Fengxian Jiangshan

() Fred has sent news that this time there are ten wagons of flour to be shipped to Russia. These flours are all sold in the United States and are of high quality.He made the 27th Division ready. This was the first time they cooperated. Fred didn't dare to go too far. He only asked Zhang Tinglan to start with five wagons of flour.

Zhang Tinglan introduced the situation to Sun Liechen and Zhang Zuoxiang: "We can move five wagons this time, and each wagon weighs more than 40 tons. We can keep [-]% of it, and then fill the gap with Chen Ji's grain. Calculated It's only [-] to [-] tons, the quantity is really not too big, and it's just the sixth master of labor, it's really exciting!"

Sun Liechen's face was also full of joy. Ever since he knew how Zhang Tinglan got money, he didn't know what to say. This young man is very courageous and has many ideas.Now in the whole of China, from the President Yuan Shikai to ordinary people, no one is afraid of foreigners, but this young man dares to think of foreigners. How can it not be admirable.

"Stinky boy, you are entertaining me. 150 tons is 6000 tons. Once it can be sold for four yuan in the market, it will be [-] yuan. This is not a small amount. If you can get two yuan a month Three times, the military salary of one of our divisions is enough!"

Sun Liechen said to Zhang Zuoxiang again: "Fuchen, Tinglan has such a great ability, but you didn't tell us at all, it's too unkind to be a brother!"

Zhang Zuoxiang was just laughing on the sidelines. Zhang Tinglan's performance these days made him feel that the sky was turned upside down. He suddenly turned from a young man into a little god of wealth who turned his hands into clouds and rain. They all thought that their son had changed.

Sun Liechen and Zhang Zuoxiang dispatched [-] of the most reliable men, and at the same time they got [-] carriages to transport food. After everything was arranged, Zhang Tinglan found Fred according to the agreement, and then came to the Wenguantun train together stand.

Wenguantun is located in the northern part of Fengtian, with excellent geomantic omen. Most of the dignitaries chose this place as their cemetery, which is why Wenguantun got its name.

At about ten o'clock in the middle of the night, everyone arrived at Wenguantun Railway Station. A train had already stopped here. Fred had already said hello. Grain was unloaded, and fresh flour was brought in from the trains.

It was also the first time for these soldiers to do this kind of work, and they had hardly seen so much white flour.These soldiers from poor families were only willing to spend money to buy a few catties of flour and make a meal of dumplings when it was Chinese New Year. Usually, they could not eat such delicate grains at all, so everyone was very excited.

Zhang Tinglan had already promised on the way that everyone who participated in the transportation would be rewarded with twenty catties of flour. These people immediately regained their spirits and worked very quickly.

"Zhang, is this the replacement food you prepared?"

At this time, Fred opened a bag of aged grains prepared by Zhang Tinglan and the others. It contained moldy and spoiled grains, which exuded a pungent smell, and there were a lot of stones, grass sticks and other sundries mixed in. There is a lot of rat droppings, basically things that even livestock don't eat.

Zhang Zuoxiang and Sun Liechen were still a little bit sorry. They got all these spoiled grains from warehouses and some big households. Due to the rush of time, all the rags were used to make up for it.

"Mr. Fred, next time we will get some slightly better food, don't worry!"

Sun Liechen explained to Fred with a little apology, but Fred shook his head, "Brigade Commander Sun, you misunderstood, I don't think you need to prepare so much food. You should know what the animals eat. It is enough for gray animals to prepare fodder!"

Fred's words were too clear. He was telling Sun Liechen that they could use what the animals ate as food next time, and they didn't need these valuable things at all.

This world is too crazy!Sun Liechen even doubted his own ears. He thought he was dark enough, but he didn't expect this foreigner to be even darker than himself. This is really like a mountain is higher than a mountain.

It's lucky that he can figure out how to feed the frontline soldiers, isn't he afraid of causing mutiny?Besides, Zhang Tinglan who was on the side was not surprised at all. These Jewish bankers only had interests in their eyes, and they would do whatever they wanted to make money, so this kind of thing was completely expected.

"Mr. Fred, you are getting bolder. Is there any good news?"

"Zhang, I can't hide anything from you. You are what the Chinese call a little fox. The Tsar's nephew just took over the power in the Far East. In the eyes of that guy, he only cares about money and women. He doesn't care about anything else. He is in the Far East. One day, things will go smoothly for us!"

Hearing this, Sun Liechen couldn't help interjecting: "There is a big problem with the military supplies, won't the Russian government investigate it?"

"This kind of thing will never happen. There are many uprisings in Russia, there are also peasants making troubles, and the leftist forces continue to launch strikes. In such a chaotic country, military supplies will definitely be robbed, taken away by the mob, and burned by the fire Burned, consumed along the way, there are too many ways to make the food disappear!" Fred shrugged indifferently.

Now Sun Liechen is completely convinced, not only is China so chaotic, Russia is also the same.Moreover, these Russians seem to be crazier than the Chinese in doing things. Even the military supplies are so casual.

Zhang Tinglan suddenly rolled his eyes and thought of a good idea: "Since Russia is at war, there must be a shortage of supplies?"

What a keen guy Fred is, when he heard Zhang Tinglan's words, he immediately thought of what he meant, and was also ecstatic, "Zhang, do you think we should smuggle to Russia?"

"Why not?"

"Then what do you think is better?"

Zhang Tinglan thought about it for a while, and then said: "I think it's just tobacco and alcohol. There are so many alcoholics in Russia that it can be said to be unparalleled in the world. As for tobacco, it is a huge profit industry. What do you think?"

Fred smiled, "Zhang, you are a genius. I think you will become the richest man in China if you are determined to do business!"

The two foxes, one big and one small, negotiated another deal in the blink of an eye. Sun Liechen and Zhang Zuoxiang didn't know what to say. It turned out that opportunities to make money abounded. The key was to see if they had the vision and courage. Of course, you have to be ruthless at critical moments.

At this time, the soldiers had already packed the food, and Zhang Tinglan and others quietly left Wenguantun. After the flour was transported back, Lao Zhang had been waiting for a long time. This is the future way of money for the 27th Division. When there are bags of high-quality flour, there are smiles in his eyes.

"Seventh Lord, I have an idea. This time we got 150 tons, which is 30 catties. We can't sell so much white flour for a while. Can we distribute five catties of white flour to each soldier so that everyone can Eating a meal of dumplings is also considered the welfare of our 27th division!"

Old Zhang glanced at Zhang Tinglan thoughtfully, and he guessed what Zhang Tinglan meant. The disturbance in the 53rd Brigade this time proved that Old Zhang's control over the army was not strong enough. The white face at this time was undoubtedly helping Old Zhang win back the morale of the army. .Soldiers these days are also very simple, that is, whoever gives the money, hangs out with whoever, whoever makes his subordinates live well, listens to whoever!

Thinking of this, Lao Zhang also nodded in agreement, and he immediately ordered to set aside 1000 catties of white noodles. The next day, he distributed white noodles to all the soldiers, and at the same time took out [-] yuan to sell meat and buy vegetables for everyone.

The entire 27th Division was filled with joy. Being able to eat a meal of dumplings filled with meat is definitely a New Year’s enjoyment. Everyone who took a bite of the oily dumplings felt incomparably enjoyable. Knowing that he is grateful, the teacher still feels sorry for the big guy. He paid the salary and gave the dumplings to eat. Isn't he just compensating everyone, and there is nothing to complain about!