Dopey Ge returned to his room.
After a short while, a box of canned food was brought out of the room.
The other people in the small courtyard looked at the small box placed in front of them.
What was this?
Meng San was even more confused. Since when did Brother Dopey have such a thing in his room?
Under everyone's gaze, Dopey Ge pried open the box with a knife and took out a can.
"Brothers, do you want to know what this is?”
Dopey Ge kept him in suspense.
"Brother Dopey, what is this?”
Meng San was really curious.
"This is canned beef, authentic Japanese beef," Dopey Ge said again.”
Meat!
The courtyard was in an uproar.
This was something that could only be seen a few times a year.
Usually, it was already good enough to eat white noodles during the New Year.
Meat!
That was something that only the landlord could afford.
But now, the meat was in the jar in Dopey Ge's hand.
"Dopey, is there really meat in this jar?”
Meng Fugui could not resist the temptation.
"Uncle, it's really meat."
Dopey Ge was afraid that no one would believe him, so he used a bayonet to pry open the lid of the can, revealing what was inside.
"Uncle, try it."
Dopey Ge dug out a small piece of beef with a bayonet and handed it to Meng Fugui.
Meng Fugui opened his mouth and chewed the beef carefully.
"It's really meat, and it's so delicious.”
After Meng Fugui swallowed the small piece of beef in his mouth, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. It was obvious that the aftertaste was endless.
"Brother Dopey, let me try it too!”
Meng San also wanted to eat meat.
Dopey Ge dug out another small piece with his knife and put it into his mouth.
"Smells good."
"It smells so good."
"Brother Dopey, give me another piece!"
Meng San still wanted it, but the others did not agree.
"Dopey, let us try it too!”
"Brother, I want to eat meat."
This was the effect Dopey Ge wanted.
He and Meng San opened another can and gave each of them a small bite before distributing the can.
Meat!
So this was the taste of meat.
I didn't expect that we could live the life of a Japanese.
This canned beef was really delicious.
The people in the courtyard were savoring the aftertaste in their mouths. This was the first time many of them had eaten meat.
Looking at the box of canned food on the ground, everyone revealed greedy eyes.
But Dopey Ge obviously wouldn't give it to them for no reason.
Dopey Ge said to everyone when he saw that the time had come.
"Brothers, is the canned beef delicious?”
"It smells good," everyone replied.
"It's good that it's fragrant. Brothers, do you still want to eat it in the future?”
Dopey Ge smiled, his eyes revealing a crafty look.
"Yes!"
"Anyone who doesn't want to eat such delicious food is a fool.”
someone in the crowd replied.
The others echoed.
If he could eat this kind of canned food every day, he would be willing to die.
Some people had such thoughts and looked at the canned food on the ground with even more enthusiasm.
"Brothers, I can understand why everyone wants to eat canned food."
"But as everyone can see, there's a limited number of cans. It's impossible to eat every one of them.”
"However, as long as you fight the Japanese with me.”
"Let's not talk about anything else. There's enough canned beef in Japan!”
Whoosh…
A layer of stone stirred up a thousand waves.
As long as he joined Dopey Ge's anti-Japanese team, he would have an endless supply of canned beef.
There was such a good thing?
"Dopey, don't tell me you only have one box of canned food.”
Someone asked.
"If we join your team, we might not even get to see a hair, let alone a can.”
Dopey Ge didn't get angry when he heard this.
He turned around and walked back into the room where he was sleeping.
It didn't take long for him to bring out three boxes of canned food from the room.
After three trips, ten boxes of canned food were piled up in the yard.
One point in the system could be exchanged for ten boxes of this stuff.
It was worthless.
There were 30 cans in a box, so there were 300 cans in ten boxes.
The people in the courtyard were dumbfounded.
Especially the three members of the Meng family. They really couldn't figure out when Dopey Ge had moved these ten boxes in.
However, with so many people around, they were too embarrassed to continue asking.
The others in the courtyard finally understood.
So Dopey Ge wasn't bluffing.
It seemed that he could really manage enough canned beef to join his team.
Everyone began to hesitate.
Dopey Ge took the opportunity to throw out a message.
"Brothers, anyone who joins our anti-Japanese team today will immediately be given five cans to take home.”
"If you're joining tomorrow, then I'm sorry, but there are only three cans.”
"If you're coming the day after tomorrow, I'm sorry, but there's only one can.”
"If you come the day after tomorrow, there won't be any canned food left. If they wanted to eat canned food, they could only train with the team and eat with the team.”
What was that?
There was actually such a rule.
The young man in the courtyard was restless.
"Damn it, we can eat canned beef every day. Now, we can even bring canned beef home and let our families try it.”
"With such a good thing, it's a waste not to do it.”
Not long after, someone could not resist the temptation and stood up.
Immediately after, two more people chose to join the team.
Only three people chose to join today and bring five cans home.
Dopey Ge looked at the three people who had joined.
They all had parents with several children. Their families were poor and they did not have enough to eat at home.
As for the others, their families were in a better situation.
Although he couldn't eat too much, at least he wouldn't go hungry.
As long as it wasn't a year of great calamity, the situation was still passable.
However, if he wanted to eat meat, he probably wouldn't even get to do it once a year.
People nowadays were more filial.
For such a big matter like fighting the Japanese, a teenager in his twenties could not decide on his own.
Wang Xikuan was in the crowd, looking at the canned food with a burning gaze.
He wanted his mother to eat canned beef and taste the meat.
However, his mother only had one son.
If anything happened to the Japanese…
What should I do if I'm alone?
He had been raised by his mother since he was young, and their relationship was extremely deep.
Wang Xikuan was also famous for being a filial son in the village.
All of a sudden…
Wang Xikuan hesitated.
There were many people in the courtyard who were like him.
"Those who want to eat canned beef, come quickly!”
"If I miss this opportunity today, I can only bring back three cans tomorrow.”
Meng San shouted from the side, hoping that more people would join.
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