Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 338 About Number 73

Speaking of clothes, Xu San seems to think of sailor suits, which is the JK, sailor suits that are talked about by later generations.

Xu San actually had two sets, and gave one set to Xiao Hong, but the other set was still in the warehouse.

"Is your school uniform a sailor suit?"

"Sailor suit?" Wang Zhenzhen asked suspiciously.

Speaking of the sailor suit, Xu San immediately showed his LSP demeanor, turned over and began to describe the appearance of the sailor suit.

After listening to Wang Zhenzhen's words, there was longing in her eyes, and she seemed to like the sailor suit Xu San described very much.

However, his eyes soon dimmed, "The school uniforms are Chinese style, imitated university uniforms, not the sailor uniforms that the teacher said, do you mean that all the students in Dongying are dressed like that?"

"No, but many schools have changed. At the earliest, it was Kyoto Heian Women's College, then Fukuoka Women's College, and then followed suit. Of course, there is also the implementation of the military department here."

"Is the military involved in the matter of school uniforms?"

"Well, this." Xu San frowned, thinking about what to say.

Seeing that Xu San hesitated to speak, Wang Zhenzhen said, "If the teacher is in a difficult situation, then it goes without saying."

"In fact, it's nothing. During the Westernization Movement, traditional kimonos and hakamas were gradually abandoned, and male students gradually changed into "Xuelan" uniforms with stand-up collars, which were basically the same as military uniforms at that time. It was also a good idea to give military uniforms to students. A symbol of martial spirit." Speaking of this, Xu San paused, and then continued: "But there were no special uniforms for female soldiers to wear for female students at that time? So some people chose sailor uniforms!"

"It turned out to be like this. The teacher is really knowledgeable, and he knows so much."

"I'm a reporter, so it's only natural that I know these miscellaneous things." Xu San said lightly, what he said was just knowledge that can be found everywhere on the Internet in later generations.

However, he was still relieved that the traitor school could maintain the Chinese school uniform, but he still felt a little awkward looking at Wang Zhenzhen wearing a kimono.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was almost five o'clock, the sun was already westward, and the time scheduled for his plan was getting closer and closer.

Continue to change the posture, the tatami is not supported, it is really uncomfortable to sit on.

"By the way, did Miss Huaze send someone over?" Xu San asked casually.

"Not yet, but Ms. Huaze has always handled things safely, so there shouldn't be any problems."

It's like not answering.

Forget it, I can't seem too anxious.

So Xu San pretended not to care and asked, "Do you know where those Chinese women come from?"

Wang Zhenzhen shook her head, "Black Star will act very domineeringly in Taiyuan, but the woman Guitian lost to the teacher should not be from Taiyuan, I guess."

"Speak directly, don't be shy, well, just treat it as an interview."

"Interview." When Wang Zhenzhen heard this word, she seemed even more afraid to say it.

Xu San waited for a long time, but did not wait for Wang Zhenzhen's next words.

Sighing softly, "Hey, let's talk about something else, does No. 73 know?"

"Know!"

"How about the woman inside?" Xu San showed a smile.

"It should be good." Wang Zhenzhen's tone was not sure, it seemed that she only knew the name, not the situation inside.

"Have you never gone in?" Xu San stared at Wang Zhenzhen and asked.

Wang Zhenzhen nodded, "I only know that it's very high class, women like me can't get in."

"Then what kind of woman can go in?"

Wang Zhenzhen shook her head, and then said, "There is a membership system, and the guests who come and go there are all dignitaries from Japan."

"Then do you know how long Hall 73 has been open?"

Wang Zhenzhen thought for a while, "It's been about two years. Is the teacher interested in the women in it?"

Xu San pouted and said, "Of course I'm interested. I'm a reporter, and I've always been interested in strange things."

"The background of No. 73 is very deep, much bigger than that of No. 52." Wang Zhenzhen looked at Xu San, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, "I advise the teacher not to inquire too much about the background of No. 73 clubhouse."

"Is there something to say here? Or do you know something?"

"Actually, it's not a secret. About half a month ago, a Japanese businessman got drunk and wanted to force his way into No. 73, but he was beaten up by the guards at the door. After he was dragged inside, that Japanese man disappeared. gone."

Wouldn't even the Japanese people be spared?
It seems that this No. 73 really has a bit of sense, no wonder the Taoist leader took the trouble to ask me to spy on him.

Xu San smacked his mouth, looking very unwilling, "Then how about I ask Ms. Huaze to introduce me?"

"Hmm." Wang Zhenzhen pondered for a moment, "Maybe it's okay, but I don't think Ms. Huaze will introduce you."

"Why?" Xu San asked curiously.

"How can you push your own guests to other houses, and I think Miss Huaze values ​​you very much, don't you let her down?"

"Are you sure you're fancy, aren't you?" Xu San asked with a smirk.

Wang Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Xu San was saying.

"Forget it, I look at you as a little girl, but I can't see the way in it, so let me ask you, do you know Miss Huaze's age?"

"It should be 26 years old." Wang Zhenzhen replied.

That sister Hua is almost there.

Xu San stroked her chin, thinking about how to continue to build a relationship with Hua Ze, because she felt that if she wanted to enter Hall 73, she had to start from her.

Xu San used to think about letting Li Si go to visit at night, but then he abandoned this idea.

Because he felt that it was too far away, these underground workers should have had this idea long ago, and they had taken action.

Chatting casually with Wang Zhenzhen, consciously or not, prying here and there for information about the clubhouse and Huaze.

Before I knew it, the sky darkened.

Wang Zhenzhen looked outside at the soon-to-be-dark sky, "What would you like to have for dinner, teacher?"

"Just eat a bowl of noodles. Jinxi's noodles taste pretty good."

"Then I'll tell the chef to make arrangements." Wang Zhenzhen wanted to stand up as she spoke, but was pushed down by Xu San.

"You bring these servants from home, don't let them come tomorrow."

"Is it because the teacher thinks their hands are clumsy and unclean?"

Xu San shook his head, "No, I need to be clean when writing manuscripts, and I can't afford so many servants here."

"But."

Xu San waved his hand, "I know this is what your father meant. I will meet him when I finish my work, um. Tell him, this is a home visit."

"Home visit?" Wang Zhenzhen chewed on this unfamiliar vocabulary, and looked at Xu San begging for an answer.

"Does that mean the teacher is going to your house for dinner?" Xu San patted Wang Zhenzhen on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's go, teacher invites you to eat noodles."

(End of this chapter)