12dz Chapter 646 You and the Pig Are a Good Match
Chapter 646 You and the Pig Are a Good Match
In the far northeast, within the sphere of influence of the so-called Manchukuo established by the Japanese devils, Gao Dashan was hanging around near the Zhalantun railway station.
"Wild ginseng, freshly dug wild ginseng!"
Gao Dashan was wandering around singing at the top of his voice, while Zhou Baozhong, the commander of the Northeast Independent Brigade, was squatting beside him, watching his hard work.
"Dashan, Dashan, stop yelling! I can tell from ten meters away that those two small dried radishes you're holding are real. Is there anyone who would buy them? I'm lucky I didn't treat you as a liar and beat you up!"
Gao Dashan chuckled and squatted beside Zhou Baozhong.
"Hey, it's not your fault that we can't dig up wild ginseng. Now we can't even get into the Japanese's foreign business! How long will it take us to buy food on the black market?"
Zhou Baozhong rolled his eyes at Gao Dashan. Could it be that wild ginseng is so easy to dig? Can you easily dig out a thousand-year-old ginseng?
However, he felt overwhelmed when he thought about the dozen or so boxes of fried rice that the Independent Column had donated.
At the beginning, he patted his chest and promised Wang Meng that as long as the money was in place, he would spend the money even if he had to work like a slave!
It’s hard to make money, but how hard can it be to spend money?
However, in that era, it was really difficult to spend the mountains of money without any connections.
"Dashan, I heard that our brothers in the north have already exceeded their mission targets?"
"Yeah, I heard they are extremely rich now. They eat mutton skewers every day, and even the bowls and chopsticks they use for eating are made of silver!"
"Boast! Eating mutton every day? And the bowls and chopsticks are made of silver? I don't think they can even afford to eat the butcher's meal!"
After Zhou Baozhong finished speaking, his stomach started to growl. Although he couldn't spend the bundles of money, he could still spend the money for the next restaurant, right?
Zhou Baozhong took Gao Dashan and walked to the largest Northeastern restaurant in Zhalantun.
"Dashan, it's my treat, don't fight with me!"
"Okay, everyone knows you, you just want to spend the money you have, right?"
Zhou Baozhong laughed loudly, this is really the trouble of rich people!
When he arrived at the restaurant, Zhou Baozhong ordered a chicken stewed with mushrooms, a braised pork elbow, some pig-killing dishes, and blood sausage. In short, he ordered a whole table full of dishes.
"Boss, can we finish all this?"
The waiter saw that the two men were not dressed properly, had fierce looks on their faces, and had ordered such a large table of dishes, so he thought they were probably going to dine and free.
"Hey, what's it to you? I'll eat half and throw away the other half!"
Zhou Baozhong gently lifted a corner, took out a few large bills with a snap, and threw them on the table.
"Except for what you ordered just now, you can order the rest. As long as you can serve me well, the rest will be your reward!"
When the waiter saw the colorful bills, he suddenly seemed like a different person, nodding and bowing like a big yellow dog from the next village.
"Okay, I'll serve you two some peanuts, and the food will be here soon!"
The waiter finished his speech and was about to leave when he was pulled back by Gao Dashan.
"Wait, stop!"
"What's wrong, sirs?"
"what did you just say?"
The waiter has been thinking about this excuse for seventeen or eighteen years, and nothing has gone wrong. Why did he make these two gentlemen unhappy?
“Peanuts?”
"wrong!"
"Meal?"
"Yes, food!"
"What happened to the food?"
"We are here to eat meat and drink wine, why should we eat rice? We have long given up the bad habit of eating staple food! Are you cursing?"
The waiter didn't expect that this sentence would offend the two gentlemen, and he slapped himself in the face immediately.
"Oh, look at my stinky mouth! I will never serve you two staple foods!"
Gao Dashan and Zhou Baozhong looked at each other and were amused by each other's arrogant and domineering behavior.
They just don't believe it and are making such a fuss. How can someone without any connections come to chat with them?
The sauerkraut and blood sausage were served, with a charcoal stove underneath, bubbling. The aroma of the blood sausage and the sour taste of the sauerkraut were very appetizing.
"Dashan, throw in those two thousand-year-old ginsengs of yours? You have plenty at home anyway, so give them to us today to replenish our body!"
Gao Dashan raised his hand lightly, and two "thousand-year-old ginsengs" slid into the pot with a "swishing" sound. Then he stirred it and the two ginsengs completely disappeared into the pot.
"Okay, don't make your nose bleed from doing that later!"
The two of them had been performing for such a long time that they were actually a little hungry. Under the envious eyes of the diners, they picked up pieces of blood sausage and put them into their mouths.
After I had taken two bites, a middle-aged man in a suit and round-framed glasses came over with a glass of wine and sat down on a long bench nearby, acting like a familiar figure.
Gao Dashan and Zhou Baozhong looked at each other. Could it be that a fish has been caught?
"Who are you? Who told you to sit here?"
"Exactly, what came uninvited? It was a big yellow dog, hahaha!"
"idiot!"
The middle-aged man in a suit was not angry, but the young man with a flat head behind him cursed.
Japanese people?
Gao Dashan and Zhou Baozhong both reached for the pistols in their pockets, ready to run away at any time.
“Please don’t mind if you both introduce yourself. I’m Xichuan Guangkou from the South Manchuria Railway. I’m mainly responsible for some food-related work in the company.
Just now I saw you two casually throw the priceless wild ginseng into the pot. I couldn't help but sigh. You two have such courage to combine the most noble medicinal materials with the most ordinary ingredients. Wonderful, wonderful!"
Gao Dashan never expected that the Japanese would find so many reasons behind his simple and low-key way of showing off his wealth.
This little Japanese guy is really an expert at carving on shit!
"You're welcome, Xichuan Taijun! It's not as mysterious as you say. It's just that there is a legend in my hometown that this pig is the smartest animal in the world.
They treat the people who feed them as slaves, and enjoy a life of having everything provided for them, unlike other animals who have to sleep in the open and get shot from time to time.
When these pigs have enjoyed enough, they are stabbed in the neck and die without any pain, or they suffer for a short while and then die. Isn't this better than living in pain for decades?
So, this smartest animal, paired with the most nourishing medicinal herbs, complements each other very well! "
Gao Dashan was talking a lot of nonsense, which actually made Xichuan Guangkou Fox stunned and nodded frequently.
"Yoshi, I see. That's really something I've learned! Let me toast to you guys!"
Gao Dashan and Zhou Baozhong didn't bother holding their glasses, they just picked up the wine glasses and clinked them with Xichuan Guangkou's, then drank them all in one gulp.
"Xichuan Taijun, since we are so destined to meet, please don't be disgusted. Take your bowl and chopsticks and enjoy this delicious meal with us!"
"Can I really do that? Would it be too abrupt?"
"No, this pig is for you. You and it are a perfect match!"