Chapter 142: Zhang Zuolin’s makeup reconnaissance record!

Standing next to Xu Sanduo were Zhang Zuolin and his fifth wife who came to Daqing in makeup to step on the plates!

Zhang Zuolin had been a soldier all his life. When he saw such a good soldier like Xu Sanduo, he felt very happy and wanted to recruit him into his army.

So I took out a silver dollar directly from my pocket

"Come! I’m treating you today! You can eat any watermelon here."

But the fifth aunt was so smart, she looked around and immediately lowered her voice and said

"Master, don’t show your wealth in vain! We are now ordinary people going to the city to visit relatives."

Zhang Zuolin shuddered!

Damn it. After being a commander for so many years, he almost forgot that he was now a disguised detective!

He immediately put away the silver coins and took out three more copper plates.

"Old man, tea and watermelon for three people."

It's just that he didn't notice at all that the old melon seller waving a fan on the side had already stared at him.

The old man smiled and said:"Brother, your accent doesn't sound like us from Songjiang. Where are you from? What does Daqing do?"

Zhang Zuolin was stunned and subconsciously wanted to answer.

However, other tea patrons in the tea shed laughed out loud.

"Old Liu Tou, you caught a spy and took a banner, now everyone looks like a spy!"

"That is, how can we have so many spies in Daqing!"

When it comes to spies, Zhang Zuolin and Wu Yitai's hearts beat twice.

Damn it!

We are really spies! Fortunately,

180, they are old people in the world, and they didn't even look at each other. They immediately became calm. Feng Qing asked

"Why, is there a spy in Daqing?"

A few tea-drinking guests nearby nodded.

"No, a few Japanese spies sneaked into Daqing with guns half a month ago, and they happened to pass through Lao Liutou’s melon field!"

"Our old Liu Tou directly called the police and caught them all!"

"Look, there is a banner written by our young marshal on this melon shed!"

Zhang Zuolin was stunned and immediately looked up.

Sure enough!

There is really a triangular banner hanging on the melon shed.

This is the word!

Zhang Zuolin didn't recognize it.

Fortunately, the fifth aunt read it out immediately

"Liu Tianming, a resident of Honggang District, is hereby commended for his meritorious service in reporting spy infiltration!"

At this time, many illiterate tea guests laughed.

"It turns out that your real name, Old Liu Tou, is Liu Tianming!"

"By the way, show off your medals too!"

"Go! Go! Go! Stop making noise!"Being praised by so many people, Lao Liutou also blushed with embarrassment. He walked to the melon pile and picked out a good big melon and broke it in half. He handed it to Zhang Zuolin and Xu Sanduo.

"Come! Taste whether my melon is sweet or not!"

At this moment."

Squeak" - there was another sound of braking of a Jiefang truck.

Dozens of soldiers in military uniforms jumped out of the truck.

They walked to the melon shed.

This time (daff), Zhang Zuolin subconsciously touched his waist.

He has seen too many soldiers and bandits. With so many soldiers coming over, they are afraid that they will snatch away all the watermelons in the melon shed.

Then he will have to say something.

"I don't even pay for restaurants in the city, let alone eating a few of your broken watermelons!"

But the next second,

I saw the leading soldier respectfully taking out a wad of colorful banknotes.

"Uncle, this is a military coupon! Buy twenty watermelons!"

Old Liu Tou waved his hands hurriedly: The troops are building roads and bridges for us. It's too late for us to thank you, so how can we take your money?

"Come on, come on! I'll help you pick the melons, which are guaranteed to be sweet and tangy!"

But the next second, the soldiers stopped.

"Uncle Liu, if you don’t accept the money, we won’t even dare to buy this melon!"

"We are disciplined, we do not take advantage of the masses, we do fair business and cannot buy or sell by force."

"Yes, yes, if you don't accept the money, we guys will have to be detained for at least seven days."

While pushing and shouting, the group of soldiers threw down a stack of military coupons and fled as if they were fleeing.

When passing by Xu Sanduo, several non-commissioned officers were stunned.

"Huh! Big man, do you want it?...."

