Reason is still chaotic

Shen Jiali took a lazy sleep on Duan Muren's bed, and Duan Muren stayed lazy with him.

When the sun was three poles, the two woke up one after another.Duan Muren put on his clothes and got out of bed, dialed the intercom to the kitchen, and asked the servant to bring breakfast.

Duan Muren didn't get enough rest at night, so now his chin is livid, his eyes are red, his hair is messy standing on the top of his head, his temples are almost gray, his image is very old.He also knew that he didn't look good, so he hurriedly went to wash up.Shen Jiali sat on the bed and glanced at him, seeing clearly, could not help feeling disgusted in his heart.

But when they had breakfast together, he still took the initiative to pick some chopsticks for Duan Muren.Duan Muren ate and drank without saying a word, and ignored him.

After eating and drinking, the two went out together and went their separate ways in front of the house - Duan Muren was going to work, and Shen Jiali was going home.

Duan Muren took the car and left one step ahead.While waiting for the car to come out, Shen Jiali strolled towards the entrance of the alley ahead.The weather today is fine, neither hot nor cold and sunny.He moved forward step by step, and before he knew it, he reached the entrance of the alley.Stopping and looking at the road ahead, he saw a car passing by slowly, other than that, there was no other excitement.

He nodded, lamenting the decline of people's livelihood.Unexpectedly, the car suddenly braked after passing by, then slowly backed up, and the window opened accordingly.

Shen Zijing's face appeared behind the car window, still handsome and extraordinary.A cloud of black air hovered between his brows, and he just stared at Shen Jiali expressionlessly.

Shen Jiali knew that Duan Zhai's car would be coming soon, so he was not afraid of him.Thinking of all the failures this nephew had experienced under his command, he couldn't help showing a hint of sneer on his face.His eyes glanced at Shen Zijing's military uniform epaulets, he smiled and asked casually: "Nephew, long time no see, have you been promoted?"

Shen Zijing put his hand on the car door lock, and was about to push it open with all his strength, when he suddenly saw a car driving out of the alley and stopped beside Shen Jiali.As soon as the car door opened, Shen Jiali turned around and lifted his legs, and got in with a smile on his face.

Shen Zijing moved his hands away, turned to the front at the same time, and said in a low voice, "Drive."

Shen Jiali returned home and had nothing to do, so he opened the safe and counted the money.

While counting, he added, subtracted, multiplied and divided with his abacus, and estimated the value of several house deeds in his hand according to the market price.After completing this set of tasks, he felt refreshed and his physical pain disappeared.Locking this treasure back into the safe, he comfortably drank a cup of tea and ate a plate of snacks.He suddenly suspected that he was not good at calculating the accounts, and that the amount might be wrong, so he opened the safe again and made another calculation.

At this time, the cook came and said that there was no rice in the kitchen.

Shen Jiali has never treated servants as human beings, but only treats the cook kindly, because the cook's skills are really good.The news brought by the cook surprised him—he had never bought food himself, especially in the past two years, and he didn't care about such trivial matters at all.He always felt that rice should be in his own kitchen by nature, and there was a constant flow.

He took out the money and asked the cook to take a car to the grain store to sell rice.However, the cook told him: "Rice and white noodles are no longer sold in grain stores."

Shen Jiali was puzzled: "If you don't sell rice and white noodles, what kind of grain store is it?"

The cook stood in front of him with his hands hanging down: "Really, the Japanese took away all the rice and white noodles. Now there are only Gonghe noodles in the grain store."

Shen Jiali was even more puzzled: "Republic noodles?"

The cook couldn't explain the essence of Gonghe noodles to Shen Jiali, so he exchanged a cold hard steamed bun for a handful of Gonghe noodles from a courtyard a street away.

The Gonghe noodles were dumped on the brick floor in the courtyard, attracting both Shen Jiali and Xiao Liang to watch.

The surface is a dirty dark color reminiscent of horse manure.The cook grabbed a handful and wanted to knead the dough, but when he let go, he slapped the sand again: "Master, this stuff stinks, how can you eat it?"

