Xin Zhuangwen was both black and strong, and he seemed like a completely different person than when Meng Shaoyuan sent him out.

"Why did you come to Hefei?"

Meng Shaoyuan remembered that he sent him to Zhenjiang?

"Report."

"There is no need to report here, and we are not afraid of the Japanese hearing it."

"Yes." Xin Zhuangwen said quickly: "Hefei is short of people, so I was transferred here. My master knew that you were coming, so he took the opportunity to deliver fodder to the Japanese army and sent me out."

Meng Shaoyuan couldn't help but ask: "Who is his master?"

"Niu Lu, an old agent, has lived in Hefei for a long time." Yuan Zhonghe said quickly: "After the Hefei station was destroyed, he lurked down, and later sent Xin Zhuangwen, and Lao Niu didn't say anything.

"

Hefei Station is no longer under the original control of Meng Shao.

But his tentacles of power have already touched here.

"Lao Niu didn't say anything." The meaning of this sentence couldn't be more obvious. This person named Niu Lu has already tacitly accepted the leadership from Shanghai Station.

"How to arrange it?"

Meng Shaoyuan asked the question he was most concerned about.

"All the adults have changed their clothes. I'm ready." Xin Zhuangwen looked very calm: "We entered the city in two batches. Chief Meng... I wish the boss and I were the first batch. There were six or three oxen carts in total. Three people were responsible for one

Love, I wish the boss, these two foreign women..."

"You are responsible for the arrangements." Meng Shaoyuan discovered that Xin Zhuangwen had really changed too much.

"That's OK." Xin Zhuangwen said: "They will enter the city by themselves, and the Japanese will not make things difficult for them. After entering the city, stay at the Southeast Hotel, and someone will come to pick you up..."

Xin Zhuangwen arranged everything in an orderly manner.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "I have grown up. By the way, what about the children?"

"Simple." Xin Zhuangwen pointed to several bullock carts: "Just sit on them and go into the city."

"Just go up there? Arrive into the city?"

"yes."

Xin Zhuangwen nodded and said: "My master has a factory in Hefei. After the Japanese occupied Hefei, he actively cooperated with the Japanese and was regarded as a traitor for a long time. Last month, he just received a batch of orders

, we are recruiting people now, and we just need this group of child laborers."

Meng Shaoyuan understood.

Factories use a lot of child labor, which is completely normal in this era.

Child laborers receive low wages, and many child laborers are even paid no wages, just taking care of the food.

And they eat less than adults.

Don’t underestimate a bite.

Most of the food was requisitioned by the Japanese army, and in many occupied areas people were starving to death.

Even some originally wealthy places in the south of the Yangtze River began to experience large-scale food shortages.

Food prices have skyrocketed, and the expenses of those capitalists purchasing food have also increased dramatically.

And the profits of the orders given to them by the Japanese were pitifully low.

Under such a situation, capitalists would rather use child labor on a large scale than recruit skilled workers.

This also resulted in a very peculiar phenomenon during this period.

In factories, most of them are inexperienced child workers, and work-related injuries occur endlessly.

Of course, you deserve the injury, and there is no compensation for it.

And what about those original skilled workers? They were forced to work in heavy manual industries, and some were even unable to find jobs.

The same is true for Hefei.

Look at these thirty children, running all the way, their faces covered with dirt, their feet and legs covered in mud, their clothes dirty and torn. No one would believe that many of them had lived a privileged life.

"Then hurry up, you have to dare to get everyone in in front of the city gate."

Xin Zhuangwen gave an order and everyone took action.

Those who change clothes change their clothes, and those who get on the bullock cart get on the bullock cart.

"Boss Zhu, you don't know how to drive a bullock cart, do you?"

"nonsense."

"That's alright, just hold on to the cart and don't say a word."

How annoying.

The dignified acting district chief of the Shanghai latent area of ​​the Military Control Bureau was actually ordered by a subordinate what to do.

Meng Shaoyuan changed his clothes and told Sophia and Alison.

I also pay special attention to the children. This is a new game. Let them just keep their heads down and no one should speak.

"gone!"

Seeing that it was almost done, Xin Zhuangwen took out a Japanese flag from the bullock cart and put it on the bullock cart. Then he yelled in Japanese that he didn't know where he learned:

"Long live the Imperial Army of Japan!"

"take note of it."

Meng Shao was originally partnered with Yuan Zhonghe: "This kid just shouted 'Long live the Japanese Imperial Army'. That was an act of traitor. Find an opportunity to give him a pair of little shoes."

"Ah? Why?"

"This kid asked me on purpose even though he knew I didn't know how to drive a bullock cart. It's an insult to the officer's face."

"Hey, this kid is still too innocent." Yuan Zhonghe sighed: "It's not good to offend anyone, but I have to offend you. Who doesn't know that you are notoriously petty in the military."

"Lao Yuan, I heard that your Su Bei..."

"Master, master, I was wrong, I was wrong, you are the master, this boy should give him little shoes to wear."

What a bunch of shameless guys!

…

Hefei.

"Mr. Wu."

"Xiao Wenzi, are you back from helping the imperial army?"

"Hey, it's done."

"Oh, where did so many children come from?"

"Where else could they come from? They come from the countryside and they're almost fucking starving to death."

"Then you boss Niu is going to get rich again."

"When our boss Niu gets rich, how can we forget all the bosses?" Xin Zhuangwen smiled and took out a cigarette from the cattle cart: "I respect you and all the bosses."

"Look, look, I'll say Xiao Wenzi is smart."

"Mr. Wu, please check, don't be embarrassed in front of the imperial army... Oops, it's Yamaguchi Taijun, Tanaka Taijun."

As soon as he saw the two Japanese soldiers sitting on a long bench at the gate of the city, Xin Zhuangwen slapped himself lightly: "Look at my clumsy eyes. I didn't even see the two princes. My eyes are so clumsy."

Gotta dig."

Meng Shaoyuan could hear clearly from behind, and Xin Zhuangwen could do it. Although the Japanese he spoke was still very stiff and mixed with a lot of Chinese, the general meaning was at least understandable.

"Xiao Wenzi, are you back?"

"I'm back, I'm back, Yamaguchi Tai-kun, you speak Chinese very well. At first glance, I thought you were Chinese."

Xin Zhuangwen took out two more roast chickens and two bottles of wine from the oxcart, and ran to the two Japanese soldiers: "Taijun, you see, I must never forget to honor you wherever I go."

After the Japanese invaded China, they had a mysterious obsession with chickens.

Whichever village you go to, you always search for chickens in the village first.

It is said that although the food of the Japanese army was far better than that of the national army, Japan was not wealthy at that time. The average rural family could only eat grains and vegetables. Fish and meat were rare, and fresh meat such as chicken and pork was even rarer.

However, the Japanese people have a tradition of tightening their belts to support the army. This is reflected in the food provided to Japanese soldiers. There is no shortage of rice, the staple food, and meat is available every day. Even if there is no fresh meat, there will be a certain amount.

canned food, eggs, and of course a lot of non-staple food.

In the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese also maintained such a food supply, and some troops were equipped with a certain amount of wine and abundant dry food.

In addition to these, there will also be some snacks, such as canned food, and various drinks, but compared to fresh chicken, chicken is better.

Sure enough, when the two Japanese soldiers saw the roast chicken and wine, their stern faces just now showed smiles: "Yours, very good, Xiaowenzi, a good citizen, I like it."

"My, good people, for sure." Xiao Wenzi put the roasted chicken and wine on the ground: "Taijun, please be kind and check it out."
To be continued...