Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

"I'm ashamed to say that!"

After drinking a glass of wine alone, Zhao He said, "At first, I was thinking about how to save the country in a roundabout way, but from beginning to end, I was thinking about how to protect myself and my family. Now I do this just to prevent my family from being persecuted by the devils."

"Platoon Leader Lin, if you refuse, I have no complaints. However, please allow me to atone for my sins no matter what."

Whether it was the effect of the alcohol or Zhao He was speaking from the heart, he opened up and said, "Platoon Leader Lin, I know very well that I have committed a grave sin. I worked for the Japanese because I was afraid of death. Over the years, the Japanese have persecuted countless people through me. I don't know how many people have starved to death because of me."

"This time, I asked Captain Zhang to meet you. I wanted you to protect my family, but I also wanted to use you to atone for my sins. I had no choice before, but now I want to be a good person!"

"I had considered surrendering to the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army before, but I heard that some of the soldiers were planning to defect to the Japanese, so I gave up the idea. Until a few days ago, Captain Zhang came to me and asked me to do him a favor. Since then, I have suspected that Captain Zhang had connections with the Eighth Route Army. After I revealed my identity, I learned about the brilliant battles Platoon Leader Lin had fought recently."

"Actually, I originally planned to meet you outside the city, and of course I would bring my family with me. But I never expected that you, Platoon Leader Lin, would actually risk your life to come to the county town to see me. If anything goes wrong, I will become a sinner!"

"Platoon Leader Lin, I beg you to give me a chance to start a new life!"

Lin Qiang stared at Zhao He and could feel that what he said was true.

The monk really wanted to agree on behalf of Lin Qiang, and then everyone would be happy and toast each other.

After saying that, Zhao He turned around and took out a small wooden box and placed it on the stool. After opening it, he said, "These are all the assets I can give you. Consider this the first step in atonement."

The box is filled with yellow croakers of all sizes, there are probably hundreds of them in total!

There are not only yellow croakers, but also more silver dollars.

During this period, one jin was 16 liang, so one liang was equal to 31.25 grams.

A gold bar weighing one liang is called a small yellow croaker, while a gold bar weighing ten liang is called a large yellow croaker.

In the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, a small yellow croaker could be exchanged for 30 to 40 silver dollars.

As the war continued, the saying "antiques are valuable in prosperous times and gold is valuable in troubled times" was also reflected. By the 40s, a small yellow croaker could be exchanged for at least 08 to 100 silver dollars.

The yellow croakers in the box add up to at least 500 taels, which is equivalent to at least to silver dollars, which is definitely a huge sum of money.

Although Lin Qiang had accumulated a lot of wealth during the battle, it was not even a fraction of what he had in front of him.

As a person with modern thinking, Lin Qiang's breathing became a little rapid when he saw all this gold.

The visual impact on him was too shocking. Even though he was rich in his previous life, he had never seen so much gold at once.

The monk was not interested in this; he just wanted to know when he could start eating.

These coins may not play a big role if they are placed in a row, but if they are handed over to higher-level leaders, the original value of the gold can be brought into play.

"Mr. Zhao, I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the first platoon."

Lin Qiang reached out to close the box, then said, "I can agree to your request. When you leave, you can take your family to the base. I can ensure their safety there."

"However, there is something I need to discuss with you. You can move into the base with us, but I think your role here will be far greater than returning with us."

Lin Qiang pointed at Zhang Zizai and said, "Just like him, I won't force you. After all, it's very dangerous to stay in the county. You could be discovered by the devils at any time. If you don't want to, you can go to the base with your family."

This time, Zhao He had originally requested Lin Qiang to protect his family. He had never thought of asking him to leave as well, so he immediately said, "Since staying here will be more useful, then I will stay and continue to atone for my sins."

"With your entire family leaving town overnight, the Japanese will inevitably become suspicious of you."

Lin Qiang asked worriedly, "Do you have any solution to this?"

Hearing this, Zhao He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Platoon Leader Lin, I have made full preparations long ago. Not to mention the Japanese, even most people in the county don't know who my family is."

Seeing Zhao He's confident look, Lin Qiang no longer worried about this problem.

Half an hour has passed since I entered the door, and the food I prepared in advance is almost cold and I haven't even started eating yet.

Lin Qiang picked up his glass and said, "From now on, we are comrades. This glass is for you!"

Zhao He dared to stay in the county town even though he knew it was dangerous and that someone was deliberately trying to frame him. This was enough to prove his determination.

Lin Qiang should toast him with this glass of wine.

After drinking a glass of wine, Lin Qiang also felt hungry and was about to pick up his chopsticks. The monk next to him had an expression as if he had finally waited for something.

However, he was interrupted by Zhao He's words: "The food is cold. Platoon Leader Lin, please wait a moment. I will ask the servants to heat it up again."

Hearing this, the monk stared at Lin Qiang with his big eyes, his eyes full of pleading.

After waiting for so long, I finally get to eat, and now you want it to be reheated?

Half an hour, no one knew how the monk endured this half hour.

I wonder how long it will take to heat up all the dishes on the table.

It is a torment for monks.

Lin Qiang picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. As he ate, he said, "It's okay. It's still hot."

"Then please don't be polite, three of you."

Zhao He extended his hand and said, "Use your chopsticks!"

The monk is a rough man, a real rough man.

Seeing Lin Qiang take the second bite, he reached out and pulled off a chicken leg without saying a word, put it to his mouth and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

The monk finished the chicken leg in less than three bites, leaving only the bones.

Before he could spit out the bone in his mouth, he stretched out his claws to another chicken leg.

Before he could succeed, Lin Qiang hit him on the back of his hand with a chopstick: "I say, can you pay attention to your eating manners? Don't eat like a starving ghost!"

When Lin Qiang was eating, he didn't notice that there was some residue on the edge of his mouth. The monk saw this and said, "Why are you criticizing me? Your eating manners are not much better than mine."

"stop!"

Lin Qiang said, "A chicken only has two legs. If you eat them all, what else will you eat?"

"Platoon leader, give it to the monk."

"you eat!"

"Platoon leader, I really don't want to eat it. Give it to the monk!"

"I said, eat!"

Zhang Zizai shuddered, reaching out to pull off the chicken leg before the monk could, and then placed it in Lin Qiang's bowl. He smiled and said, "Platoon Leader, I think this chicken leg should be given to you, right, monk?"

"Ah? Yes!"

The chicken legs were gone, so the monk turned his attention to the peanuts he had been longing for.

Seeing that Lin Qiang was eating a chicken leg, the monk picked up the plate without saying a word and started eating it with his hands.

Later on, I probably felt it wasn't enough, so I just poured peanuts into my mouth.

This action made the three of them dumbfounded.

Especially for Lin Qiang, the visual impact he saw in person was much greater than what he saw on the screen!

This is really like “drinking” peanuts!