Dreaming back to 1949, the great powers were there to deceive us

As soon as the three evils left, Brother Hao San came back with a sad face.

"Sir, it didn't work out!"

After some inquiries, Hu Zhenhua finally understood what had happened.

When Yuqinglou heard about Sinan Lane, they were not very willing to come. Fortunately, the remuneration was generous enough, and although the chef was embarrassed, he could do it.

Brother Hao San gave the address: No. 75 Sinan Lane!

This address is too damaging to Yuqing Tower, and it is useless even if Brother Hao talks his mouth off.

Hu Zhenhua probably understood the reason: many of the tableware in his kitchen probably belonged to Yuqinglou.

"If you don't want to come, then don't come!"

Just as Old Hu was about to go back to the house, he caught a glimpse of Brother Hao San's strange look and suddenly felt that things were not that simple.

Old Hu thought for a moment and asked, "Did you reveal anything about the pharmacy yesterday?"

Third Brother Hao's face changed drastically, and he fell to his knees. "Master, please forgive me. I didn't want to tell you, but those masters were too scary. If I don't tell you, my hand will be gone. My whole family depends on me pulling the cart to survive!"

Brother Hao San was crying and kowtowed continuously!

Lao Hu really wanted to slap him, but then he thought better of it.

They are all miserable people.

"Get up! Go to the pharmacy!"

Brother Hao San was as if he had been pardoned. He stood up and served Hu Zhenhua attentively. After Hu Zhenhua got in the car, he trotted to the drugstore.

Seeing Guangshengtang from afar, Lao Hu was very nervous.

Two thousand dollars is enough to make the action team jealous, as it is hard currency.

As time went on, the Secret Service became more and more unscrupulous.

Before the People's Liberation Army entered the city, they would blow up public facilities such as docks, stations, warehouses, power plants, and even execute progressive people.

As he approached, Lao Hu saw the wooden sign on the door: Family matter, business temporarily suspended.

Old Hu felt relieved.

The shopkeeper was an old hand. He knew that his valuables were exposed and was afraid of being targeted, so he left in time and escaped the disaster.

Old Hu walked around the drugstore and found a lot of clues.

There were obvious signs of climbing on the wall, very fresh. Looking inside through the crack in the door, it was a mess, obviously a thief had visited.

This is the city, and the Secret Service doesn't dare to go too far.

As long as no one is hurt.

Old Hu got on his rickshaw again and prepared to go home. On the way, he casually asked, "Third brother, you made a lot of money yesterday. Did you buy anything for the family?"

“I bought it, I bought it.”

"What did you buy?"

"I bought, uh, I bought shengjianbao!"

Old Hu had a blank expression on his face, but he knew what was going on: the three silver dollars and 5 million yuan in foreign currency were probably stolen by the action team.

Old Hu was lost in thought when he heard Third Brother Hao say, "Sir, I will definitely return that dollar to you."

This dollar refers to the money Hu Zhenhua asked him to keep the secret. Now that Third Brother Hao said something he shouldn't have said to the action team, it is considered a breach of contract, so he naturally has to return the dollar.

"You've been tired all morning, so consider that dollar as errand fee. Have lunch at my house. I need the car in the afternoon. As for the expenses, how about two kilograms of salt and two kilograms of sugar?"

Third Brother Hao moved his shoulders and wiped away the tears on his cheeks: "Thank you, sir, I am willing to pull the cart for you!"

Hu Zhenhua rubbed his brow and said nonchalantly, "Third brother, you know, I took a heavy blow to the head, and I've forgotten a lot of things in the past. I might have done something that angered God and people."

Old Hu paused, then continued, "It's better to forget it. You can start a new life!"

Brother Hao San was just pulling the cart, as if he didn't hear anything.

Hu Zhenhua observed him and suddenly got straight to the point: "Third brother, you must know why Yuqinglou is reluctant to come. Please tell me, okay?"

Brother Hao San paused and slowed down.

He pulled the car to a secluded place.

Lao Hu was very nervous and his hand unconsciously touched his waist.

In fact, Hu Zhenhua was just trying to build up his courage. He really didn't have the courage to kill anyone.

