I want to be a good person

Chapter 128: Zheng Jin and the Military Camp

Once you enter the city, there is a sense of oppression among the pedestrians on the road and the shops on the streets, which makes people irritable and uneasy, and the signs of decline are becoming more and more obvious.

Turn into a remote alley and walk to the end.

The car was gone, and a man wearing a black top hat, a green gown, round glasses, a short beard, and carrying a wicker suitcase appeared.

His black three-section leather shoes were shiny, and in his left hand was a Daqianmen cigarette.

"rickshaw"

Came out and waved on the roadside.

"Where are you going, sir?"

"Qianmen First Hotel"

"Okay, you sit down."

"Slow down, don't rush"

The car was moving at a steady pace, and Zhang Aiguo, who was sitting in the car, looked around.

Although it is autumn, the driver's brown coat is still soaked with sweat. It is so sad. As soon as he opens his eyes, he sees the rickshaw.

The streets are full of people who are risking their lives to make a living. The working people at the bottom of society live a life that can only be described as extremely poor.

At the beginning of 1934, the total number of rickshaws in Peking had reached , with rickshaw drivers employed by people. The rural areas of the Republic of China fell into decline and economic depression due to various domestic and international reasons. Many able-bodied laborers flocked to the cities in search of opportunities and gathered on the way of making a living with the lowest threshold. The number of people and vehicles was still growing, and would soon reach 10.

The New Life Movement advocated by the National Government was in full swing. All kinds of media praised it, extolled the blooming flowers, and sang the praises of the fruits. The people gained a new life, the whole country was in jubilation, filled with the warmth of spring and blooming flowers.

No one wants to care about the voices and opinions of the people. The butt determines the height!

The Qing Dynasty was overthrown, the classes were broken down, water and mud were added to mix, and it was slowly redivided. The name changed and became more grand and prestigious, but it is still the same old prescription with the same efficacy. The evil old China was so dark!

A black-painted rickshaw passed by.

Zhang Aiguo hadn't noticed it before and felt curious.

"Master, why is that rickshaw black?"

"That's a private rickshaw, we call it a black taxi"

“Oh, thanks.”

“You’re welcome”

After a while, two rickshaws with foreigners in them ran by, racing against each other. The drivers were sweating profusely, the foreigners were smiling, and their foot bells were like whips, making a constant tinkling sound, urging them to run faster. It was a very harmonious scene.

The same room, paid for fifteen days, closed the door, and sprinkled a thin layer of incense ash on the floor at the door.

The compass, hemp rope, iron frame, wooden boards, supporting sticks and other tools are all ready. This time we have to overcome the difficulties and start the second excavation.

The waiter was the one called Xiao Song or something, I forgot his name, but he didn’t recognize me. The disguise must have been effective.

Zhang Aiguo's confidence increased greatly. He lifted the front of his long gown and walked out the door.

Taking a stroll around the front gate, I found that some people were gone. The old man selling pipes and tobacco leaves was replaced by a middle-aged man, and there was a young man next to him. It was a three-generation inheritance, awesome!

The people selling halal food have not changed, and the people pulling carts have not changed. The same goes for jobs that are easy and make money quickly. Who wouldn’t want to do it?

Zhang Aiguo walked over to help support the business.

"Give me two pounds of good tobacco leaves"

"Okay, you are welcome. The goods are absolutely genuine and the price is fair. We only do business based on one principle - fairness."

“Where is the original boss?”

"Sir, I am a regular customer. You have not been here for a while. My father is at home and cannot walk well. I advised him to stop doing business, but he refused to listen and insisted that I take over. He was reluctant to part with his old customers. Many people like what we do. No matter whether we sell it at a low price or a high price, there will always be customers who like it."

"Haha, you are so good at talking, you are a good talker"

"I've never done it. It's a low-class job."

"There is no distinction between high and low occupations, that is all market culture"

"Sir, do you believe in yourself?"

Do you believe it?

