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

Hu Zhenhua was taken to an adobe house.

The room was extremely simple, with only a bed and a wooden table, but it was exceptionally clean.

Gu Shun was dumbfounded and asked stutteringly,

"Mr. Hu, are you a Communist?"

Hu Zhenhua grinned and asked,

"Do you think I look like that?"

Gu Shun shut up. Who would be locked up after returning home? He calmed down and continued to ask,

"Why did you give them the medicine?"

Hu Zhenhua waved his hands and laughed.

"Xiao Gu, let me correct you, it was you who gave it to me, not me!"

Gu Shun: ...￥

Ali held his head and squatted in the corner!

Just now, Hu Zhenhua called him "Xiao Gu". Ali thought his master was insulted and wanted to stand up for him, but he was beaten into a pig's head.

Now he is obedient!

Not long after, the door was pushed open, and an old woman brought six bowls of hand-rolled noodles and placed them on the eight-immortal table.

Qu Xiaodou enthusiastically stepped forward to help, trying to get close to him,

"Auntie, did you make these noodles? They smell so good!"

No matter how Qu Xiaodou nags, the old woman remains silent, puts down her chopsticks and leaves!

Hu Zhenhua looked at the noodles made of white flour with an egg inside.

After tossing and turning all night, he was really hungry, so he picked up a bowl and started eating with slurps!

At Hu Zhenhua's invitation, the other three security guards each occupied a corner of the eight-immortals table and ate with relish!

Gu Shun was also very hungry, but when he looked at the large coarse porcelain bowl and then at the crooked bamboo chopsticks, he instantly lost his appetite.

If the master doesn’t eat it, the apprentice will definitely not eat it!

After finishing a bowl, Qu Xiaodou jokingly said,

"Boss, you really don't want to eat?"

Gu Shun snorted coldly and looked away!

"Then I'm not welcome!"

Qu Xiaodou shared the remaining two bowls of noodles with the two security guards and ate them all!

They also came from a poor family and often went hungry before they met Hu Zhenhua!

White flour noodles are something you can only eat every now and then.

After Hu Zhenhua finished his meal, he looked at his watch and it was already four o'clock!

Just at this moment, the door opened and a man in a gray military uniform walked in. He was thin and looked to be in his fifties.

"Mr. Hu, Mr. Gu, hello, I'm Jiang Zhen! I'm sorry for the inconvenience!"

Since coming ashore, Hu Zhenhua has never introduced himself. In just half an hour, the Red Army has found out his and Gu Shun's identities?

Is its intelligence capability so terrifying?

Old Hu had no idea that he and Gu Shun were both famous figures, and it would be hard for them not to know about the red cause!

Hu Zhenhua stretched out his hand, shook hands with Jiang Zhen, and said with a smile,

"Mr. Jiang, you're too kind. In this situation, a bowl of hot egg noodles is better than any delicacies!"

Seeing Gu Shun's dark face and motionless face, he shouted,

"Xiao Gu, come over and say hello to the master!"

Jiang Zhen narrowed his eyes and looked at the scene curiously.

He had received news that Hu Zhenhua had sent a batch of medicine and salt! But Gu Shun, who was accompanying him, seemed a little abnormal.

He was very curious about what happened.

Gu Shun is no ordinary person. He is the head of the Green Gang in Jinling and has tens of thousands of thugs under him.

The Red faction had considered taking over No. 45 Yanjiang Wharf, but failed to do so.

Gu Shun stood up reluctantly and greeted Jiang Zhen!

Hu Zhenhua said happily,

"Mr. Jiang, where's my camera? I have to record this scene!"

Jiang Zhen couldn't understand Hu Zhenhua's idea and was very hesitant.

"this?"

He was very hesitant. Now was a critical moment in the KMT-CPC negotiations. How could dozens of tons of medicines suddenly appear on the north bank of the river?

Could this be a conspiracy of the reactionaries?

Now Hu Zhenhua wants to take pictures again, we must be on guard!

Hu Zhenhua seemed to see through his thoughts and said with a smile,

"After taking the photos, the camera and film will remain with you!"