Shen Jiali stretched out his hand, and because he thought it was dirty, he rubbed it with his fingertips: "Hey, what kind of dregs are mixed in here?"

"Looks like bean cakes and sorghum husks."

Shen Jiali shook his head and smiled: "Hey, this is also called noodles? Don't say I can't eat it, you can't eat it too! Damn it, it seems that people have to be an official. Now that I step down, there is something wrong. Money can't buy rice."

The cook thought for a while: "The Japanese have rice to eat, but rice is a rare commodity now, and they can't sell it outside!"

At this time, Xiaoliang's pup came over wagging his tail, leaned over to the Republican surface and sniffed it, then let out a "woof" and ran away with his paws.

Everyone in Shen's house couldn't stand the roughness and smell of the republican noodles, so the cook and the servant went out together in the car, bought food from a Japanese restaurant, and dealt with the lunch.Shen Jiali couldn't search for rice all over the street, so he could only call Duan Muren for help.

Not long after the phone was put down, Duan Muren's entourage drove over with three hundred catties of rice.

The rice is still new rice, and when cooked into rice porridge, the taste is extraordinarily sweet.Shen Jiali felt the value of rice, which led to an increase in appetite.After a full meal, he paced the courtyard, seeing Xiao Liang shaking his furry head and playing with the puppy again, his heart moved, and he remembered the important matter of passing on the family line.After some calculations, before he fell asleep that night, he actually planned this matter out.It's just that the eyebrows are crooked, and the absurdity is beyond words.

Now there is smoke everywhere outside Beiping city, and massacres happen every now and then. Villagers in Zhuangzi, old and young, all fled into the city in panic. However, the city is also a dead place, because there is no food and no way out.

But if this is the case, you still have to go to the city; if you don't go to the city, where can you go?

Under such circumstances, Shen Jiali exchanged a bag of miscellaneous noodles for a big girl who had just entered the city.

The eldest girl is actually not that old, she is only sixteen or seventeen this year, although she is hungry and thin, it can still be seen that she is a beauty.If her family could raise money for a new trousers and coat, the girl would have to wear new clothes and go to the sea as a secret door; fortunately, the family was poor and wanted to eat dirt, so she was able to preserve her chastity and did not immediately become a prostitute. .

A big girl, since she was born in a family that can send her to be a prostitute, and she is ready to be a prostitute herself, then she will risk everything.Now that she was pushed out by her parents to exchange for a bag of miscellaneous noodles, she didn't cry, knowing that whether she was taken to be a concubine or a rough girl, she could live a better life than at home. good.With a dove-shaped face covered in lice and fleas, she entered the gate of Shen's house.

Shen Jiali did not allow her to go further into his house, but ordered the kitchen to boil two buckets of boiling water and send them to the concierge, close the door and let the eldest girl wash it by herself, and took out a set of brand new cloth clothes prepared earlier for her to wear.

The only woman in Shen's house is the old lady who is in charge of laundry, so there is a new face today, and everyone is very curious.The eldest girl cleaned herself painfully in the concierge, smeared soap all over her body, rubbed off a lot of old mud, and scraped off the lice on her head with a grate.More than two hours later, she pushed the door open and walked out, and suddenly saw a row of young men and a dog squatting in front of her, she couldn't help but took a step back in shock, and hid in the room again.

At this time, Shen Jiali came over. It was rare that he didn't feel disgusted with this big girl.He still thought the older girl was dirty, so he stopped after a long distance, poked his head slightly and asked loudly, "Is her name Xing'er?"

The eldest girl recognized that this was the master, she nodded quickly, and made a humming sound like a mosquito.

Shen Jiali saw her face clearly, and saw that she was indeed a pretty girl, so he was relieved, seeing that the cook was also watching the fun, so he ordered: "Old Zhao, go and get her something to eat! "

Then he felt at ease, turned around and walked back to the courtyard.