I want to be a good person

In a daze, Zhang Aiguo fell asleep!

I returned to my previous life in the dream and saw that godlike man!

The teacher who once shouted "Long live the people", regardless of whether he came from a wealthy or poor family, at least his son, like the sons of countless ordinary people, fought in the battlefield.

In that era, there were no so-called second-generation officials or second-generation rich people, and their descendants did not run overseas!

"oooooo"

The rooster crowed and the world turned bright. I woke up again, feeling sore all over and having a headache. My pillow was wet, I didn't know if it was sweat or tears.

Zhang Aiguo felt that he had caught a cold. Typhoid fever was a serious illness. Soaking in sea water and being blown by cold wind, he breathed a sigh of relief, and even a body of iron could not withstand it.

"Boss, who is the best Chinese medicine practitioner on this street?"

"what happened?"

The shopkeeper looked up and saw Zhang Aiguo’s red face and shaking body.

"Are you having a fit?"

"There are only Japanese western doctors in our city. Chinese doctors cannot practice medicine without a license."

“Does traditional Chinese medicine also need to be verified?”

"Yes, it seems that you don't care much about medicine. People eat grains and cereals, so it's inevitable that they will get sick!"

This one sentence exposed that Zhang Aiguo was not from outside the Great Wall. Fortunately, the shopkeeper was relatively upright.

"How about this, I'll get you some slices of ginger, and you, grit your teeth and go buy some brown sugar, boil some water to drink, and sweat a little. You're young and strong, so you should be fine after holding on."

"I think you shouldn't go to a Japanese clinic. It's easy to be exposed and cause trouble."

"How could that be? The Japanese are in charge of Chinese medicine?"

"You probably don't know this. The Japanese call Chinese medicine Han medicine. If you want to practice Chinese medicine, you must take the Han medicine examination hosted by the Japanese. Those who pass the examination will be issued a Han medicine certificate signed by the Japanese before they are allowed to practice medicine."

"As long as you prepare well, you should be able to pass the exam."

"The Chinese medicine exam consists of a written test and an oral test. There are only two exam halls in the north and south each year, and the number of vacancies is pitifully small. In other words, the Japanese want to uproot us."

Zhang Aiguo was speechless, he really couldn't say anything. He was not humble and did not dare to forget his country, but he was only full of passion.

This method is so damn familiar!

Traditional Chinese Medicine is not just a branch of medicine. It is closely related to China's traditional culture and is inseparable from it. Without it, how can Chinese civilization continue!

"From the astronomical records above to the earth's records below, and from human affairs in the middle, it covers the changes of yin and yang on a large scale, and the origins of plants, insects, music, images and numbers, and the twists and turns of the internal organs and meridians." (Ming Dynasty Zhang Jiebin's "Classic Classics·Preface")

There is no brown sugar or white sugar for sale in the grocery store. The Japanese have begun to impose restrictions. This is an advance preparation for war. The Japanese will not fight a battle without confidence. What about us?

The merchant girl knows nothing of the sorrow of losing her country, and still sings the song of Houtinghua across the river!

They make money by all means possible, trying to squeeze every last penny out of ordinary people.

The problem with treating Western powers as your fathers is that they don’t treat you as their sons. You still rely on lobbying and dream self-righteously!

Zhang Aiguo returned to the room with a cup of boiling ginger water.

The shopkeeper was more sympathetic. He gave a small piece of brown sugar and refused to take the money. In fact, there was no shortage of it in the space, but it still had to be made to look good.

The biggest dream of ordinary people is to live and work in peace and contentment. If a country cannot even provide this, it will not be able to survive and its collapse is inevitable sooner or later.

Cheers to Sun Dasheng today, only because the demon mist is coming back again.

He fell into a deep sleep and rested for three days before emerging energetic, Zhang Aiguo, leading his horse, out of the north gate.

"Boss, thank you for your help. I am recovering today and will be returning home soon. I have no way to repay you, so I would like to give you this as a token of my gratitude. Please accept it."

A small, inconspicuous black cloth bag was placed on the counter.

"This is really valuable. I can't accept it. I can't accept it."

The shopkeeper became anxious, opened the box and took a look. It was just a small yellow croaker. How could he dare to take it? He was just taking it for granted.

"The shopkeeper is so kind. There is nothing wrong with accepting the help from the Jianghu. Otherwise, it would be a lack of respect."

“This~this~”

"Shopkeeper, goodbye."

"I'll give it to you."

"Stay, stay."

The shopkeeper watched Zhang Aiguo leading the horse and disappearing at the north gate.

"A strange man, can I say that my kindness is rewarded?"

It's not that Zhang Aiguo was pretending to be generous. The shopkeeper helped a lot in the past three days. Although he had the space, he couldn't reveal his background.

There are still many kind people in the world!

Human nature is good and selfish!

Unless you are led maliciously and lose your original intention!

They worked non-stop and took turns until they got on the green train to Fengtian. Zhang Aiguo, who was sitting in a first-class seat, closed his eyes to rest and adjust his physical condition. Unexpectedly, he still had some illness in his body and was exhausted from forcing himself to travel on.

"Suzuki-kun, please take care of yourself. You have worked hard fighting for the empire."

"Thank you. This is the first time I've sat in a Chinese car like this. I really want to thank my superior, Colonel Ikeno."

"Then eat more and stay strong so that you can better serve the Heavenly Locust!"

"That's right! Thank you for your hospitality!"

The businessman I was talking to was from Kyoto, and was in the Northeast timber business. He was preparing to go to Peking. His relative worked in the Kwantung Army Headquarters, and held a high position. It turned out that the Japanese were also inherited and relied on connections!

Zhang Aiguo used the old method and altered the credentials of a Japanese captain and used his name to impersonate him.

If you really meet its fellow countrymen or classmates, then you are just unlucky. When two brave men meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!

Fried tempura and sashimi are not allowed. Zhang Aiguo ate two servings of pork bone ramen and two hand rolls.

"Your appetite is amazing, so your combat ability must be very strong. I'm so glad to meet you!"

"You're too kind. I was training with the soldiers. The shells are really heavy. I'm sorry to embarrass you with my appetite."

"There's a saying in China: Being able to eat is a blessing!"

"Yes, the people of the empire are starving!"

"That's because they don't work hard. They have to spend more time working to support themselves. The Empire won't support idle people!"

"But I heard that the economy in the country is very bad and many people can't afford to eat."

"I didn't expect Suzuki-kun to care so much about the common people. He's really unlike the people I know who think they are of noble birth!"

"It seems that your troops are very capable. You will bring more resources to the empire. Come on!"

"I will work hard!"

Businessmen are still happy to make friends with people in the army. It doesn't cost much money, but it can increase their own foundation. Such connections may be useful at critical moments.

With the protection on the train, Zhang Aiguo had a safe journey. Under the businessman's attentive care, he felt that he had gained two kilograms.

The businessman took out two special passes that allowed Zhang Aiguo to enter and exit the VIP channel without walking with ordinary passengers. This brought convenience to Zhang Aiguo, and because of this preconceived notion, the military did not check the handwritten pass carefully.

The cleverness of the devil lies in the routine of their conversations. The two talked about geishas, ​​dancing faces, and many local customs, so they had to be well prepared.

The characteristics of the Japanese devils are that they are polite one moment and turn hostile the next, biting people indiscriminately like mad dogs. Their minds are full of distortion and perversion, and many of them are potential mental patients!

What is peace? To cede Japan and bring eternal peace!