Hu Zhenhua turned sideways and pointed at Gu Shun and said,

"It's mainly because Mr. Gu wants to leave his name in history, so I won't appear in the photo!"

Jiang Zhen suddenly understood and called a young soldier over, asking him to get the camera.

Hu Zhenhua was in a better mood and ordered,

"Xiaodou, take Mr. Gu out to take some pictures. Take more pictures and hurry up, it's almost dawn!"

"Yes!"

After everyone had left, Hu Zhenhua suddenly became serious and said,

"Time is limited, and what I am about to say is very important..."

……

At 5: in the morning, Hu Zhenhua returned to the south bank of the Yangtze River.

He looked back at the small wooden boat, his legs still a little weak.

Just now in the river, the boat was shaking so much that he vomited out the whole bowl of hand-rolled noodles he had eaten!

After a long pause, he patted Gu Shun's shoulder and said with a smile,

"Xiao Gu, I'll give you the whole morning to arrange for your family. In the afternoon, I must see that all the stalls have set up gambling games!"

He grinned, smiling evilly.

"Of course, you can also go to the Jiang Defense Headquarters and sue me!"

Gu Shun shuddered!

Just because he lost medicines and antiques, Mr. Tang will not let him off!

Not to mention that he also has photos of himself collaborating with the Communist Party!

"I dare not, I dare not, I will definitely do as you ask, sir!"

In order to prevent any accidents, Hu Zhenhua painted a big pie for him.

"As long as you do this well, I promise you that the profit will be at least one million dollars! Also, I've already given your organization in Japan a name: the Yakikai. From now on, you'll be the founding father, and you'll enjoy the blood and incense of future generations!"

The tradition of blood food and incense burning originated from ancient Chinese religious and cultural beliefs.

In ancient times, people believed that gods and ancestors possessed supernatural powers that could influence human destiny and well-being. To pray for the protection and blessings of gods and ancestors, people would perform sacrificial ceremonies and offer various sacrifices, including blood, food, and incense.

Blood food refers to the use of animal blood or meat as a sacrifice. In ancient times, people believed that blood symbolized life and possessed mysterious powers. Therefore, blood food was used to worship gods and ancestors as a way to express respect and pray for them. Incense, on the other hand, refers to the smoke produced by burning spices and wood. It was considered the food and breath of gods and ancestors. People burned incense to worship gods and ancestors, expressing their respect and prayers.

This tradition of offering sacrifices has a long history in Chinese history, and similar practices can be found in various religions and cultures. For example, Taoism and Buddhism also have rituals involving burning incense and offering sacrifices. Furthermore, some folk beliefs and traditional customs also use blood, food, and incense to worship gods and ancestors.

Hu Zhenhua held Gu Shun's hand with a sincere look on his face.

"Xiao Gu, the little Japanese pigs have committed countless crimes. You are fighting against the Japanese and are a national hero. In the future, 600 million people will be proud of you. Your deeds will be written into books and passed down through the ages. Your experiences will be adapted into movies and screened all over the world!"

"It's exciting to think about having countless little Japanese pigs crawling at your feet!"

"In the future, you will not only be the ruler of the Japanese underworld, but also the dark king of the world!"

"In the future, you will be the spiritual leader of the underworld, and everyone will take every word you say as their guiding principle!"

"In the future, you will be the idol of countless young people. They will imitate your every move!"

Hu Zhenhua calmed down, looked at Ali again, and continued to fool around.

"Ali, follow your master diligently. Why is Guan Yu praised throughout the ages? It's all because of his trustworthiness. In the future, you will also have a place on the Yaqi Society's shrine!"

"Also, Japan is a great place. As long as you have money, you can do whatever you want. In the future, I will sponsor you to make romantic action movies. Those Japanese female stars will have to look up to you. Go ahead, a bright future awaits you!"

……

Hu Zhenhua didn’t know whether Gu Shun and Ali believed it or not, but he almost believed it anyway!

The dock is awake in the early morning, and porters are traveling back and forth between the ships and the dock!

Hu Zhenhua looked at the rolling waters of the Yangtze River, with a smile on his face!

Good morning, Jinling!