Third Brother Hao stopped, turned around, and whispered, "I, Hao San, am just a rickshaw driver, yet you keep calling me 'Third Brother'. For this, Hao San shouldn't have kept it from you. However, I really can't bring myself to tell you those things."

Lao Hu really can’t remember.

"Third brother, I have to know what happened. I did something wrong, so I have to find a way to make amends."

Hao San squatted by the roadside, silent for a long time, and then slowly spoke: "When the Anti-Japanese War was won, the National Government cleaned up the traitors and running dogs..."

At first, Hu Zhenhua thought it had nothing to do with him. The victory of the Anti-Japanese War was in 1945, and Lao Hu joined the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics six months ago.

No matter how much nonsense you talk, it has nothing to do with you!

But the reality is not like that at all.

At that time in Shanghai, the Military Control Commission was going crazy trying to catch traitors.

Anyone who sells anything to the Japanese will be arrested!

Anyone who has spoken to the Japanese will be arrested!

······

Most of those arrested had one characteristic in common, which was that they were quite wealthy.

If you want to clear your name, you can only spend money to avoid disaster.

The old manager of Yuqinglou was arrested at that time.

It is certainly unfair to say that he is a traitor, but it is also unlikely that he is completely innocent. After all, Yuqinglou's business was still good during the period of occupation.

The role played by Lao Hu in this matter is that of an informer.

At that time, the routine for cleaning out traitors and running dogs was the same: first someone reported, then they were arrested and interrogated (the result of the interrogation depended entirely on your sincerity), and finally, they were either sentenced or acquitted.

In order to rescue the old manager, Yuqinglou almost went bankrupt.

At this point, it’s almost done. If nothing unexpected happens, the old shopkeeper should be released.

But the bad thing is that an officer has taken a fancy to the old shopkeeper's daughter and wants to force her to marry him.

Among them, Lao Hu made great contributions.

No. 75 Sinan Lane is the reward given to Lao Hu by military officers and the Military Control Commission.

After this incident, the old shopkeeper died, his son left home and disappeared, and his daughter Fu Qingyun became a concubine.

After the Chinese Civil War, the officer was killed in the Northeast. Fu Qingyun returned to Shanghai with his young children, inherited his father's ambition, and reopened Yuqing Tower.

Hu Zhenhua clenched his fists, his fingertips dug into the flesh, and blood flowed out.

After a quarter of an hour, Lao Hu got back on the rickshaw and said, "Go home!"

Halfway through the walk, Old Hu remembered that he had no rice or flour at home, so he sent Third Brother Hao to buy some and walked home himself, taking the opportunity to see the common people of that era.

Most of the people living near Sinan Lane are local residents of Shanghai, all from the lower class. Otherwise, the Bureau of Secrets would not have been willing to award No. 75 Sinan Lane to Lao Hu.

Most people here live in a mixed group.

The alley is very narrow and can accommodate at most two rickshaws.

There are houses on both sides, with people washing vegetables, selling cigarettes, frying dough sticks, making steamed buns, and doing all kinds of things.

From time to time, children playing and fighting would run by.

The alleys are full of urban atmosphere.

War seems to have nothing to do here.

However, this is just the calm before the war.

On the way, Lao Hu bought two pots of pan-fried dumplings.

One pot for Brother Hao San, and one pot for myself and my little wife.

Wang Cuicui didn’t eat dinner yesterday, nor did she eat breakfast today. She just got married and she went hungry for two meals a day!

I passed by a grocery store and saw a picture of a modern girl holding a Coke on the wall, so I bought a few bottles.

Coca-Cola was born in the United States in 1886, entered the Chinese market in 1927, and established its first bottling factory in Shanghai. However, after the founding of the People's Republic of China in 1949, it withdrew from the Chinese market for political reasons. It was not until the reform and opening up in 1978 that it officially entered the Chinese market.

Lao Hu knew this bit of history because he liked drinking Coke in his previous life.

Lao Hu sighed in his heart: In a few months, ordinary people will be able to drink domestically produced cola.

As he was almost at the door of his house, Lao Hu saw from afar a group of spies in gray suits going in and out of his house, carrying wood. One of them was smoking and supervising next to them, and occasionally cursing.

The Nationalist government lost the north, and coal reserves were severely insufficient, so they could only use wood for burning.