There is no distinction between high and low, regardless of status. Everything is about money. The material foundation determines the social foundation.

In previous lives, Mr. Tony was widely sought after, and actors could become generals.

The Japanese did a good job in this regard, and Zhang Aiguo agreed with that the recognition of military rank and military status only applies to those who charge into battle. The rank requirements for officers are strict and demanding. In the past and now, in European, American and Japanese countries, there are generally three types of people in the army: soldiers, non-commissioned officers, and military dependents.

There were no female soldiers in the Japanese army. Female nurses were military dependents, and non-active civilian personnel in the army did not have military status.

There is another type of women who are part of the volunteer team, that is, the personal comfort women, who are not even considered military dependents.

It's laughable that the police were respectful to foreigners at first, but rude to Chinese people later.

Familiar road, familiar direction, Zhang Aiguo walked along it with a compass in his hand, positioning himself again and again.

Through visual observation and measurement, even the distance to the military camp on the side of the embassy was calculated to ensure that the homemade planes could take off.

The night was dark and dark clouds covered the sky.

Everywhere with lights on is a ridiculous place, either the devils or some side business, ordinary people cannot afford it. A kilowatt-hour of electricity costs 0.27 yuan, and a 1.5-ampere meter is charged a monthly rental of 0.20 yuan. The monthly package price ranges from 1 yuan to 2.88 yuan.

Listening to the noise of the baby being made in the room, Zhang Aiguo leaned against the windowsill, slowly listening and waiting, intending to poke a hole with his finger. There was something else behind the window paper, and if he poked too small the hole would be impassable, and if he poked too big the wind would let in.

The voice is quite charming, powerful and rhythmic.

I shone the flashlight on the utility room and everything was normal.

Digging again saved effort. The soil had not yet become completely solid, it was just sinking naturally.

Use an iron frame to support the cave entrance and the original camouflage, leaving a ventilation duct.

The strong smell of earth filled the nose.

I can get rich through hard work, and my efforts will be rewarded.

Come on!

Zhang Aiguo encouraged himself and used an iron frame to support the water seepage area behind him. No matter how big or small the abnormality was, he held it tightly with sticks and wooden boards.

Four days later, the HSBC vault was dug up.

You can't do it to someone twice, that's immoral.

Zhang Aiguo advised himself to be a good person.

Why is it difficult to be a good person? The prerequisite is that you need talent. But in this secular world where people eat each other, how can there be room for human beings? After being enlightened and wearing clothes, you still have to take off the clothes in the end of development. Does this count as a waste of development?

The direction of evolution has become atavism, with animality eroding human nature.

Confirm the location and direction again, and go straight up from the Liuguo Hotel.

The Yokohama Specie Bank has two floors in total, and the vault can only be located in the basement.

Four days later, the pickaxe hit the iron plate.

He followed the outline to get through the sides of the vault and thought carefully.

The homemade planes in the military camp are the focus.

Continue past the Spanish Embassy and the small Bank of China.

The military dog ​​pricked up its ears, obviously startled by the sound coming from underground, and started barking.

The patrolling Japanese soldiers stopped and called the breeder over.

The dog scratched the ground eagerly.

The devil lay on the ground and listened for a while.

Zhang Aiguo stopped. The air was a little thin and his blood was insufficiently supplied with oxygen, which led to a decrease in his combat effectiveness, so he stopped working and rested.

The Japs walked away and continued their patrol.

After a while, the wolfhound began to get restless again.

Zhang Aiguo plans to dig upwards.

At this moment, his clothes were all wet and covered with mud, and he looked like a real mud man.

Refer to the appearance of coal miners after they come up from the mine, with only their white teeth left.

The fuse cannot get wet, Peking is the last transaction.

The Japanese soldier came to the wolfhound again and lay on the ground. The stench of dog urine on the ground did not affect the attitude of the Japanese soldiers, and they still did not hear any movement.

He cursed in annoyance and walked away.

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