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

Chapter 456 The teahouse is full of joy

When Lin Ze left the gendarmerie headquarters, all the gendarmes he saw stepped forward and saluted him.

If I could shake hands with Lieutenant Lin, I would be so happy.

Because Kitahara Ransuke had previously brought two cars of military police to the scene at the Datong Hotel, the news of Master Lin’s awesomeness had now spread throughout the entire headquarters.

Of course, Lin Ze didn't have a good impression of these Japanese devils, but that didn't stop him from greeting them with a smile.

After leaving the Military Police Headquarters in style, as soon as he got into the car, Niu Saner asked, "Sir, are we going back to the police station?"

Lin Ze waved his hand and said, "Why go back to the police station? I've been suspended. Go home!"

Niu Saner was stunned, then the corners of his mouth twitched and he almost laughed.

It’s better to go home. Uncle Lin hasn’t had a good rest for these days. He has been working so hard. He should go home and have a good rest. Otherwise, what if he gets exhausted?

Relevant person: Which eye of yours can see how diligent he is?

In less than half a day, the news that Mr. Lin was suspended from his post spread throughout the entire city of Beiping.

The owners of teahouses of all sizes were delighted. Business had been bad in the past two years, but today, for some reason, everyone came to the teahouse to drink tea and chat. Although most of them ordered a bowl of the cheapest high-foam tea and sat there all day, the owners were still happy. At least the business was good, right?

"I say, Master Lin, this is really not worth it. Why would he step out like that? What a pity. He is such a good person!"

In an unknown teahouse, several tables of people were sitting together chatting animatedly.

This teahouse is not a modified new-style teahouse. It still has the old-fashioned octagonal tables and benches. There are neither nice tablecloths nor exquisite tea sets, not to mention the clean and beautiful glass plate on the table.

So those who come to drink tea are all poor people, some of them are pulling carts or carrying big bags. They come here not for enjoyment, but out of necessity - after running for a long time and sweating, they get a bowl of high-foam tea and add water more than ten times. In the past, those who were particular about tea would add sugar to it, but now sugar is too expensive and they really can't afford it. However, the shopkeeper also has a way, if there is no sugar, he can add salt!

This is a method of replenishing electrolytes that simple people have inadvertently mastered.

The other type is the old families living nearby and some down-and-out bannermen. It is not easy for them to make a living, but they always try to maintain their dignity. Even if silk is replaced by foreign cloth, and foreign cloth is replaced by coarse cloth, and the coarse cloth has patches, they will still starch and wash it clean. No matter whether they have a ring on their hand or not, they will give a thumbs up.

The flower tea or melon slices that people used to drink were replaced by high-foam tea. Some people couldn't even afford high-foam tea, but the shopkeeper had a solution. He had a jar of the best "Qimen", which was called tea, but in fact it was full of stems without a single leaf. As long as they gave one big cent, they could drink the tea as they pleased, just like selling boiled water.

The steamed buns for tea were replaced with half-hard steamed bread. I would sit there for the entire afternoon, spitting out the tea foam while gnawing on the stone-like steamed bread. It was a unique experience.

If one day one can have half a sesame seed cake with tea, hey! This is enough to make tea drinkers recall the glory of the past!

"Not worth it? Grandma! Who is Master Lin? He is a good man with arms that can run horses! Do you think he can be the same as those officials? Master Lin doesn't want the official position, he wants the face! Let me ask you, he shot in the street, killed four little devils... killed four Japanese, look all over Beiping City, who else is there besides Master Lin!"

"Hey, that's right. I heard from my relatives that people in the outer three districts have a much better life than us. Putting other things aside, they don't take advantage of the land. Mr. Lin may be powerful, but he doesn't bully us poor people!"

Next to him, an old man with a shiny forehead and shoulder-length hair was chewing a steamed bun silently with a mysterious smile on his face. He just listened and didn't say anything.

Someone teased him, "Hey, old man, why don't you give us some advice today?"

The old man called Na Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "You are busy eating the leftover steamed bread, how can you have time to talk?"

This Mr. Na is really not a simple man. You can tell from his name that he was in the banner and was really rich in the past. Although he is not powerful, he is much better off than the men sitting in the teahouse. Unfortunately, after the crops were lost, Mr. Na's father could no longer lift or carry anything, and had to make a living by guarding the ancestral property.

If they could live in peace, it would be fine, but the world is in chaos. Today someone comes to the door to knock on a few doors, tomorrow someone comes to defraud two people, and the old man is addicted to opium, so after more than ten years, the family business was eventually ruined.

That guy is an only child and is even worse than his father. Apart from eating, drinking and having fun, he can't do any serious work.

But he lived a comfortable life in the first few years, not because of anything else, but entirely because he was someone's long-term attendant.

He is different from other attendants. He is not responsible for serving the master. He is only responsible for leading the master to eat, drink and have fun. He is more like an entertainment consultant.

Later, the Japanese invaded the city. Every prominent person in Peking had connections with the Japanese. I don't know if that guy was trying to compete with them or had other ideas, but he stopped hanging out with other young masters. Instead, he spent his days drinking tea and eating steamed buns.

When he said this, others understood.

A man with a looser hand gritted his teeth and said, "Boss, give that gentleman a plate of peach cakes!"

"Coming!"

The shopkeeper quickly brought a dish of peach cakes on a small coarse porcelain plate with two slices of peach cakes on top. This whole dish only cost four big coins.

The old man started spitting tea leaves again, and another man slammed the table, "Okay, I'll honor you! Boss, give me a pot of Dragon... Flower Tea!"

After eating and drinking, the old man raised his little finger and pointed out with disdain: "Those who work with their minds rule others, and those who work with their hands are ruled by others. You are all stubborn and will only eat steamed bread in this life. Who said that Master Lin was a pity? I tell you, Master Lin has made a big show this time! The Japanese will reward him well!"

Everyone was stunned. "Please tell me in detail. According to you, this is a good thing?"

"Let me ask you, has anyone ever heard of someone being suspended for killing a few devils? Mr. Lin's job at the police station was suspended, but his job at the headquarters was not!"

Everyone was confused, but they felt it was impressive. Someone asked, "But Master Lin killed the Japanese. Can the Japanese still reward him?"

The old man shook his head and said sadly: "Who said that the Japanese are a monolithic group?"

Then, the old man started to say something that no one could understand, about being of one mind, unity, and using foreign things to defeat foreign things.

Some people looked at the old man eating peach cakes and drinking scented tea, and they were jealous. They deliberately said, "Old Man Na, we are really stubborn and have to eat steamed bread. Unlike you, you can eat peach cakes after talking nonsense. Well, you can save a meal in the evening, right?"

Everybody started laughing, and the teahouse was filled with a happy atmosphere.