"I'm not a soldier!"Xu Sanduo has learned to answer quickly!

Watching the truck leave.

Zhang Zuolin looked at Old Liu Tou

"Are these the young marshal's soldiers? Do they all have car seats?"

Lao Liutou smiled:"Not only is there this big truck, but the night before yesterday when the troops were training, dozens of tanks rolled over the road! That’s called spectacular!"

"Yeah! Some tanks can even spit fire!"

Tank?

This inscription also has a tank!

His grandma's!

Zhang Zuolin's mouth twitched.

"Good on you Zhang Xueming! You have trained such a powerful army, and yet you still complain to me about your poverty!"

"Damn it, I will beat you to death this time!"

He threw the half-eaten melon on the ground.

"Walk! fifth aunt...Forehead! Yajun'er, let's go to the city!"(To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

But the next second.

A woman with a red armband rushed over.

"Throwing scraps of peel and confetti will force you to clean the road for half an hour!"

"Grandma’s! I am...Woohoo!"Halfway through Zhang Zuolin's scolding, his fifth concubine covered his mouth.

She hurriedly apologized:"We'll sweep it now, we'll sweep it now!"

As he said this, before Zhang Zuolin could scold him any more, he took a broom and started sweeping the streets.

Half an hour later,

Zhang Zuolin, Fifth Aunt Tai, and Xu Sanduo set foot on the road to Daqing again.

"Damn it, the boundaries in Xueming are too strict. There are penalties for throwing things and spitting. Damn it, you don't keep to the right to pay the penalty!"

"When my grandmother sees him, I have to punish him to stand in a military posture!"

Who would have thought that this young marshal and his father would scan the streets for half an hour before he entered the city.

Moreover, there was a purple stamp on his palm.

People said that the stamp will take three days to fall off.

If within these three days , If you make another mistake, you will be sent to a labor camp.

Damn it, even Zhang Zuolin, an old army ruffian, can't help but restrain himself a lot!

But the fifth aunt covered her mouth and snickered.

"Let us learn from this: This is to govern the people with the same method as the army!"

"Look at how organized the road is!"

Zhang Zuolin looked up and observed for a while, and couldn't help but nod.

In Fengtian, no matter whether they are passers-by or the mules and horses of the caravan, they all urinate and defecate everywhere, and the whole city smells bad.

But here.

Zhang Zuolin saw that even his mother was pulling goods Most horses hang a bamboo basket behind their butts for fear of horse dung falling to the ground.

"They say you have no control over heaven and earth, but not about shit or farts!"

"This Daqing is so awesome, he doesn’t even care about shit!"

But Zhang Zuolin also saw clearly that there are toilets every one or two miles on the road, with men on the left and women on the right. Everyone can find a resting place after walking a little bit. There are people selling food, drinks and resting inside. Small bench.

The name is quite strange. What is the service area called? Isn't this the former teahouse?

"Clean up some new words! Zhang

Zuolin complained while moving forward.

When he reached the edge of Daqing city, he suddenly stopped.

In front of him, he saw countless chimneys standing, and the roar of machinery was deafening.

The streets were bustling with pedestrians. Countless workers coming off work seemed to have opened the gate. It was like a tidal wave after that.

The sounds of grocery shopping, bargaining, and the roar of machinery mixed together.

It burst out with great vitality.

Because of Zhang Xueming’s monthly wages and allowances!

The workers had money in their hands, and the surrounding Farmers in villages and counties have discovered business opportunities.

After work every day, small farmers' markets will appear at the entrances of various factories.

Workers with spare money are also happy to buy some fresh vegetables, chicken, duck, and fish to improve their food.

This is something Zhang Zuolin, a warlord, has never He had never seen an industrial society before.

He felt as if he had entered a strange world.

Although Fengtian City was the provincial capital, the people in the city were gray-faced. Many people were malnourished and disheveled. There were starving beggars on the roadside.

And in Here, the workers and the people are all beaming with joy, and their faces are flesh-colored.

Everyone is full of passion, as if they have endless energy.

"Evil! It’s really crazy!"

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