"What do you mean?" Xu Xilin frowned.

"Hehe, after the uprising, we will definitely seize the ordnance and the arsenal as soon as possible?" Wang Jin touched his nose and chuckled, "Can I arrange a few confidants to you, and after occupying the ammunition depot, we will transport the excess weapons and ammunition away?"

"This..." Xu Xilin hesitated for a moment, and looked at Chen Boping and Ma Zonghan and smiled at each other. Under Wang Jin's expectant eyes, he nodded: "No problem, but..."

"But what?" Wang Jin wanted to strangle this guy to death. What he hated the most was the word "but". Isn't this trying to rush him to death?

"Haha, but you will be responsible for how to carry it at that time. We don't have enough staff!"

"No problem!" Wang Jin snapped his fingers.

The party was generally quite smooth. The only thing that made him unhappy was that he didn't take any less than a little advantage in his mouth. Thinking of these enthusiastic men in front of him, it might be possible that the heavens and man would be separated forever soon, so he felt so upset. He frequently persuaded him to drink and just wanted to numb himself with alcohol, so how could he have the heart to eat?

Look, on the way back, I didn't get much drunk, but my stomach started to protest.

At this time, a scent of wontons floated from the roadside. Looking in the direction of the fragrance, it turned out to be a wonton stall. He touched his protesting belly. He shook his head and laughed, and walked over with his feet.

When the old man who set up a stall saw the visitor, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

"Give me a bowl of wonton noodles and add some chopped green onions!" Wang Jin casually sat down at a small table, and there were two other guests dressed in a leisurely manner next to him.

When the steaming and fragrant wontons were placed in front of him, he was not in a hurry to eat them. He had missed all the things that had happened these days and wanted to clarify a clue.

"You don't eat big fish and meat, but you ran here to eat wonton noodles. Isn't this slap us in the face?" A familiar smile came from behind. Wang Jin didn't need to know that Wang Siliang was following him.

"Haha, I wasn't full just now. Think about it, you come here to have a bowl and warm up your body." Wang Jin greeted: "Boss, let's have another bowl of wontons!"

"Okay!" Another customer came to the door. The stall owner smiled and his face was scattered like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Wang Jin was a little lost and couldn't help feeling: Isn't the purpose of the revolution just to make such ordinary people smile more and have more hope?

"This guy, please sit down." The old man quickly wiped it with a rag and warmly welcomed Wang Siliang to sit down. He brought him a bowl of fragrant wonton noodles.

To be honest, Wang Siliang felt a little hungry when he smelled the fragrance of wontons. The meal in the restaurant was full of big heads. The discussion was too important and no one ate much, let alone a junior?

He stuffed a few wontons into his mouth, and the smell of meat made him almost swallow his tongue. He looked up and saw that Wang Jin was not moving, and asked curiously: "What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

"I'm fine, I'm just worried." Wang Jin smiled and finished eating the wontons in the bowl, took out a silver dollar from his pocket and put it on the table, and shouted: "Boss, I'll bring two more bowls of wonton noodles."

The boss smiled with joy, hurriedly brought two bowls of steaming wontons, picked up the silver balls on the table, and said with a embarrassed look: "This guest, the old man can't find it here!"

Wang Jin looked at the boss holding Yinyuan's dry old hand tightly, and then looked at the old lady who was busy with wrinkles not far away. He couldn't help but feel sad. He waved his hand and said, "If you don't have money, you don't have to look for it, it's not easy for you." After that, he hurriedly lowered his head to drink wontons, fearing that he couldn't help but crying.

The Acre in front of him made him unconsciously think of the old parents and mothers at home, and he didn't know how they were doing. I hope they would not live like the old couple in front of him.

"How about this?" The boss is still a kind person and is unwilling to take advantage of the customers.

The two idle men at the other table were attracted by the sound here and looked over curiously.

"Don't force me. If you force me again, I will buy your stall." Wang Jin shouted in his heart how simple the silver was. He couldn't stand the old man so polite. He took out five silver dollars from his pocket without saying a word, and looked at the old man with a "ferceful" look, proving that he really had the ability to close the stall.

The old man was embarrassed now, rubbing his hands and didn't know where to put them. The old lady also shrank and peeked at this side from time to time.

"Boss, you'd better take the money. My elder brother has a bad temper. It's hard to change his decision." Wang Siliang was really amused and laughed at this scene. Wang Jin seemed to be serious and hurriedly got up to smooth things over, asking the boss to take the silver dollar and quickly bring the wonton noodles up.

"Thank you, thank you!" The old man touched the tears at the corner of his eyes, thanked him so much that he couldn't help but tremble. Wang Jin was really scared, afraid that the old man wouldn't be able to stand the surprise and suddenly fainted.

"Wang Jin, what's wrong with you today? I feel a little weird?" After the old man left happily, Wang Siliang couldn't help but feel curious, and turned his head and asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing, I'm just feeling!" Wang Jin chuckled and shook his head, signaling Wang Siliang to look at the excited old couple not far away, and his mood seemed to be getting better: "Look at them, aren't we doing just to make such an old man laugh more and survive better?"

"Yes!" Wang Siliang also sighed: "I just don't know when such a day will come?"

"There will definitely be such a day, I firmly believe..." Wang Jin's voice became a little ethereal.

Just as the two of them sighed and were looking forward to the future, the conversation between the two idle men on the next table attracted their attention.

"Brother, have you heard the news?" a casual man asked mysteriously.

"What news?" Another idle man cooperated very much and quickly showed a curiosity on his face.

"Hehe, not long ago, a distant relative came from me, Mr. Sun's house in Xicheng was stolen!"

"Is that true? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Of course, my relative is the servant of Mr. Sun's house, how could it be wrong? As for why the news has not spread, hehe..." The idle talker suddenly kept him in a silence.

"Tell me quickly..." The other person could not help but feel curious and urged me quickly.
Chapter completed!