"Don't the British have enough ammunition for themselves?" Yamayama Aritomo said sarcastically to Tom.
Of course, Tom could not appear as a member of the British Secret Intelligence Service. His current identity was a businessman with connections. Hearing Yamayama Aritomo's mockery, Tom felt a little embarrassed. The war in Southern Africa had begun. The British were worried about a surprise attack from China, so they had prepared a lot of weapons and ammunition. In order to transport so many weapons and personnel to South Africa, the British really did not have any ships to deliver goods to Japan. There was nothing in Japan that the British felt was worth buying. It was no longer profitable to transport goods to Japan. The British were not interested in ships to begin with, and now they were even less interested.
Therefore, Tom was not unhappy with Yamayama Aritomo's sarcasm. He just felt a sense of loss of interest. There was nothing to do in Japan. If the Japanese Meiji government was quickly defeated, Tom could go back to his motherland. At least he could do something more meaningful.
Despite thinking about it, Tom still tried his best to answer, "By next year, we can send ships to Japan."
"Next year? Hmph, are you going to collect our corpses next year? "Yamayama Aritomo sneered.
Tom was stunned. He was surprised by Yamayama Aritomo's words. Could it be that the Meiji government could no longer hold on? So Tom quickly said, "Yamayama Aritomo, I don't think China will intervene in the Japanese civil war. Letting the Hokkaido army annex the Western Bureau will not benefit China at all. After Japan is unified, it will immediately choose to get rid of China's control … "
Yamayama Aritomo listened quietly with an indifferent expression. Tom felt a little embarrassed when he saw Yamayama Aritomo's reaction. He even felt that what he did might have been a little too much. In the end, he felt that there was nothing more to say, so he simply chose to leave. After Tom left, Yamayama Aritomo said to the person in the other room, "Himura, what do you think of what the British said?"
"Yamayama Aritomo, are you regretting your decision to choose the British instead of China?" The paper door opened, and a young man with red hair and a cross scar on his face walked out. The paper door in Japan was not high. Most people would probably have to bend their waist and lower their head to enter. This man walked through the paper door with his head held high and his back straight. He walked through the paper door and sat next to Yamayama Aritomo calmly.
"Himura, you're always so sharp-tongued." Yamagata Yupeng laughed bitterly. Although he smiled bitterly, Yamagata Yupeng did not refute. Now, many people in the Meiji government had begun to reflect. If they had not stubbornly believed that China was not as powerful as the United Kingdom and insisted on the pro-British and anti-Chinese route, the current situation would probably be completely different.
"Didn't the Meiji government send anyone to negotiate with China?" Feimura asked as he looked at the maple leaves in the yard. After that, he began to taste the tea in the teacup.
Yamagata Aritomo couldn't help but shake his head slightly. People always had a habit. The current Meiji government believed that there was no way to seek peace from China. In Japanese tradition, peace is to change the banker. As for how the people below would continue playing, that was the problem of the people below. At the very least, Shan County Youpeng and his gang would not have the chance to continue playing. Even if they were not beheaded, they would be deposed, imprisoned, or have no future. Yamagata Yupeng had been unstoppable all his life. If he ended up like this, he would rather command the troops to die on the battlefield.
Seeing that Yamagata Yupeng was silent, Feimura put down the teacup and said, "Mr. Yamagata, I am the child of a poor farmer. If it wasn't for the war, I wouldn't have the opportunity to sit with you. So I want to tell you that I personally support the policy of state-owned land. "
This sentence stabbed into Yamagata Yupeng's heart. He subconsciously frowned, and a helpless and painful expression appeared on his face. The leaders of the Hokkaido army were once defeated by the Meiji army. After the fall of the Tokugawa shogunate, these people lost their political power. Whether it was manpower, military strength, financial resources, or force, they could not win the war from any point of view.
China's support for Hokkaido was indeed important, but Hokkaido did not rely on China's aid to muddle along. They relied on the policy of state-owned land to attract a large number of poor people to join them step by step. And now, they were on par with the Meiji army and divided Japan equally. Because of the existence of Lake Biwa and the characteristics of the shape of Japan's territory, as long as there was no special imbalance in the navy, it was easy to form a situation of confrontation between the east and the west. The Hokkaido army located in the east had the coal and iron base of Hokkaido, and the Meiji army located in the west had the coal and iron complex of Kyushu. In the short term, it was indeed hard to see who was stronger and who was weaker.
What made Yamagata Yupeng very uneasy was that more and more people began to support the Hokkaido army after knowing the system of state-owned land. Moreover, in the history of Japan, during the decisive battle between the east and the west, the west army really did not have any historical achievements that made people feel happy.
