Chapter 78: Beat up the liar
It can be seen that these defeated soldiers still have some combat skills. At least they have not dropped their guns after escaping from the front line.
He Yuzhu was able to obtain more than 10 Zhongzheng rifles and nearly a thousand rounds of ammunition.

Then they took away all the things they had robbed.

After cleaning up the spoils, He Yuzhu simply packed up the buns and took them away. He did not close the bun stall and directly loaded the goods onto the Dodge truck next to him.
Then he drove away.

After passing the street corner, he parked the truck and turned into the alley.

The wounded soldiers who were left at the scene saw that He Yuzhu could even drive a truck.

Suddenly, I felt unwell.
"This bastard even drove away our car and lost so many guns. How can we explain it when we get back?"

"Explain, what to explain? I don't even know who did it. How can I explain?"

"Isn't it just a bun seller?

I just needed to ask around and I knew who it was. I didn’t need to worry about not being able to find my car anymore.”

"Do you have a brain?
The one who asked us to pay for the buns must be a bun seller. How could he be a bun seller if he dared to rob us? If he really was a bun seller, would he not eat for himself? Can the one who bought the buns drive a car?"

"Now what!
Let's not talk about guns.

In the eyes of the superiors, that truck is more valuable than all of us combined. If we go back like this, we'll be surprised if the superiors don't get upset.

But what can I do if I don’t join the army? I’m afraid I’ll starve to death if I go back to the countryside.”

"What else can we do? Quickly untie your belts. Let's go back to the front lines and join Master Ba before anyone knows."

"Well, that's the only way."

Watching the defeated soldiers fleeing to join the People's Liberation Army from afar,

He Yuzhu then came out and put the bun stall into the space, then put the buns on his back and walked towards Chaoyang Gate.

The reason why he didn't rush home was that he came to find the liar mentioned in the TV series who used fake money to buy Shazhu buns.
While watching the drama, he was wondering,
What kind of stupid person can forge a garbage currency like the Gold Yuan? Can they really make their money back?

After walking along the moat for a while, just when He Yuzhu thought he would never run into that liar again,
Unexpectedly, he delivered himself to the door.

"Hey man, what are you doing with all these bags on your back?"

No one had paid any attention to me along the way, so hearing someone asking me a question was like hearing the sound of nature.

She looked up at the man who was speaking.

I found him wearing a long gown and leather shoes, a top hat on his head, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and a very kind smile.

Well, this guy looks like a scoundrel, probably the one I'm looking for.

So I started to talk nonsense without thinking.
"Uncle, I have steamed buns in my bag. I am going to sell them in the city. What do you think, uncle? Do you want to buy some?"

After hearing what He Yuzhu said, the man really became interested.

I praised him casually.

"Wow, I didn't realize that a man like you can make money at such a young age. It's not easy. He will definitely have a great future.
Could you please put down your bag so I can see the quality of your buns?"

Hearing this request, He Yuzhu naturally agreed to his request.
After looking at the buns for a while, the man said that there were many people in his family and he was going to buy all the buns, and then he prepared to pay.

"Okay, uncle, I'll sell it to anyone anyway. Since you want it, I'll save some time.

I can go back and steam a few more baskets, and come out later."

After He Yuzhu agreed, he did not take any other action. He just watched the man take out the money.

Seeing this, the man took out a stack of money from his gown and handed it to He Yuzhu.
"Here, man, can I be without your money? Give me the buns!"

Just when He Yuzhu was still wondering if he had recognized the wrong person, he discovered that the money the man handed him was all French currency.

He Yuzhu thought to himself that this was right. Who would be so bored as to imitate the gold yuan? Isn't that a waste of materials?

Now that the mystery has been solved, he doesn't plan to argue with this guy any more.

He punched the man in the face, then quickly put away his bag.
"You're using French currency to buy my buns. Are you taking advantage of my young age? I can't beat you to death."

"Hey, you little bastard, how dare you hit someone?
I'm telling you, you have to sell it today, whether you want to or not, or I'll send you to the police station, and you'll suffer."

After being knocked to the ground by my punch, I saw the man getting up and still saying something cruel.

He Yuzhu was so angry that he couldn't stop talking.

He kicked the man to the ground, then punched and kicked him again.
"You bastard, not only did you force me to buy and sell, but you also blamed me for it. You don't even bother to ask what I do. How could I be afraid of you?"

He Yuzhu has never had a good impression of this kind of charlatan.
So the attack was quite heavy.
With his physical fitness, he only needed a few kicks to knock the man to the ground, where he couldn't get up. He could only moan "ouch, ouch" continuously.

After venting his anger, he stopped and started to rob the man.

Looking at the French currency found on the man, He Yuzhu couldn't help but curse,

"What the hell, you're only carrying French currency and you're still trying to cheat people, what bad luck!

You deserved to be beaten."

After saying that, he kicked the man hard on the back, then picked up his bag and walked away.

Only the man was left lying on the ground groaning in pain.

After beating the man, He Yuzhu felt refreshed and invigorated.
He walked into Chaoyang Gate, found a secluded corner, took out his cooking pole, and walked towards Nanluoguxiang while carrying it.

As soon as He Yuzhu entered the courtyard, he heard the laughter of "Hehehehaha".
Then I saw a few big snowmen piled up in the front yard.
Xu Damao, Yan Jiecheng and the others were playing snowball fights with He Yushui, Xu Zhaodi and the others behind the snowman.

From the direction of the Central Courtyard wafts the rich aroma of mutton offal soup.

Looking at the few people who were having so much fun, He Yuzhu smiled and called his sister,
"Yushui, hurry up and come and get your buns."

"Hey! Brother, you're back!"

After saying that, He Yushui rushed towards He Yuzhu with a look of surprise.
"Brother, you haven't sold all my buns yet!"

He put the basket on the ground, touched his sister's head, then opened the steamer lid, pointed at the buns inside and said,
"I haven't bought all of them yet. Look, I left a lot for you.

Hurry up, let's go back to the house and heat it up for you by the stove, and you can eat it later."

Seeing so many buns in the steamer, He Yushui jumped for joy.

"Yeah yeah, time to eat buns!"

He Yushui didn't care about that, but Xu Damao and the others came over and saw the buns in the steamer, and they were a little confused.
“No, Zhuzi, aren’t you the one who goes out to sell buns?

How come there are still so many left! ”

"It's left over, so why are you asking so many questions?
Okay, you guys hurry up and take a few buns back home to heat them up. I have to take the rest to the middle courtyard.
I'll have steamed buns and mutton soup for lunch today."

(End of this chapter)