Chapter 532 Ration Card

There was an instant exclamation on the bus, and everyone turned their attention to Qin Chuan, even the driver.

"God, he is right!" said the old man holding the newspaper in his hand: "I have seen him in the newspaper, he is the 'Legendary Sergeant'!"

"Of course!" Luman puffed up his chest: "He is my brother!"

Immediately, someone leaned forward to shake hands with Qin Chuan: "Nice to meet you, Captain, you are doing well!"

"Sorry, Captain! I didn't know it was you just now!"

"You are our hero, Captain!"

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"Well, Captain!" asked the old woman, "have you just come back from the battlefield of Holm?"

"Yes, ma'am!" Qin Chuan replied.

"We have all heard about that battle!" the old woman said, "especially you. Everyone is telling your stories. I don't know which ones are true..."

"I don't know either, madam!" Qin Chuan replied.

There was a burst of laughter in the carriage.

The driver turned back to Schmidt and said, "Sir, you have a very good son. You should be proud of him."

"He always has been!" Schmidt replied, looking at Qin Chuan with his eyes full of smiles.

When Qin Chuan jumped off the bus and walked on the street with Schmidt, similar things happened one after another... Most people nearby recognized Qin Chuan, or to be precise, they recognized Qin Chuan's appearance, so there were people along the way. Say hello to the three people in Qinchuan:

"Hey, look who's back, our big hero!"

"Well done, Frick! Remember my son Keother? He wanted you to teach him his trade!"

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There were even a few children who gasped in surprise when they saw Qin Chuan, and then followed Qin Chuan and shouted Frick's name again and again.

Originally, Qin Chuan thought that his home was just a small room like others, but unexpectedly Schmidt led Qin Chuan through a gate and entered a factory with several hundred square meters. There were dozens of workers in the factory. As they were busy going back and forth, of course their eyes were cast on Qin Chuan, with envy and admiration in their eyes.

Someone even shouted to Schmidt: “Boss, he must be your son ‘Legendary Sergeant’!”

"Yes!" Schmidt replied: "He got a month off!"

"You know? Brother!" Lehman explained from the side: "Are you surprised?"

"What? Oh, yes..." Qin Chuan replied.

"Nothing surprising!" Lehman replied: "Because you became a hero, they arranged this factory for us!"

Qin Chuan said "Oh", so this factory did not belong to Schmidt before this.

But this does not seem surprising. The Germans drove away or arrested the Jews, and then distributed their factories, even residences and property to the Germans. Of course, those who can be allocated are those with certain "meritorious service" and "qualifications." Qin Chuan's meritorious service on the battlefield has obviously also won some care for his family.

"Oh, Frick!" A middle-aged woman with a haggard face stood at the door behind the factory building and eagerly stretched out her hands to Qin Chuan.

"Mother!" Qin Chuan hurriedly greeted her. She was Frick's mother Karen, who suffered from chronic obstructive pulmonary disease.

"My child!" Karen cried with joy while holding Qin Chuan. He paused for a while as if he thought of something and asked, "My child, are you not hurt?"

"No, mother!" Qin Chuan clenched his fist and replied, "I'm fine!"

"Don't worry, Mom!" Lehman said next to him: "We can always see news about my brother in the newspaper, right? He always makes meritorious deeds on the battlefield. Just look at his medals. That's An iron cross!"

Karen nodded while wiping her tears, but Qin Chuan believed that she didn't listen to anything, because for her, the safety of her children was the most important, and as for any merits or medals, that didn't matter.

At that moment, Qin Chuan didn't know what to say. If they knew that they were not Flick... they would be so disappointed.

"You must be hungry!" Karen said: "We still have some flour. Just wait, I will make you some bread right away!"

Hearing this, Qin Chuan couldn't help but wonder, what does "still have some flour" mean? If Schmidt was running such a small-scale furniture factory, how could he even have "some flour".

Later, Qin Chuan realized that this was an afterthought.

After Germany entered the war in World War I, it was blocked by Britain, France and other countries, resulting in a serious lack of food. This was also one of the reasons for Germany's defeat in World War I.

Therefore, after entering World War II, Germany learned this lesson and implemented a rationing system very early, which means that the state distributes food uniformly. The weekly rations per person are approximately 2,250 grams of bread, 700 grams of meat, 280 grams of margarine, and sugar. 280g, 110g artificial jam, 150g beans...

At this time in Germany, fresh vegetables and fish were also hard to find. In front of butcher shops and grocery stores, you can often see long lines of housewives holding vegetable baskets. If you see women with their children waiting in front of a certain store, this store must sell candies; in front of the cigarette paper store, there are well-dressed men who queue for an hour or two just to buy a few cigars. Or a can of cigarettes. If these addicts are lucky enough to buy the goods they want and want to go into the pub to have a beer and breathe some fresh air, then they will have to add a "wartime surcharge" in addition to the drink money.

In addition, Qin Chuan also noticed that women on the street rarely wore leather shoes. Instead, they wore women's shoes with wooden soles and cloth. When walking on the sidewalk, they "kick and drag" like Japanese women's clogs. Even the shoes on Karen's feet were like that.

And if you want to save some flour at home, only someone like Schmidt who owns a small-scale factory can do it.

Obviously, all of this is to save more supplies for frontline battles. This is also a manifestation of German self-discipline.

"Mr. Schmidt!" At this time, two police officers crowded in outside the factory. When they saw Qin Chuan, they stood up and saluted Qin Chuan and said, "You must be Captain Frick. I can see "See your military ID?"

"Of course!" Qin Chuan casually handed over his military officer's ID card.

The policeman carefully looked through the officer's ID card and compared it with the photo. Then he handed the officer's ID card back to Qin Chuan and stood up and said, "It's an honor to meet you, Captain! Colonel Weibo heard that you were back and specially ordered us to give it to you. Send me the ration card!”

As he spoke, the policeman took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Qin Chuan. He saluted Qin Chuan again and said, "I wish you a happy holiday, Captain!"

After the police left, Lehman went to the side and took a look at the ration card, exclaiming: "God, they gave you a two hundred point ration card, which is double the amount!"