After a moment of silence, Yamagata Yupeng said, "Feimura, I want to invite you to Tokyo to have a look. I don't know what has become of that place after it was taken away. The war between the two sides is so fierce, I am very worried. "
Feimura put down the teacup and said to Yamagata Yupeng, "Okay, I will go and have a look. In fact, there are some of my friends there, I am also worried about their situation. "
Looking at Feimura's back, Yamagata Yupeng calculated in his heart. Feimura was born poor, and he had an instinctive dislike for the ugly things in society. After Tokyo was taken away by the Hokkaido army, it was probably tortured badly. Seeing such a Tokyo, Feimura would definitely be disgusted with the Hokkaido army, and maybe Feimura would start to assassinate them in Tokyo.
Even if things did not turn out as Yamagata Yupeng thought, Yamagata Yupeng still hoped that Feimura would be sent to Tokyo. This person had an unshakable insistence on justice, since he could say that he supported the system of state-owned land, it must be sincere. However, this was a completely different view from the Meiji government. Just one sentence from Seiji would trigger the purge of Himura. Yamagata Yupeng did not want that to happen.
On the first of December, Tokyo was slightly colder than Kyoto, and the door of the noodle shop had been replaced with a thicker and longer curtain. In the evening, the curtain was lifted, and a customer walked in. Regardless of who the customer was, the proprietress immediately shouted, "Welcome."
When she raised her head, she saw a very familiar face. Red hair, cross-shaped scars on his face, and a beautiful baby face, no matter how you looked at him, it was doubtful that he was even twenty years old.
"Proprietress, give me three bowls of noodles." The young man smiled.
The proprietress looked behind the young man and saw a young woman in her early twenties standing behind the customer Feimura, holding the hand of a five or six-year-old girl. The little girl had a face that was very similar to her father's, such a little beauty leaning against her mother, curiously looking at the layout of the shop.
After the family of three sat down, the proprietress said, "Dear customer, I recommend you try our shop's new product, beef noodles."
"Why don't you have China buckwheat noodles? I miss your noodles and eggs very much. "Feimura asked in surprise.
The proprietress did not want to rip off a regular customer, she smiled and said, "Dear customer, to tell you the truth. Buckwheat and egg noodles are too expensive, it is not worth it, we have already changed to beef noodles. "
It was obvious that Feimura did not understand this at all, his delicate face showed a puzzled expression, "Is beef cheaper than eggs?"
"Dear customer, you are right. Currently, all the wheat flour and beef imported from Tokyo are imported from China. Wheat flour is cheaper than buckwheat noodles, and beef is cheaper than eggs. "The proprietress explained.
Feimura did not know how to comment on this matter. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he had no standard to judge it. Since the proprietress was so enthusiastic in recommending beef noodles and hinting that beef noodles were cheaper than buckwheat noodles, he had no other choice but to accept.
When the beef noodles were served, Feimura was at a loss for words. The meat, eggs, vegetables, and soup were all the richest he had ever seen. So many ingredients occupied a large bowl of noodles, and just from the part that was exposed from the thick broth, he could tell that the noodles were indeed wheat flour. From the size of the noodles, it was completely out of line with the customs of Japan. At this point, Feimura could no longer turn back. He first took a sip of the broth. It was really thick meat broth, and it was really beef. He then picked up a few strands of noodles and ate them. The noodles were chewy and tasted good.
The family of three had nothing to say, and finished all three bowls of noodles. It was not lunchtime, and there were no customers in the shop, so Feimura began to chat with the proprietress.
"Dear customer, have you just returned to Tokyo?" the proprietress asked. Seeing Feimura nodding, the proprietress sighed and said, "During the chaos of war, many people ran away. It can't be helped."
"Your noodles are really cheap." Feimura could not help but praise.
The proprietress said with a proud tone, "It can't be helped. During the war, many crops were destroyed. When the war stopped, Tokyo would not have enough food to use. Now the government has allowed the Chinese to open grain and meat shops here. As long as the citizens register with them, they can get food coupons and meat coupons to buy flour and meat from these grain and meat shops. At first, I thought there must be something wrong with the free food and meat. After using it for a while, I finally confirmed that there was no problem. "
"Does everyone really have the money to buy food and meat?" Feimura asked doubtfully.
"As long as you sign up to participate in the reconstruction of Tokyo, the government will give you wages, food coupons, and meat coupons. But... "the proprietress sighed after saying that.
"But what?!" Feimura immediately asked.
The proprietress complained, "But, the grain and meat shops in China only sell wheat flour and beef. They don't sell anything else. Buckwheat noodles and rice are all locally grown, but the price is more than double the price of wheat flour in China. Customer, you like my buckwheat noodles so much. Beef buckwheat noodles taste good. But the price of local food is too high, and I really can't afford it. "
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