The country is broken

White smoke rose from the roof of the wooden shed, and it seemed that the owner of the tea shop hadn't left to pay New Year's greetings.

The captain of the Japanese cavalry rejoiced. It seemed that Major Yamamoto didn't need to be hungry anymore. He ordered, "Kimura-kun, knock on the door first and search to see if there are any enemies."

"Hi!" The Japanese cavalry who was called out led two cavalrymen to urge their horses, speeded up and left the team, and rushed to the door of the tea shop first.

Boom! ~

The door of the tea shop was smashed loudly, "Baga!~ Open the door and work! The imperial army wants to eat, so hurry up and bring up all the delicious food, otherwise the imperial army will be very angry and the consequences will be serious!" [

The attitude of the Japanese cavalry towards ordinary people was obviously not very friendly. They were rough and impolite and vigorously smashed the door that was leaking from the wind. The wooden door of the tea shop was knocked down half of the door amidst groans, and the cold wind rushed in. After entering, the white smoke from the chimney on the roof trembled unnaturally.

"Hey! Here we come! Imperial Army! Please!" The shopkeeper of the tea shop hurriedly buttoned up his black and shabby padded jacket with sleepy eyes, stumbled out of the back room, and shouted: "You dog, dog!" Quick! Light the fire and boil the water!"

Apparently, the Japanese soldier's visit surprised the shopkeeper of the tea shop. He really couldn't figure out why this poor tea shop deserved the Japanese's visit.

In the corner of the shed, a young man rolled out of the haystack next to the firewood stove with sporadic flames. His clothes were torn and his face was covered in soot. When he saw the Japanese cavalry, he immediately hid behind the shopkeeper in fright.

Seeing this crooked guy suddenly get up from the haystack, and mistakenly thinking that he saw a monster, Kimura almost had the urge to draw his gun and fire, and said coldly: "Hurry up, burn something delicious, Otherwise, your shop will be burned." At the same time, he drew a pistol and lit it in his hand.

"Yes yes yes!" Seeing the black muzzle of the gun dangling in front of his eyes, the shopkeeper nodded his head hastily as if seeing an imperial decree.

At this time, Major Yamamoto and others also came outside the tea shop. After several cavalrymen tied their horses to the wooden pole in front of the tea shop, they raised their rifles and started guarding around the tea shop.The other cavalry followed the cavalry captain and rushed into the tea shop with the Japanese major. The door that was smashed just now was thrown aside by the Japanese cavalry who came in first. The Major sat down.

The smoke and mess in the house made Sanosuke Yamamoto couldn't help covering his mouth and nose. This place for inferior people is so filthy, but in order to have a bite of hot food and save some energy to persist to Renqiu County, he could only wrong himself first one time.

Seeing the stove covered with dust and oily fumes, the black pottery bowls speckled with spots, the waiter clangingly rinsed the pots and bowls, and the Japanese cavalry captain frowned. Grab the washed bowl, it is too dirty.

The Japanese cavalry captain, who couldn't bear the carelessness of the tea shop manager and the staff, was a little worried, pointed at a few cavalrymen, and gave an order: "You, you, you. Hurry up and help with the work, and make it clean." Just seeing that guy is a little too much to eat.

"Go away! You go and light the fire!" A Japanese cavalry kicked the man who was busy washing pots and dishes, and started to do it himself, if he was not afraid of the bloody smell that would stir up Master Yamamoto's appetite.He wished that the dirty fellow rolling in the haystack would be stabbed with a bayonet.

The tea shop is really too dirty. If it is placed in modern times, it will definitely be a typical example of mess. If it is not done well, the shopkeeper of the tea shop will be hanged and beaten by the public. However, the Japanese cavalry who can only make do with it can only do it themselves .

The Japanese cavalry gave full play to the professional skills they had acquired during their raids in the countryside. They grabbed the only three old hens behind the tea shop, killed the chickens, bled them, and plucked their feathers. The shopkeeper and the waiter of the tea shop are ordered to spank their buttocks with their heels.

After a while, a pot of steaming hot chicken soup was brought up, and Yamamoto Nosuke nodded with satisfaction. These cavalry were really capable, and they won the battlefield and the kitchen.

"Wait!" The cavalry captain suddenly stopped Yamamoto's hand reaching for the chicken soup, and said, "Bring a small bowl!"

The shopkeeper of the tea shop respectfully presented a small porcelain bowl washed with boiling water.

The captain of the cavalry scooped some from the chicken soup into a small bowl, and brought it to the shopkeeper of the tea shop with a half-smile, and said, "Your, taste it first!"

First startled, Sanosuke Yamamoto understood immediately, but appreciated the vigilance of the cavalry captain, nodded and said, "Yoshi!"

"Taijun, this, it's not very good, we inferior people can't afford chicken soup made by Taijun..." Seeing the cold eyes of the Japanese cavalry captain, the shopkeeper of the tea shop stopped in time, and there was a smile in his eyes. Extremely frightened, he took the small bowl tremblingly, gulping and swallowing, and in the blink of an eye, all the fragrant chicken soup was swallowed. [

"Okay, great soup!~It's so good!~" The shopkeeper couldn't help hiccupping, as if he was very honored to be able to drink the delicious food made by Huangjun.

After staring at the shopkeeper who drank the chicken soup, he looked safe and sound after a while, and then slowly moved away the hands of a few Japanese cavalrymen who touched the triggers of their rifles.

