Siheyuan: Married a female spy at the beginning of 1944

Therefore, He Daqing is a rather special existence in the Tan Mansion.

He and Miss Tan have an employer-employee relationship, not a master-servant relationship.

If He Daqing is unhappy with his job, he can change jobs at any time.

"Don't worry about him. Let's just do our job. As long as we don't make any mistakes, nothing will happen."

"Yeah, that's right, it all depends on your skills. Daqing, I find that you are getting better and better.

With this technique and speed, even Lao Peng and his men on horseback can’t catch up.”

He Daqing's strength and agility have now increased a lot.

Therefore, whether it is knife skills or flipping the wok, he seems to be more proficient than ordinary chefs.

Sometimes, watching He Daqing cutting vegetables and stirring the wok is really pleasing to the eyes.

There is an indescribable rhythm that makes people immersed in it unconsciously.

"Master Wu, please stop praising me. The people coming tonight are from Shanxi, so you need to show your best skills.

Maybe all the dishes I cook are not as satisfying as your hand-rolled noodles. "

"Haha, for rich people, eating is just a decoration, the main thing is to eat the food."

Master Wu said a few humble words and went back to work on his case.

He Daqing also continued to make preparations before cooking.

Liu Guotao was chatting with a servant of the other party on a friendly basis.

"Brother, I think your master must be a very powerful official.

If you are appreciated by the master, can you become an official in the future?"

Liu Guotao's words immediately made the servant fall into a beautiful fantasy.

"Hehe, hehe, it's not impossible. Let me tell you, I know a brother who used to sleep in the same bed with me.

Now they are all battalion commanders. Do you know how high a rank a battalion commander is?

It is said that he manages hundreds of people. If these people pay him 1 yuan a month, he will be rich.

Liu Guotao suddenly felt that this servant seemed to have no knowledge at all, and all he was thinking about was asking the soldiers to pay money.

It's not about eating empty salaries and sucking the blood of soldiers.

"Battalion Commander, this is a really high position. Alas, I would be satisfied if I could be a platoon leader. No, being a squad leader would be fine too.

That's not right. How high of an official must your master be to be able to appoint a battalion commander? Are you bragging?"

The servant snorted excitedly and glanced at Liu Guotao with disdain.

"My master is Commander Jiang of the Fourth Army Group. He has thousands of men under his command. What's the big deal about assigning him a battalion commander?"

After 1940, after the establishment of the Wang Puppet Regime in Nanjing, the North China Puppet Regime was changed to the "North China Political Affairs Committee"

Each department was renamed as "General Administration"

The Ministry of Public Security was renamed the "General Administration of Pacification"

The Security Army was changed to the Pacification Army.

The 4th, 5th, 6th and 7th Army Groups were added, each with three to four regiments.

By 1941, four more army groups were established in North China.

By 1944, there were 11 army groups, with infantry regiments and one infantry training regiment under its command.

The full complement of soldiers in each regiment is 1170, with a total of less than .

"Oh, haha, sorry to have made you laugh, I come from a small place and have never seen the world.

Not to mention the big shots who are in charge of thousands of people, even a battalion commander is a big shot in our place.

Alas, I don't know who is this person, but I can sit at the same table with the master to eat. Do you think we will have this blessing in this life?"

The servant heard what Liu Guotao said.

I immediately said "Pooh"

"You're dreaming. You want to eat at the same table with our master? Why don't you take a piss and look at it.

Everyone who eats with our master is a celebrity or a nobleman. Even if he is the worst, he must be at the level of a group leader.

Just like the one who came today, he is the division commander of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army.

Commander, do you know how many people you are in charge of?"

"How many?"

“More than ten thousand!!”

After chatting with the servant for a while, Liu Guotao returned to the kitchen.

"Master He, is there anything I can help you with?"

He Daqing's preliminary preparations have basically been completed.

He was just waiting for the order to serve the food so he could start cooking.

"That's basically it. Brother Liu is very interested in this customer."

Liu Guotao smiled awkwardly.

"After all, Miss Tan and I just met by chance, so it's okay for me to stay with her temporarily.

You can't always rely on her for food, right?"

This is not what He Daqing meant at all.

He was talking to the servant, and others couldn't hear clearly, but he could hear it clearly.

His hearing, sense of smell, and taste are now much more sensitive than before.

He clearly felt that Liu Guotao seemed to be deliberately trying to find out something.

And it was such a coincidence that he came today.

"That makes sense, young man. It's good to be ambitious. If I get a chance later, I'll put in a few good words for you.

I'm optimistic about you, young man."

The two had just exchanged a few words when they were notified that they could open fire.

He Daqing fried the dishes and put them on plates, while Liu Guotao took the opportunity to serve the dishes.

He took away the servant's job.

After working for nearly two hours, all the dishes were finally ready.

"Master Wu, are our work done? Can we leave now?"

It was already past 9 o'clock in the evening and He Daqing wanted to go home and have a good sleep.

"Wait a little longer. When we see the butler, we'll ask him."

He Daqing found a secluded place, leaned against it, and closed his eyes.

Liu Guotao was serving tea and water to people in the living room, making him look like a servant of the family.

"Brother Xiongfei, do you like today's meal?"

Commander Jiang wiped his mouth with a napkin and asked with a little pride:

"Haha, it's not bad, I find it ok, but you know, I'm a rough guy, I'm used to eating noodles.

I'm not really used to these delicacies from land and sea.

This bowl of noodles still suits my taste. "

Cai Xiongfei did not agree with what Commander Jiang said.

Commander Jiang was not angry after hearing this.

"Brother Xiongfei is really a nostalgic person. I like to deal with people who are nostalgic.

Being nostalgic means that this person is loyal, values ​​his brothers, and will find a way out for his brothers' future.

I wonder what Brother Xiongfei thinks of the war between China and Japan."

Cai Xiongfei simply wiped his mouth with his hand.

"What else can we do? We can keep fighting, from Shanghai to Nanjing, from Nanjing to Chongqing, and if that doesn't work, we can still fight Chengdu.

There is also Lhasa and Urumqi.”

In fact, Cai Xiongfei was not optimistic about the Nationalist government. The fact that he came to Peiping explained a lot of things.

This is something both sides are well aware of.

Now the two of them are just discussing conditions and price.

"Brother Xiongfei, do you have any plans? Are you going to Lhasa or Urumqi with the government?

Besides, Brother Xiongfei is from the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, not the Central Army. Do you think Chiang Kai-shek will care about you when he escapes?

By then, you will have no weapons and no food. Can you still fight the Japanese?

Look at me, my little brother. Ever since I started hanging out with the Japanese, what I eat, drink and use are all better than before.

Don't think that surrendering to the Japanese is an act of betraying your teachers and ancestors.

Let’s not talk about the distant past, let’s just talk about the officials in the Qing Dynasty.

Which one of them is not a betrayal of the teacher and ancestors?

But the result?

Although they recognized the thief as their father, they enjoyed wealth and glory for several generations.

Even after the Qing dynasty was gone, they still acted like masters, and almost nothing has changed.

But what about those who fought to the death? How many people remember them now?

Even if their descendants are still alive in the world, few of them will remember the iron will of their ancestors.

They even curse their ancestors for not surrendering.

Brother Xiongfei, think about it, what is the difference between Japan today and the Qing Dynasty in the past?

How many people are there in Japan? How many people are there in us?

If we wait one or two hundred years, won’t the world belong to us Han people again?

By then, he, the little Japanese, will also have to change his surname to a Chinese one."