Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 304: Southern Jiangxi, Qilu and the Mountains

Southern Jiangxi.

In a small county town.

Early in the morning, before the door was opened, there was a knock on Old Man Liu's door.

"Hey, it's just dawn, why are you here?"

The knock on the door was not urgent, but Old Man Liu did not dare to delay and ran out of the house in a hurry.

The county is now short of supplies, and the grocery store he manages looks unusually desolate.

But only insiders know that this is one of the few places in the county with a complete range of supplies.

He also has important things like western medicine, cloth, cotton and yellow sugar.

Old man Liu is over 50 years old. How could he protect such a huge amount of supplies in such a chaotic world?

Naturally, he cannot hold on to this "hot potato" by himself.

As soon as he opened the door, Old Man Liu saw two tall young men.

A man with a pale complexion, middle-parted hair, and a quiet personality.

A man with a rough face, always smiling, and a body as strong as a bull.

Old Man Liu was a little wary, but he was confident, so he opened the door, looked at the two people and said.

"What can I do for you, brothers? What do you want to buy?"

The man with the rough face chuckled and went straight to the point.

"I heard that the shopkeeper has disaster relief supplies. We have a lot of people over there, so I came here to ask for some."

Old Man Liu was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed tightly, and the shop door was slightly covered.

Obviously, he became suspicious of both people.

Old Man Liu said coldly from behind the door: "You two are from other places, right? I haven't sold any supplies here for a week, especially the relief supplies. These are the rules set by the masters of Shanghai. I can't distribute them casually.

So please go back!"

"Hey! You old man." The rough young man was a little angry.

He was about to continue speaking when he was stopped by the young man with a middle-parted hair next to him.

The young man with a middle part stepped forward and said, "Palace Jade Liquor?"

Old man Liu was stunned for a moment, glanced up and down at the young man with a middle-aged face, and then lowered his voice again and said, "One hundred and eighty per cup!"

The middle-parted young man stepped forward and continued, "How about this wine?"

"Listen to me blowing you!"

Old man Liu clapped his hands in response, then a smile appeared on his face.

"Since you want this Imperial Jade Wine, why don't you tell me earlier? Asking for disaster relief supplies is scary!"

He glanced at the rough young man with some resentment.

The latter scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I just forgot."

Old man Liu exhaled, as if he was still frightened, then looked at the young man with a middle-parted hairline and said, "How many of you want to drink this wine?"

After thinking for a while, the middle-parted young man replied, "For the time being, we need the quantity for 10,000 people. I don't know if you have enough goods here. If not, we can order less."

"The quantity for ten thousand people a month?" Old man Liu smiled and seemed confident.

"Please rest assured, there will be enough of these goods!"

mountain road.

Wei Junming couldn't help feeling a little regretful. He slapped himself and said.

"Look at me, I always talk nonsense. When I got to the place, I forgot the instructions in Bingwen's letter and almost missed the important thing."

As they walked, Xu Kun answered.

"It's not your fault. We didn't know the county was so sensitive before we came here. I guess Bao has put a lot of thought into this batch of supplies."

"Then you say, Bao Guowei is my brother." Wei Junming patted his chest and said.

"With so much supplies this time, our team should be able to solve a large part of the problem. I heard that Bingwen contacted many businessmen and celebrities in Shanghai and sent them over in the name of disaster relief. It was really not easy."

Xu Kun added: "It was only possible to go so smoothly because of the secret support of the Qing Gang and the promotion of several big figures from Jinling."

"I don't care, my brother is awesome!"

Wei Junming said with a chuckle, then he thought of something and couldn't help but sigh.

"I haven't seen Bao Guowei for several months, but I'm still surrounded by news about him, what novels and articles he wrote, what comments some famous writers made about him, and last time he turned the entire Shanghai market upside down."

He said indignantly: "Sure enough, just like in Hangzhou, this kid's pretentiousness is still the same as before!"

After crossing a hillside, the two people entered an inconspicuous path.

Xu Kun thought of something and said.

"Mr. Bao's code sentence is also very interesting. It is easy to say, but no one can guess it."

