On the way to the south of the city, Monk Wei seemed to have thought of something and asked Wang Chengzhu on the side: "Battal Commander, those landlords and squires will give gifts to Ichiro Hirata later. Do you think we should also give a gift? Otherwise, go empty-handed.

Maybe I’ll be exposed before I even get in.”

Wang Chengzhu thought about it and thought so, so he smiled and said: "Monk, what you said seems to make sense, but what should I give you?"

At this moment, several sheep calls of "baa baa baa" came to Wang Chengzhu's ears. Wang Chengzhu looked for the sound and suddenly had an idea: "Yes!"

Monk Wei followed Wang Chengzhu's gaze and said, "Batalion Commander, you don't want to give a few sheep to Ichiro Hirata, do you?"

Wang Chengzhu smiled strangely: "Sheep? Pingtian old devil is going to return to the west soon, why else eat sheep? Sheep dung and eggs are more like it."

"Go and buy me a gift box. Remember, the gift box must be exquisite, and then fill it with sheep dung eggs!"

Monk Wei grinned widely and said, "Batalion Commander, I really have you!"

…

Time flew by, and soon it was six o'clock in the afternoon, and it was getting dark.

The entrance of Juxian Tower.

Ichiro Hirata and Koji Kameda, together with a group of Japs officers, took a photo at the door and entered the Juxian Tower one by one.

Then, the puppet army officers and landlords and gentry who came to celebrate his birthday also came over with birthday gifts.

People came and went outside the Juxian Restaurant. The Japanese and puppet soldiers searched everyone who entered the restaurant one by one. They only recognized the invitations but not the people.

Not long after, Wang Chengzhu also led Monk Wei to not far from the entrance of the restaurant.

Monk Wei weighed the gift box in his hand and said with some concern: "Battal Commander, you think we will be discovered if we send Ichiro Hirata sheep dung eggs?"

Wang Chengzhu did not answer but asked: "Has the box been sealed?"

Monk Wei: "It's sealed!"

Wang Chengzhu asked again: "Can you smell it?"

Monk Wei lifted the gift box, put it to his nose, smelled it, and said, "I can't smell it. Even if the devil puts his nose to the box, he won't be able to smell it."

Wang Chengzhu: "Isn't that the case? The puppet soldiers who receive the gifts don't know how to open the gift boxes."

Monk Wei: "Yes!"

After a pause, he thought of something again and said, "By the way, battalion commander, you have to move slowly later."

Wang Chengzhu asked in confusion: "Why?"

Monk Wei: "Wait until we have eaten and drank enough. We have been hungry all afternoon. You have to calm down and don't look back. As soon as I brought the bowl to you, before I even finished eating, your gun went off!"

Wang Chengzhu joked: "Looking at your potential, eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat!"

"But what you said seems to make sense. Yes, let's wait until we're full!"

"Let's go, don't let those bastards eat all the delicious food."

After saying that, Wang Chengzhu took the lead and walked towards the door of Juxian Tower.

Monk Wei smiled innocently and followed immediately.

"Hello, hello, you two, please come in!"

The four-eyed translator who greeted guests at the door saw Wang Chengzhu and Monk Wei approaching, holding invitations in their hands, and immediately greeted them warmly.

Wang Chengzhu bowed his hand in return and walked in.

At this time, the Juxian Building was abuzz with excitement.

Japanese photographers kept taking photos as souvenirs, and familiar officers of the Imperial Army and landlords and gentry also greeted each other warmly.

Chu Yunfei and Sun Ming each wore long gowns and felt hats on their heads.

They entered the restaurant ahead of Wang Chengzhu. After putting down their gifts at the reception desk, they entered the lobby and found an empty table in the corner and sat down.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Chengzhu and Monk Wei also walked in.

After Wang Chengzhu and Chu Yunfei said hello with their eyes, they found a table on the other side and sat down.

Tonight, everyone's eyes were focused on Ichiro Hirata, trying to find an opportunity to curry favor with him. Few people noticed Wang Chengzhu and the others.

In this way, Monk Wei felt at ease. He picked up the meat and wine on the table and started eating and drinking. The nature of the fake monk was fully exposed.

At this time, Monk Wei only had one sentence in his mind: Oh my god! This wine is so fragrant and this meat is so delicious...

As time went by, there were more and more people in the restaurant, and soon it was all packed.

At this time, the four-eyed translator who was greeting guests at the door came in. He walked to Ichiro Hirata and reported in a low voice: "Taijun Hirata, the guests are almost here."

Ichiro Hirata nodded, and the four-eyed translator understood what he meant. He immediately turned around and shouted at the top of his voice: "Everyone, everyone! Quiet, quiet!"

After hearing the words of the four-eyed translator, the puppet army officers and the landlords and gentry in the lobby immediately stopped talking and all looked at Ichiro Hirata.

However, Wang Chengzhu and Monk Wei didn't care so much and were still eating and drinking on their own.

After Wang Chengzhu's last criticism and education, Monk Wei had obviously restrained himself a lot. Although he was still eating and drinking, and even raised and lowered his hands on a roast chicken, he did not pick up the plate again.

The four-eyed translator continued: "Today is His Excellency Ichiro Hirata's forty-fifth birthday. Now I ask His Excellency Ichiro Hirata to give you a lecture!"

Immediately, Ichiro Hirata stood up and strode to the middle of the lobby. He glanced at everyone and said with a solemn expression: "I, Ichiro Hirata, thank you all for coming, thank you very much!"

After speaking, he bowed.

Since Ichiro Hirata spoke in Japanese, after he finished speaking, the four-eyed translator on the side immediately translated it in Chinese.

After the four-eye interpreter finished speaking, Hirata Ichiro continued: "As a Japanese soldier, it is said that the moment he takes off his civilian clothes and hands over his personal belongings, it means a complete farewell to his personal life in the rear. Therefore, such a birthday

The banquet was very luxurious."

"Since the Manchurian Incident, I, Hirata Ichiro, have not enjoyed better treatment than an army horse. The army only used a postcard to recruit me from my mother's side."

After the four-eye translator finished the translation, Hirata Ichiro began to sing a song, remembering his mother, and even wiped away tears when he was emotional.

Monk Wei raised his head curiously and asked: "Shopkeeper, what's wrong with Ichiro Hirata? He wipes his nose and tears sometimes."

Wang Chengzhu smiled and said: "I'll let you know how to eat. Ichiro Hirata said he missed his mother."

Monk Wei looked away, drank some wine, and muttered cursingly: "This bitch has his mother. I thought all the devils were born to turtles and bastards."

"It's true that they eat when they should, drink and drink when they should, talk about fucking birds' eggs, and engage in sensationalism..."

After cursing, the monk forgot the words of the battalion commander Wang Chengzhu, directly picked up the plate and started gobbling it up.

Fortunately, the eyes of the Japanese and puppet army officers, as well as the landowners and gentry present were all focused on Ichiro Hirata, and no one noticed them.
Chapter completed!