After taking advantage of the shopkeeper, a living person who tested poison, the cavalry captain waved away the shopkeeper, and the mud monkey-like guy hid in the corner with a slobbering expression, which made the Japanese cavalry feel very proud. Naturally, the imperial army will do whatever they want. Excellent, I really wasted a good bowl of chicken soup just now.

"My lord, please use the soup!" The cavalry captain scooped up a bowl and respectfully handed it to Sanosuke Yamamoto. There were also two chicken legs in the bowl.

Smelling the delicious aroma of the oil, Sanosuke Yamamoto took it and took a sip, with a very satisfied expression on his face, he nodded in appreciation and said: "You have worked hard, it tastes delicious, and the craftsmanship is good, let's serve some for others too!"

"Hi!~" The cavalry captain brought up a big pot of chicken soup and let the cavalrymen in the house share a bowl, and they sat around the table in the house scatteredly, and ate with the dry and hard noodles.

Even the cavalry of the Japanese army who were in charge of guarding outside the house also got a bowl. It is very satisfying to have a bowl of warm old hen soup to drive away the cold in the cold weather.

The three old hens were gnawed to the point where only a few bones remained, and Sanosuke Yamamoto, who had gnawed off two chicken legs and half a chicken by himself, wiped the oil on his mouth, stood up contentedly, and said, "I'm full, I have strength all over my body. live!"

The cavalrymen who had already eaten and drank immediately got up and followed Sanosuke Yamamoto, thinking that they had no intention of paying at all, and ignored the shopkeeper of the tea shop who hid aside and looked eagerly at the iron pot that had been dried and eaten. In the eyes of the Japanese, eating for free is nothing at all. These untouchables should honor the imperial army of Japan. Seeing the cowardly and obedient appearance of the shopkeeper, the imperial army waved their hands generously and did not leave a dime .

Master Yamamoto can visit such a tea shop, the shopkeeper should feel honored.

With the support of the captain of the cavalry, Sanosuke Yamamoto climbed onto the horse's back vigorously. Just as his right leg crossed the horse's back, his left leg suddenly became weak for no reason. The whole person's center of gravity shifted, and Sanosuke Yamamoto fell beside the horse with an ouch. Shocked, the Japanese cavalry captain rushed to help him up, but before his hand touched Major Yamamoto, the Japanese cavalry captain felt himself slipping rapidly, and when he realized it, he was already lying on the ground limply, and the other cavalrymen were also full of strength. Some of them collapsed on the ground, or lay on their horses, unable to move.The military horses that had lost control showed good training quality, just snorted in place, did not run away, and finally saved the cavalry from being trampled by horseshoes.

The captain of the Japanese cavalry, like Sanosuke Yamamoto, felt something was wrong and wanted to shout loudly, but only heard his throat humming twice like a mosquito. Like other Japanese cavalrymen, although his mind was clear, his whole body seemed to have lost consciousness. Feeling the same, lying on the ground like mud.

"Ah! Taijun, Taijun! What game are you playing! It's too cold on the ground, it's not good to catch a cold! You better get up!" The shopkeeper who came out of the tea shop yelled and came over.

"Hachi!~Help! Help!~" Sanosuke Yamamoto, regardless of his status, sent out help to the lowly civilians who hadn't been looked down upon just now, but he tried his best, but his voice was still not much louder.

"Hey! Taisun, what are you talking about!" The shopkeeper seemed to have heard Yamamoto Sanosuke's words clearly, and while fumbling around in the pockets of Yamamoto Sanosuke dishonestly, he said loudly: "Ah! Taisun, you Is there something for me?! Is it this pocket?"

"Baga! You idiot..." After being groped and pulled out extremely important documents, Sanosuke Yamamoto was so angry that he fainted before his eyes. Something unusual.

"Taijun, don't worry, I will definitely be able to complete what you told me!" The shopkeeper seemed to completely ignore the angry eyes of Major Yamamoto and the screams of mosquitoes, and took out a letter of appointment from Sanosuke Yamamoto's carry-on bag, and said in a surprised voice: " I'm looking for it! What is this?!"

"Oh! Your name is Sanosuke Yamamoto! You will be the captain in Renqiu." The shopkeeper held the letter of appointment and showed a strange smile at Sanosuke Yamamoto: "We have been waiting for you for a long time."

"What's the matter?!" Yamamoto Sanosuke and the cavalry captain beside him stared wide-eyed. The shopkeeper's last sentence was in Japanese, with a very pure Tokyo accent. Then the identity of this shopkeeper is not ordinary. The mud-like hapless ghost looked at each other, as if thinking of something terrible, suddenly writhed desperately, but his body still didn't obey, and the muscles on his face were extremely twisted.

"Goofy! Come to work!" The shopkeeper unceremoniously took the things found on Sanosuke Yamamoto and the cavalry captain for himself.

"Hey! Shopkeeper, here we come!"

The dog, who was so dirty that he couldn't see his personal appearance, squatted beside the nearby Japanese cavalry, he didn't know what he was doing. When he heard the shopkeeper's call, he immediately responded and turned around, holding a black rusty ox ear sharp knife in his hand , dripping blood from the tip of the knife, Gouzi's putty-covered face showed a countryman's unique rustic smile, and his teeth were dazzlingly white. [