"Master, what happened to you?"

Liu Yue'e stood in the store and wiped the table, clutching the rag hard, her eyes full of worry.

"It's okay, I'm confused by the sand, it's okay, it's okay, work, work!"

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, there were finally fewer customers in the store.

Chen Baoxiang cleaned the big pot, placed the elm vegetable pile in the center of the shop, took out the pig's head, split it open with an ax, then threw it directly into the pot, boiled it and skimmed it, and then turned it on over high heat.

Only when he was doing these things, he temporarily forgot about the flames of war outside and whether the blue sky and white sun flag or the plaster flag was hanging on the top of Jinan City.

Taking advantage of the sunshine in the afternoon, he ordered Liu Yue'e to flip the firecrackers on the window sill twice and spread them out to dry.

Those who make firecrackers in the countryside are afraid of an explosion when loading gunpowder, so they sprinkle water on the fuse, gunpowder, and rolling paper in advance.

Old Jinan people all know that from the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month to the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, all the water vapor in the firecrackers has run away, and when it rises at one o'clock, the vibrations make the rafters tremble.

Chen Baoxiang was busy until evening. The pig heads and mutton bones were cooked and placed in large wooden basins in the backyard. After they were allowed to cool, they were divided into small basins, where peanuts should be placed and soybeans should be placed.

Xiu'er likes to eat wolfberry. Liu Yue'e has already soaked a big bowl of red Gansu first-grade wolfberry, and will make a small bowl separately for Xiu'er to eat.

"Boss Chen——"

It was getting dark when a thin woman came in, wearing a cotton hat on her head, a long scarf around her neck, and a wicker basket slung in her elbow.

Ye Tian raised his head and his eyes lit up. It was Gu Lanchun who came.

"Friends from the Northeast sent some Harbin red sausages. I sent some over for the children to try."

Gu Lanchun put down the basket, which was full of two large bundles of Northeastern red sausage.

"Thank you very much."

Chen Baoxiang cupped his fists and cupped his hands, thanking him in a low voice.

Facing Gu Lanchun, his mood was a little complicated.

The other party promised to find a solution, but may not really have a solution.

In the past, he and Mu Changsha both loved to watch Gu Lanchun's plays, but now, after the play was over, Gu Lanchun took off his Tsing Yi costume and changed into the military uniform of Dao Ma Dan, and he was about to go to war with the Japanese.

Gu Lanchun took off his hat and gloves and sat by the fire.

Her face was smeared with disguise ointment, and it was gray and dull, as if she was suffering from a serious illness.

When walking on the street with this look, no one would pay attention to him even if he walked across from the Japanese devils.

"Boss Chen, I know what you are worried about, and I also know what you will do. It is a natural instinct for an old cow to protect its calf, and no one can fault it. I just came from the goods counter, and during the Chinese New Year period, the devils have increased their presence.

There are three times the guard post, and you have to check your work ID, number plate, and certificate of good citizenship when entering or exiting. Tell the two children not to just work hard and be more thoughtful."
Chapter completed!