Wind Chaser: Rebirth in the 18th Year of the Republic of China

After a while, the door was opened and the person in charge of guarding him brought in a bowl of millet porridge and a steamed bun.

Shen Tunan took a look and didn't move.

"Eat. You are a prisoner, and the section chief actually gave you such good food. Don't be ungrateful."

You have to know that they usually eat almost the same things in the morning. It is already very good that this man is not treated the same as ordinary prisoners.

Shen Tunan looked at the thing called "breakfast" in front of him.

A dirty, broken bowl filled with porridge and a yellow steamed bun with some unknown filling.

Can this be called breakfast?

Even if he knew that ordinary people's food was not as good as what he ate at home, there should at least be soy milk, fried dough sticks, eggs, and steamed buns, right?

Forget it. Now that we are in such a poor place, we might as well eat first and find a chance to escape.

It’s not that Shen Tunan can’t endure hardships, it’s just that he doesn’t want to endure hardships that he shouldn’t endure.

Nowadays, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. He picked up the steamed bun on the plate and wanted to break it open to see what the filling was.

When I looked, it was all noodles, nothing else.

"Why is there no stuffing in this steamed bun?"

He had never tasted anything like it, and it looked like the chef had cut corners.

The guard was also stunned. Why was this person chosen?

He said impatiently: "Where does the stuffing come from in steamed buns? The stuffing is called a baozi."

Shen Tunan didn't ask any more questions and just picked it up and started eating.

This kind of steamed bun really has no taste at all, but at least it can fill his stomach.

After he finished eating, he put the empty bowl and plate together and placed them aside.

After seeing this, the guard took the bowl away and closed the door again.

Shen Tunan stayed in the room alone, not saying a word, quietly listening to the sounds outside.

As the sky brightened, there was a commotion outside.

The sounds of children playing and villagers hawking their wares continued all the time.

"Comrades of the Red Army, thanks to you, we are able to live a good life. These are the eggs that our old hens have laid these days. You can take them back to replenish your body."

The excited voices of the people outside reached Shen Tunan's ears. He stood up curiously and went to the crack in the door to check.

Many villagers surrounded the Red Army, giving them gifts and asking about their well-being, which seemed a little unreal to Shen Tunan.

When he worked at the central bank, he would drive his car directly to the front door of the central bank, get off the car and go straight into the office. Even if there were familiar clients, they would talk about business and issues such as interest rates that were related to how much money they could make, rather than giving gifts.

I have the impression that it's not just their bank, it seems like all banks in Shanghai are like this. Everyone goes to the bank to make more money, and there is no such thing as giving things away for free.

Shen Tunan felt mixed emotions for a moment, as if this was the scene he had imagined when they met, but this was a scene he would never experience at the central bank.

When Shen Jinzhen finished her work, it was almost noon. She went directly to Comrade Lei Ming's office and asked if she could go see Shen Tunan so that she could help persuade him to return to the organization.

In fact, Shen Jinzhen had no idea about this matter, because in his previous life, his brother was only touched, but he had no intention of surrendering. Moreover, he ran away at night when everyone was busy putting out the fire because the bank suddenly caught fire.

"Okay, Jinzhen, go and take a look. It's noon now. Bring him two more dishes so he can have a taste of our Soviet food."

Lei Ming said with a smile, he knew that instead of going to persuade them himself, it would be more effective if he went there himself.

"Chief Lei, please let me go too. Mr. Shen and I are old acquaintances."

When Wei Ruolai heard that Jin Zhen was going there, he wanted to go with him to see the teacher and try his best to persuade him to change his position and stay in their Soviet.