Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

"Boss, do you want to buy millet? Fresh millet is sold cheap!"

Duan Peng looked at Wu Qianli, who was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and asked.

Wu Qianli grabbed a handful of millet and looked at it: "Not bad, it is indeed the best millet."

"Young man, I noticed you just now, have you practiced before?"

Duan Peng was taken aback for a moment: "I couldn't eat before, so I studied with the master for two days."

"Boss, how much do you want these millets?"

Wu Qianli smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand to make an eight sign.

Duan Peng was overjoyed: "Eight bags? Wait a minute, boss, I'll pack them for you now."

Wu Qianli smiled and said, "Young man, I want all the millet you have here, and I don't bargain for the price, but there is one condition, you have to come with me."

Duan Peng was taken aback, and looked at Wu Qianli with some vigilance: "Boss, I am a businessman who does his duty, and we will not do anything illegal."

At this time, Duan Peng was like most people in this era. As long as he could survive, he didn't think about other places at all.

Now that Wu Qianli suddenly appeared, he subconsciously thought that Wu Qianli was the king of the mountain or some wealthy landlord, and wanted to lure him into his gang.

"Shopkeeper, this kid treats you like a king of the mountain." The monk joked with a smile.

Wu Qianli rolled his eyes, patted Duan Peng on the shoulder, and got straight to the point.

"Young man, the army is in chaos, and little devils are rampant everywhere. Is this business doing well?"

"I see you are a practicing family boy, are you interested in fighting devils with me?"

Duan Peng was taken aback for a moment, thinking of Wu Qianli's gesture just now, he instantly understood.

"Boss, are you Eighth Road?"

Wu Qianli nodded, and said in a low voice: "The Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment, Wu Qianli, commander of the Independent Battalion."

"How is it? Brother, are you interested in doing it with me?"

Duan Peng's eyes widened instantly when Wu Qianli reported his family name.

Wu Qianli's name can be said to be known to everyone now, but I didn't expect to see such a character when I bought a millet today.

Seeing Duan Peng's surprised expression, the monk on the side was secretly delighted.

Just when he thought Duan Peng decided to follow Wu Qianli, Duan Peng's words made him a little at a loss.

"Boss, I've heard your name before, and I admire people like you the most in my life."

"To be honest, I, Duan Peng, am also a seven-foot man, and I also want to defend my family and the country, and fight devils in battle."

"But there is still an elderly mother in my family waiting for me to retire. Give me some time. After I finish serving the old mother, I will definitely follow you to fight devils."

In the original book, Duan Peng is a well-known filial son, and Wu Qianli already knew this.

Therefore, Wu Qianli was not surprised by Duan Peng's answer.

"Filial piety comes first, I can understand!" Wu Qianli nodded and said, "Well, I'll give you a suggestion."

"If you want, I can ask our nearby comrades to take your old mother to Feihu Ridge right now, and then you will be able to fight devils and take care of your mother."

"As for the conditions. It must be better than selling millet in the city. I have doctors there, and they are all free."

As soon as Wu Qianli finished speaking, Duan Peng was obviously moved.

It's not that he hasn't thought about resisting the Japanese and fighting the devils, but the main reason is that his old mother is old, and now that his old mother can get proper arrangements, he has no worries.

"Boss, I know your kindness, but my old lady is old, and I'm worried that she will not agree to let her leave her hometown at this time, so I have to go back and discuss this matter with him."

As soon as Duan Peng finished speaking, the monk was obviously a little unhappy.

"Why are you so ignorant of good and evil, just like a bitch."

Wu Qianli was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect the monk to scold directly.

He looked around immediately, and found that many people were looking at them, as if they were watching a good show.

Love to join in the fun, this is the commonality of all people.

Especially in this era, it is not uncommon for buyers and sellers to quarrel over prices.

"Okay, at the price you said, I'll take all of these!"

Wu Qianli quickly said that this made those melon-eating people think that the conflict was over, and they all did what they should do.

"Monk, don't you know where this is? Please keep your voice down."

The monk touched his head in embarrassment: "Shopkeeper, I was wrong."

"It's just that this kid is too aggressive, like a bitch, I couldn't hold back for a while"

"Enough!" Wu Qianli said in a cold voice, "Practice more when we get back."

The monk nodded and stopped talking.

Wu Qianli turned to look at Duan Peng again: "I respect your opinion on this matter. If your wife agrees, you can go to the local militia comrades and tell them about this matter."

"I believe they will assist in sending your old lady to Feihu Ridge."

"Understood, I will discuss it with my mother when I go back."

Wu Qianli nodded, and then took out two oceans from his pocket: "You take these two oceans, you closed the stall today, you can go back."

Duan Peng froze for a moment, seemed to think of something, nodded vigorously, then turned and left.

After a brief exchange, Wu Qianli turned around and left with the monk.

At this time, the time agreed with Chu Yunfei was still early, so Wu Qianli planned to go shopping with the monk in Heyuan County to pass the time.

But at this moment, several puppet soldiers hurried to the gate of the city, and then posted a reward order on the wall.

Out of curiosity, the two immediately surrounded them.

Seeing the portrait, the monk immediately laughed, and whispered in Wu Qianli's ear, "Master, isn't that you?"

Wu Qianli glanced at him angrily, but didn't say anything, but turned to look at the new portrait next to his reward order.

Although the painting is somewhat blurred, the appearance of the person in the portrait can be vaguely recognized.

Wu Qianli was taken aback for a moment, and some impressions suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Shopkeeper, the arrest warrant says that this person's name seems to be Liang Fei. He has killed many devils. He seems to be a hero."

Wu Qianli nodded and patted the monk on the shoulder, indicating that he could leave.

The two turned around, and Wu Qianli thought to himself: This Liang Fei seems to be someone, if there is a chance, see if he can be included in the team!