A small spy with sharp eyes shouted, "Brother Hua!"

The leader turned around, took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, then flicked it away and greeted Lao Hu enthusiastically.

After walking a few steps, he turned around and cursed: "Hurry up, you still have to go distribute flyers after you finish your work!"

Hu Zhenhua clasped his fists and trotted quickly: "Brothers, thank you for your hard work! Thank you for your hard work!"

"Hua Zi, what are you talking about? If I were to get married, would you not come?"

This guy was quite outgoing and put his arm around Hu Zhenhua's shoulders, laughing.

Lao Hu was very puzzled and had no impression of this guy.

Judging from his demeanor, he should be a small team leader.

According to the organization, the Second Action Team should be a company. Since the end of the three major battles, all the related personnel have found excuses to be transferred away. The result is that the Second Team has become a reinforced squad!

After all, Shanghai is a first-class station with a heavy workload, so it has to expand its enrollment.

Lao Hu joined at that time.

Apart from a formal organization, there is nothing else.

They were never allowed to participate in core operations, nor could they enjoy the station's resources. All they did was do dirty work like recruiting people and raising funds.

The action team has a high reincarnation rate, about 30% every year.

Therefore, most teams are not fully staffed now.

Hu Zhenhua looked at the spies working hard, feeling a little embarrassed. He took out the only dozen dollars in his pocket and said, "Buy some Coke for the brothers to moisten their throats."

A dozen or so spies cheered.

"More Brother Hua..."

"Brother Hua is so generous..."

······

The team leader was unhappy. After scolding them and sending them away, he suddenly slapped himself in the face.

"Slap me in the face, huh?"

"Are you going to slap me in the face?"

Old Hu looked at the slap mark on the team leader's face, quickly apologized, and said something like "Brothers, we are all loyal and I won't say anything else."

Finally calmed him down.

While unloading the truck, Lao Hu chatted for a while and finally found out the team leader's name: Qi Bin.

This guy belongs to the Sixth Team of the Operations Department.

Second captain Ma Weiyuan and sixth captain Zhang Jiang are good friends, so the relationship between the two teams is relatively harmonious.

As for the other teams, they are not on good terms with Ma Weiyuan and are in competition with him.

When they walked in side by side, they saw Wang Cuicui directing everyone to stack the wood at the base of the wall. The pile was about ten feet high and covered with rainproof cloth.

Qi Bin obviously put a lot of thought into it, and the wood he sent was of the best quality, which burned well and was durable.

The eight-immortals table in the living room was brought out and tea was placed on it.

Old Hu handed the steamed buns and cola to Wang Cuicui and arranged for her to eat, but the little girl took the things back to the kitchen and came back to stand next to Old Hu.

After unloading the car, the sun was high in the sky and it was time for dinner, so I had to treat everyone.

While they were washing their hands, Lao Hu shouted, "Brothers, thank you for your hard work. I, Lao Hu, will take care of lunch."

Seeing Qi Bin was about to refuse, Lao Hu said in an unquestionable tone: "It's just a quick meal. It won't delay our brothers from carrying out their mission this afternoon!"

Qi Bin reluctantly agreed: "Okay!"

"Let's go to a nearby restaurant!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Bin quickly stopped Lao Hu and said, "Hua Zi, the brothers really have a mission this afternoon. If we're late, the captain will really give us a slap in the face. Just buy some shengjianbao or something. Isn't my brother having a party tonight? Let's get drunk then!"

He knew too well the character of his subordinates.

If we go to a restaurant, they will say: Boss, have a couple of sips of wine, the food is not delicious without wine!

If you don't agree, they will keep complaining.

If I agree, three or five bottles will definitely not be enough.

Are you still going to do your afternoon work?

Lao Hu showed helplessness on his face: "Okay, I'll listen to my brother."

In fact, he was very happy. He only had a dozen dollars at home. If he went to a restaurant, could he pay the bill with his face?

So, I look forward to the auction this afternoon, and it must be a success.

Otherwise, the newly married wife will have to go hungry for nine meals in three days.

I ordered a whole pot of mutton offal sold at the corner of the alley, and also ordered a hundred shengjian (stuffed dumplings) and three boxes of Coke.

Live together!