Once Yucheng finished gathering his equipment, Shu Zhicheng and Di Jingyuan fell into silence. They had just discussed wanting to recruit Yucheng, yet neither knew how to go about it.
To host him properly—everyone was poor and as clean as a whistle, with nothing decent to offer. The only thing that could even remotely be called good food was probably the military rations they had on hand.
After a moment of thought, Shu Zhicheng pulled out a pack of treasured Huapai cigarettes. Di Jingyuan’s eyes widened as he pulled him aside and whispered, "You old rascal, you had good smokes and didn't even share one with me? You hide things pretty deep, huh?"
Chapter 234