in addition to Type A troops, there are also special forces like Yamamoto, life is not easy.

Both the enemy and us are still short of food!
The railway in front of me is winding and winding, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance. In five months, the Hundred Regiments War will start from this railway.

The small ticket gate was sealed with an iron fence, and an old man about 50 years old was sitting inside, taking a nap. Looking at the clothes, he was wearing a very ordinary gown, like a Chinese.

Xu San went over and knocked on the window, but the old man didn't respond.

After knocking vigorously again, the old man raised his drooping eyelids, "Who, where are you going?" After looking at the clothes of Xu San and the others, the old man drooped his eyelids again, "You need a good citizenship certificate to buy a ticket."

Good citizen certificate, hehe, real-name registration is required in this era of love.

"I don't have a good citizenship certificate, but a passport is okay!" Xu San said and threw the fake passport into the window.

The old man didn't know this thing, but seeing the crooked Japanese on it still cheered him up.

"Are you?" The old man stood up, bent over, with an apologetic smile on his face.

"I am Edogawa Conan, a reporter from the Empire. Are you blind? Don't you know the words on the passport?" Xu San reprimanded loudly.

"The little one can't read! Please also invite Taijun Haihan."

"What kind of tickets are you selling if you don't know how to read? Hurry up, three tickets are too far away!" Xu San urged, throwing a military ticket.

"Hi, wait a moment!" The old man put away the military ticket, typed three tickets, and handed them out along the window.

There were more than two hours before the train arrived at the station, Xu San and the others did not chat, but just sat on the long bench in the waiting room and dozed off.

Looking through the window, the old man saw the three of them taking a nap, so he stretched his head and asked, "Taijun, do you want to come inside? There's a stove inside."

Xu San closed his eyes and shook his hands, continued to close his eyes and meditate, practicing Qijue. After all, practicing this kind of thing is like sailing against the current, if you don’t advance, you will retreat. If you are not as good as a warrior in facing difficulties and obstacles, you can’t face your own inner demons. To progress and refine one's own energy.

Well, that's how it's written in novels.

However, Xu San felt that the novels were all deceitful, and he could not feel any progress in his cultivation, at least he felt that he was still at the first-level entry stage.

The time of cultivation will always pass unknowingly, hazy, like a dream.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu San was pulled out of his cultivation state by a loud voice, and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It was already past six o'clock, and an hour had passed before he knew it.

It seems that practice is really a good way to pass the time.

Rubbing his neck, he looked up at the newcomers.

Seeing this, Xu San was delighted.

Because of knowing!

There were a total of four people who came, all men.

Two students, the other two should be housekeepers and bodyguards!
Looking at each other, Qin Wanli was taken aback, and then immediately turned his head, pretending not to recognize him.

Just kidding, why is this dog traitor here.

His own butler followed suit, if he knew that he was going to drink wine and then go back to make small reports, then his pocket money for the past six months would have to be halved at least!
Qin Wanli looked at Song Chunlin and told him with his eyes, "Pretend not to know that traitor."

Song Chunlin understood, he and Qin Wanli turned around together, leaving Xu San a back view.

These two buddies are quite funny, but Xu San doesn't intend to joke with them, since you pretend you don't know me, then don't know me.

In order not to embarrass the children, he said to Akagi-kun in Japanese: "We will leave too far tomorrow afternoon, do you know what arrangements Akagi-kun has during this period?"

Chi Mu thought for a while, "If there is nothing else, I want to go to the bookstore tomorrow morning and find some books about Chinese medicine."

"I didn't expect Mr. Chimu to be interested in Chinese medicine." Xu San asked curiously.

"Traditional Chinese medicine is extensive and profound, and I like it very much. I learned Chinese language at the beginning to understand Chinese medical skills. Unfortunately, Chinese medical books are too profound, and I can't understand them at all." Akagi said ashamedly.

"Hehe, Akagi-kun is from Western medicine, right?"

"Hi!"

"Don't say it's you, even if it's me, reading ancient Chinese medicine books is like reading a heavenly book. Let's go together tomorrow, but I'm just looking for a few novels. After all, the next journey will take about two or three days. It’s just too boring to do.”

(End of this chapter)