Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 1016: Dongbianmen Wonton Marquis

Hua Gu turned over and sat down on the hospital bed.

"Back in Yuancheng, Mr. Lin saved me once. This time, please lend a hand and tell me what to do. Mr. Lin, I will never forget your kindness. I am willing to do anything to repay you!"

"Hey, buddies, why are you doing all this? Sit down first, sit down, and let's talk slowly."

Hua Gu was like an obedient puppy. He pushed himself up with his hands, crossed his legs, and sat down on the bed.

Lin Ze: No, brother, I see your skills, you don’t look like you have been hungry for three days!

"Hanaya-kun, the current situation is that you have lost your authority in the Military Police Headquarters, and there is a crisis of trust with Okamura. Apart from these two points, nothing else matters."

Huagu was nodding like a chick pecking at rice.

"Let's talk about General Okamura first. Contact your family as soon as possible. I'll give you some information. General Okamura and General Tojo have a very delicate relationship. You are from a family of espionage and have extensive connections in Tokyo. If you are willing to help General Okamura plant a few people, or provide him with some information on a regular basis, wouldn't the general be very happy?"

"Sweep it to death!" Hua Gu's eyes flashed, "Lin Jun, that's at the military police headquarters..."

"Hanatani-kun, I have to say something about you. When you were in the Military Police Headquarters, you always wanted to monopolize power. But power is great, but what about responsibility? Just like this time, when someone picked on you, you couldn't shirk responsibility even if you wanted to. Look at me in Tianjin. The Counterintelligence Department does counterintelligence work, the Public Security Department does public security work, and the Technical Department does technical work. They are all in charge of their own areas and finally report to you. You just need to grasp the personnel power. What's the face? Even if they mock you in their hearts, what does it matter? You still have to be honest on the surface. Benefits are the most important!"

Hua Gu was hesitant and said, "Mr. Lin, to be honest, in my opinion, dignity is more important than life. Now, when I see those subordinates, I feel like they are laughing at me in their hearts. I feel uncomfortable all over. This is more painful than killing me!"

"Then you torment them! If anyone makes you feel uncomfortable, find their little faults, make things difficult for them, conduct internal audits, and make them suffer to the point of tears in front of you! Everyone will lose face, and they won't dare to mock you in their hearts, so you won't have to feel bad."

Hua Gu was stunned.

Wonderful!

I'm embarrassed, so everyone is embarrassed together!

Isn't it enough to arrest a few people you dislike, publicly try them, and punish them?

"Lin Jun, this is a great opportunity!"

Lin Ze smiled, and everything was said without words.

It is conceivable that the Peking Military Police Headquarters will be in chaos for some time to come.

The more trouble Hua Guzheng is in, the more people will miss Lin Ze. At that time, Qingshui Hao will only need to make a little move to win people's hearts for Lin Ze.

What the hell is Hua Gu Zheng, he’s just a mascot.

The real commander of the Peking Military Police Headquarters will always be Lin Jun!

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After a month or so of struggling in Peking, September came in a flash.

Although there was nothing serious happening in Tianjin, it would not be good not to go back. Lin Ze asked Niu Saner to make preparations and planned to return to Tianjin in the next two days.

Before leaving, the two went to stroll around the East Gate.

Coincidentally, I saw that the wonton stall that had opened a few years ago was still open, but it was much larger. It turned out that the boss was the only one carrying a load on his back, with various utensils on one side and a small stove on the other.

Now there is a fixed stall with a stove set up and a chopping board next to it where a woman is making wontons. There are three tables to the side, which are fairly clean.

It was almost noon and I didn’t feel like eating any big fish or meat, so I just had two bowls of wontons.

"Boss, give me two bowls of wontons!"

At that time, there were not so many fillings to choose from when eating wontons in Beijing. It was either pork mixed with a little dried shrimp skin, or pork and celery.

You can buy it by the bowl or by the liang. The liang refers to the weight of the wonton wrappers, and one liang equals about ten wonton wrappers.

When eating wontons, in addition to the skin and filling, the soup is also very particular. At this time, it is popular to make soup with large bones, add seaweed and dried shrimp skins, and one thing that is not common in other places is winter vegetables.

The so-called winter vegetables are made by pickling Chinese cabbage or mustard greens. They are salty, fresh, crispy and crunchy when bitten.

The shopkeeper called out, "Okay, both of you, find a place to sit, the food will be ready soon!"

Poke the stove on and soon the broth has boiled. Use a colander to scoop up the wontons and put them in. When they are translucent, prepare two bowls first. Use a small spoon to pour various seasonings into the bowls, use a large spoon to scoop a spoonful of broth into the bowls, take out the wontons and put them on top.

It was brought up quickly. "Gentlemen, please enjoy. The preserved vegetables and chili oil are on the table. I also have sesame pancakes. If you want..."

I don’t know why, but many people will order two sesame cakes when eating wontons at this time.

I guess one bowl of wontons was not enough to fill him up, and he was reluctant to order another bowl, so he ate two sesame cakes with the wonton soup to fill his stomach.

Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, he suddenly asked hesitantly in a low voice: "Master Lin, is it Master Lin?"

Lin Ze smiled and said, "Boss, how are you? Do you still have my fine porcelain bowl?"

It was just a joke, but the shopkeeper's eyes turned red. He ran to the stove and took out an object from a small cabinet next to it. It was wrapped in three layers of fine cloth. When he opened it, he saw that it was the fine porcelain bowl.

"Master Lin, I'm looking forward to serving you a bowl of wontons again. I've been keeping this item well..."

As he said this, the shopkeeper actually knelt down and kowtowed. The woman who was making wontons also ran over and knelt down.

Niu Saner hurried to stop him, but Lin Ze put down his chopsticks and said, "Get up quickly! How can I eat like this?"

The shopkeeper began to sob, "Master Lin, we will never forget your kindness."

"Look at what you said. I ate two bowls of wontons from you and it felt like I was doing you a favor."

"Uncle Lin, you don't know that in recent years, food control has been tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again. I was caught once, and the chief of the patrol station spoke for me, but it was no use. I said that Uncle Lin also likes to eat wontons at my place. The Japanese asked, which Uncle Lin? I said there was another Uncle Lin, the one who went to Tianjin! As a result, the Japanese let me go, broke my bowl, and made me pay compensation!"

The shopkeeper wiped his tears and said, "Later, I stopped selling wontons. The chief of the patrol station found this stall for me. I rely on this stall to support my parents, my wife and children. Now my children are all in school. Master Lin, if it weren't for you, I don't know where I would have become a wild ghost!"

Lin Ze also felt a little emotional after hearing this.

In this kind of world, whoever can be protected should be protected. I didn't expect that I could save my life by mentioning my own name. This can be considered as passively doing good deeds.

"Okay, then I won't pay for the wontons today."

The shopkeeper burst into laughter and said, "Master Lin, forget about eating two bowls of wontons. Even if you asked me to go through fire and water, I wouldn't blink an eye!"

The wontons made by this shopkeeper were indeed delicious. Lin Ze ate a bowl and asked for another. Finally, he asked, "Shopkeeper, what's your name?"

"I wouldn't dare, my little surname Hou."

"Niu San'er, please get some paper and pen!"

Niu Saner went to the shop next door to ask for paper and pen, and Lin Ze started writing.

"Wonton Hou!"