"Bao Guowei has always had some wonderful ideas." Stopping his pace, Xu Kun looked at a group of young men not far away, who were training enthusiastically with simple and shabby clothes and determined expressions on their faces.

He murmured, "We should also work hard and not fall behind."

"Then you say, I'll give this list to the captain, he will definitely be very happy to see the supplies."

Wei Junming waved the list in his hand.

"When I come back, we'll continue practicing bayonet fighting!"

But then I heard Xu Kun say.

"Forget it, there's no point in our sparring."

Wei Junming immediately blew his beard and glared.

"Hey! Are you trying to pick a fight with me? I'm a good bayonet fighter!"

"You're not good at playing basketball, and you're not good at bayonet fighting either." Xu Kun said mercilessly.

"Hey! Who's afraid of who?"

Wei Junming's stubborn temper suddenly came up and he rolled up his sleeves and said.

"Just wait, Daddy will come back and deal with you!"

He ran towards the thatched house not far away, shouting and yelling as he ran.

"Damn it, why hasn't Bao Bingwen written the sequel to The Legend of the Condor Heroes yet? It's really abominable!"

Looking at Wei Junming's back, Xu Kun shook his head helplessly.

“On the right path.”

Bao Guowei's words echoed in my mind again.

Xu Kun stared at the scene around him in a daze, and for a moment he was a little dazed.

The land of Qi and Lu.

Jeju Prefecture.

Since April, this place has been one of the important battlefields of the Central Plains War.

The joint forces led by Yan and Feng and Chiang Kai-shek fought a decisive battle here.

In the battle that lasted for several months, Chang Zhi's troops suffered a series of defeats here.

Five armies under Yan Xishan attacked northern Shandong and engaged in a battle with Chiang Kai-shek.

In June, Chang's army abandoned northern Shandong and retreated to the south of the Yellow River.

At the end of June, Chang's army retreated from Jeju Prefecture again.

In early July, Chang's army and the allied forces confronted each other in Ziyang.

In order to counter the Allied Forces' offensive, Chiang Kai-shek urgently dispatched reinforcements from Longhai, Guangdong Province and other places.

Historically speaking, Chang's army was about to launch a counterattack and achieve final victory after Zhang Xueliang publicly supported Chang Kai-shen in September.

At this moment, Lin Gaoyuan, the son of Lin Shicai, who once fought side by side with Bao Guowei in Hangzhou, was standing in the huge team.

The highest commander of the army, Ma Hongkui, was on the stage, speaking with a Longxi accent, and was holding a mobilization meeting.

"We must listen to Commander Chang's teachings, hold our defense line, and never let the rebels advance a single step. The land of Qi and Lu is related to the survival of Jinling. Brothers, for the sake of the government and the commander, we must fight to the end!
Reinforcements are coming soon, and our counterattack is about to begin. Of course, we will not let you down in the money after the victory."

"Try your best!"

"Try your best!"

The audience cheered in a not very orderly manner, but the shouts of tens of thousands of people were still quite impressive.

Standing in the crowd, Lin Gaoyuan kept silent. He looked at the somewhat plump Ma Hongkui on the stage, with confusion in his eyes.

He recalled every detail of his time in Hangzhou, and the high spirits he had experienced when fighting the plague together with some like-minded partners.

He came to the battlefield with great expectations, but everything seemed not as he expected.

"Should this war be fought? Shouldn't it be fought against foreigners? Against the Japanese?"

Lin Gaoyuan felt a little disappointed, not knowing whether his choice was the right one.

But what gave him hope was that the rule of this army was relatively strict.

Maybe there will be a chance to deal with the Japanese in the future?

Over the past few months, Lin Gaoyuan's temperament has undergone tremendous changes.

"Lin Gaoyuan! Take your squad to patrol the northwest! There's something going on over there!"

Before we knew it, the meeting was over and an officer came over to make arrangements.

After a moment's pause, Lin Gaoyuan subconsciously saluted, put his feet together and spoke loudly.

"Yes!!!"

(End of this chapter)