Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Chapter 225 The Effect of Four Big Fat Pigs

Xiaowangzhuang was brightly lit at night and the people were all in high spirits. They had a very good impression of the army that treated them to meat as soon as they arrived.

In fact, Wang Zheng, the head of Xiaowang Village, was a little scared at first, but suddenly a group of soldiers came and

And he stayed there and refused to leave, which made him feel fearful instinctively, and the villagers naturally felt the same way.

They kept their doors closed during the day, fearing that soldiers would break into their houses, bully them, and steal their limited food supplies.

It just so happened that Zhou Qianli had a lot of dealings with the people.

Although I came here, in this era, all people in the world are the same. As long as you don't bully them and treat them nicely, they will naturally treat you as a family member.

It was precisely this requirement that the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army could not fulfill, the town officials could not fulfill, and the landlords were even more unable to fulfill it.

Therefore, the people here live a hard life and live cautiously, for fear of getting into trouble.

This was the situation when Gu Changfeng and his party first arrived during the day. Zhou Qianli personally came to the village and gave the village chief some gifts.

And they promised not to harass them, which made the village chief feel a little relieved.

Wang Zheng, who felt a little relieved, didn't know that something would happen in the afternoon that would make him even more relieved.

Four big fat pigs were pulled into the village, making a group of soldiers dance with joy. Then Zhou Qianli personally ran to Wang Zheng and told him that they would eat together in the evening.

Wang Zheng instinctively refused such a good thing. It was not that he didn't want to eat it, but that he didn't dare.

In his mind, if anyone told others that a soldier treated the civilians to meat, people would laugh their heads off.

However, Zhou Qianli repeatedly invited Wang Zheng and told him that it should be considered as rent for staying in their village, so Wang Zheng reluctantly agreed.

In those days when one liter of grain was worth a life, the people of Xiaowangzhuang never dreamed that one day they would actually be able to eat meat.

And it was the soldiers who treated us, which was quite unusual.

"Uncle Wang, you really didn't lie to us. There is really meat to eat?" he asked, looking at the woman in her forties.

"The Sihai family, the official told me personally that they would treat the entire village to meat tonight. How could that be false?"

Wang Zheng stroked the small mustache on the corner of his mouth, and a smile spread across his wrinkled face.

In fact, he had just gone to see it. Pigs were being cut up by soldiers, and the plump meat made him greedy at the first sight.

It has been a long time since he last ate meat. It seemed like it was ten years ago when there was finally a good harvest, and he gritted his teeth and went to the town to sell grain in exchange for half a pound of meat, right?

Wang Zheng couldn't remember what meat tasted like. These past few years, he was either collecting grain or taxes, and he was lucky to be able to survive.

How can I pray so much...

"Okay, Sihai family, they're treating us to meat, we can't just sit around and do nothing."

"We'll move the tables, chairs, and benches out later. Go and help. Don't let people think we farmers don't have any manners."

Wang Zheng didn't say to take out the food at home. In fact, every family was so poor that they could only afford to eat. How could they have any good food?

"Okay, I'll go right away." Hearing Wang Zheng's urging, Sihai's wife happily walked into the house and called for help.

Wang Zheng ignored her and started to notify the next family one by one.

Winter nights always come early, and it is completely dark at 6 o'clock.

In the open space of the village, rows of empty tables have been set up.

Above the fire, the fat and big bones stewed in a big pot filled the whole village with fragrance.

Children from unknown families in the village were running around happily, adding a lot of joyful atmosphere to the village.

"Ergou, don't run around. Be careful not to bump into the big pot." Wang Zheng reminded.

Gu Changfeng liked this feeling very much. It was peaceful, tranquil and satisfying.

"Old Zhou, I think some things need to be more formal. Our military appearance and discipline still need to be clearly written out, and brothers must be familiar with them."

Hearing Gu Changfeng's sudden words, Zhou Qianli looked at the people in front of him and nodded.

"I'll sort this out. Actually, it's still not standardized and clear enough. What are your comments?"

Gu Changfeng thought for a moment and whispered, "You know the Eighteenth Route Army, right? They're the ones that were surrounded and suppressed by the bald guy before."

Zhou Qianli frowned and looked at Gu Changfeng with confusion in his eyes.

He did not have a good impression of the Eighth Route Army and the Red Party. They were both synonymous with poverty and backwardness, and were even poorer than his own army.

Who wouldn’t feel poor when seeing three or five people unable to even get a gun together?

Looking at Zhou Qianli's expression, Gu Changfeng shook his head and said:

"Old Zhou, you're falling behind. Have you heard of the Pingxingguan victory? It was won by the 18th Route Army. They are now regular troops."

He felt that this kind of atmosphere should not be allowed to continue. Sooner or later, he would have to deal with them in Jin-Cha-Ji, and it was really unacceptable to have such ambiguity.

"I've heard of this. I was wondering what our military discipline has to do with the 18th Route Army. Do you think..."

Zhou Qianli was a little surprised.

You know, under the deliberate propaganda of the bald man, the Red Party was somewhat demonized.

Of course, this will be a honeymoon period for cooperation between the two parties, and these misunderstandings will naturally be eliminated.

Gu Changfeng smiled and said, "Don't think too badly of them. Once you get to know them, you'll know that they are a group of people with firm beliefs."

Zhou Qianli asked hesitantly, "Have you ever been with them?"

"Haha!" Gu Changfeng laughed. It was a good thing that he came from the future.

"Let's not talk about this, let's talk about military discipline."

"They have a lot of say in this area, so you can look it up and use it as a reference when writing. It doesn't have to be all the same."

"The main thing is that I have to go out tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow I have to lead a team to cause trouble for the Japanese. Otherwise, I can make the plan."

Zhou Qianli nodded slightly, thought for a moment and said, "I'll go take a look first."

He didn't agree either, mainly because he didn't understand the situation. When it comes to treating his soldiers, military discipline must be tailored to local conditions.

"By the way, has there been any news from the special forces? How are they doing?" Gu Changfeng thought of the system points and couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Qianli became excited when talking about this, and said with a smile: "They just sent a message this afternoon and are ready to come."

Zhao Ziqing didn't say much in his telegram. He only talked about the capture and the reunion, and didn't mention a word about being chased by the Japanese.

So Zhou Qianli was still quite looking forward to it. He had always returned with a full load before, so he naturally hoped for the same this time.

"Since we're ready to come, let's talk about it when we get here. Don't stop here either."

"Rest for two days, and then continue the recruit training."

Gu Changfeng didn't plan to bring everyone with him when he went out. About five or six hundred people would be enough.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements."

Gu Changfeng now completely regarded Zhou Qianli as the political commissar, and almost everything was assigned to him.

Zhou Qianli's steady personality makes him a perfect fit for this task.

It turned out that in this era, neither the people nor the soldiers had any resistance to meat.

Put a few pieces of fat pork on the white rice, and then pour a spoonful of soup on it. It’s full and the feeling is even happier than the Chinese New Year.

Gu Changfeng only paid a few pigs and some rice, but he won the love of the people of Xiaowangzhuang. It must be said that it was worth it.

The people no longer feared them, and their eyes were filled with kindness.

The satisfying night eventually passed. People wished it could be like this every day, but of course it was undoubtedly a luxury at this time.

But what they didn't know was that Gu Changfeng's arrival with the team would have a huge impact on their future...