"Brother, please come here."

The little dog legs lead the way, and Cao Hong and Qiaoer followed leisurely with their hands in the back. As the power of the client entered the development of the certificate, the masters they took had been transferred back to the main plane for research and cloning. Cao Hong, who took down the Axe Gang and had the All-round Cultivator to charge and slowly expanded the results of the battle, finally had time to realize his promise to the woman - accompany her to go shopping!

Of course, Cao Hong, who has a different identity now and has a native younger brother in this plane, would naturally call someone who often hangs on the street to be a tour guide.

Now, he is walking towards a small restaurant under his guidance.

This kid is not tall and looks like a eunuch in front of Cao Hong. No one takes him seriously. Unexpectedly, he keeps glaring at him when he enters the restaurant, and looks quite imposing.

"Hehehe! Why are you standing there? The two eyes under your eyebrows are venting their anger? Didn't you see our elder brother coming in? Hurry up! He drove out the private room inside and cleaned it up carefully. If our elder brother is a little dissatisfied, hum! The axe can't spare you!"

The little man hummed and shouted, and even the waiter was a little stunned at all times. In the end, the shopkeeper's eyes were sharp. He recognized the little man and hurried out to respond.

The shopkeeper came over to greet him, and Cao Hong was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he stood there and whispered to Qiaoer.

The little man lay on his ear and said something. He trembled immediately, looked at Cao Hong with fear, and immediately asked Cao Hong inside.

The little man pushed him aside and led the way in front of him, saying:

"Brother, don't look at this store inconspicuous. There is No. 1 in the three or five streets of the concession. It is said that the ancestors of this family were the imperial chefs who cooked for Qianlong. They passed down several delicious dishes at home, and the first dish of golden roasted lamb is a unique dish! This is what you, if someone else comes and wants to eat this dish, you have to make it at least a month ago!"

Cao Hong smiled, glanced at the little man and said, "What's your name?"

"Brother, I'm lazy!"

"Okay, Alao, you brought the place, and you said it. If the golden roasted lamb from this family cannot satisfy the wife, be careful I will send you down to preach." Cao Hong touched Qiaoer's baby-slick little hand and said, "If you have punishment, you will reward. Today, if you can let your wife say something good, I will not only reward you for five hundred oceans, but also promote you!"

"Thank you for your promotion!" Alan was overjoyed and directly thanked the reward.

Qiaoer laughed and said, "You have confidence, so let me see what the hell is here!"

The skill of speaking has been arranged inside.

Turning the screen, a small private room with an elegant decoration appeared in front of you. Not only were there flowers and trees inside, but there were also some porcelain and ancient books on the shelves around it. It was not clear whether it was worth it, but it looked a bit old. It was said that it was a private room in a hotel, but it was more like the study room of a wealthy family.

Cao Hong nodded, and this place satisfies him.

The two sat down, and Alan introduced how the store became famous, while familiarly taking out a teapot and tea bowl from below and pouring two cups of hot tea.

Cao Hong is also a big brother in modern times. Although there are not many scenes of the big brother serving him, he has never experienced it. He knows that the rules are very good at this time, so he said that Alan did not sit down once, so he stopped mentioning it.

The two sides had similar numbers. After spraying for a long time, they consumed a lot of physical strength. The time for the next move was naturally reduced. In fact, from getting bigger to finding that they were evenly matched, no one could gain the upper hand, and in total, there was less than ten minutes. Then both sides said a few nonsense, "Wait for death!" and "I won't spare you next time", and each supported the wounded, and dispersed before the black and white skins of the concession policeman appeared in sight.

"So the original territorial grabbing is like this!" Qiao'er pursed her lips: "Why does it feel a bit like when I went to the countryside before and saw two villages fighting for water sources!"

"Hi Madam! You are a wealthy man, I don't know!" Alan sighed and said, "We are much more cruel than this when we fight in the countryside. It's absolutely impossible to calculate if we don't die a few people! It's just a joke to get it!"

Cao Hong was slightly ashamed and wondered if he was a machine gun and a bomber again, was he too ahead of time?

Just as I was thinking, I heard slogans coming from afar.

"…Japanese imperialism is undead to destroy me!"

“…Down with Japanese imperialism!”

“…”

Qiaoer looked around curiously and saw a student in a classic style of a writer in the Republic of China, with more than 20 students in various clothes shouting and walking towards this side. Many onlookers, real and fake patriots, followed behind, watching the fun or shouting.

After a while, the little eyes walked over, jumped onto the opposite stairs, turned around to face the masses, regardless of whether someone listened or not, and he started to be enthusiastic and generous when he lifted the flag.

This is a street speech with the characteristics of the Republic of China?

Cao Hong was very interested. In his impression, there should be more of these things in Beijing, but he didn't expect that there were many in Shanghai. Could it be that they were some activists of the party? No, it should be called the proletarian revolutionary party at this time.

"Comrades! This is the land that gave birth to us and raised us! Here is my closest parents and lovers, and this is our China! But now! It is a China that is bullied by willfulness! The China that countless people are filled with tears, deeply loved, but cannot love! If we continue to be numb, then soon even a motherland that can be loved will be gone!..."

His little eyes waved his arms rhythmically, and his expression was excited. His face turned red due to the passion. The wool scarf on his neck was also swung from his shoulders because of the excessive gestures. One end was shook from his shoulders and hung to his waist. His face was full of pain, and he couldn't say anything about his pain, and he was mixed with hatred. This kind of heartfelt speech was very touching.

Soon someone below echoed loudly, shining with the speakers above, with tears in their eyes.

Cao Hong didn't know how different this plane was from the real historical plane, but after listening to it for a few minutes, the only conclusion he came to was too naive.

Like the students of that era in reality, they were full of passion and had no idea of ​​the right direction. They thought they had no idea of ​​the complexity of war. In short, it was the limitation of their eyes.

But it is undeniable that his speech is indeed very contagious.

Looking up at Qiao'er in front of her, Cao Hong smiled faintly when he saw that she seemed to be interested but not empathetic.

Let’s have a meal. What’s the point of being sad about the troubled times of the Republic of China in other people’s planes?

Cao Hong picked up the chopsticks and ordered the tabletop, and said, "A lazi, pass on the food!"

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Chapter completed!