Lao Li was really worried, because he really didn't know if the three pieces of chocolate in his pocket could make his boss be merciful and forget about his contact with the Fengjiang rebels.
So he gritted his teeth and took out all his profits - two packs of cigarettes, and two packs of cigarettes in good packaging.
Walking back to his team, Lao Li's boss happened to leave the circle to put water aside. Lao Li immediately came over and lowered his voice to test: "Sir...Sir?"
"Huh?" After putting away his faucet, the group leader narrowed his eyes and looked at Lao Li, who was repairing the door and collecting food for him and had some ability to do things.
Lao Li was very nervous. He gritted his teeth and finally took out a pack of filtered cigarettes that the Tang Dynasty had donated to Fengjiang from his pocket, and handed them to his immediate boss.
The leader of the logistics force was stunned for a moment when he saw the cigarettes from the Tang Dynasty Empire. Then he smiled, took Xiaojing from Lao Li's hand calmly, and snorted in a long tone: "What the hell?"
Good stuff arrived?"
"Brothers collected some money... and bought it from those rebel thieves in Fengjiang." Lao Li didn't dare to hide it, so he quickly confessed everything. After that, he took out the remaining pack of cigarettes.
He took it out and handed it over.
"You are so brave." Although he said something scary, the leader still took the second pack of cigarettes and stuffed it into his pocket.
What a joke, even though he has a supply of tobacco, he can only smoke inferior cigarettes shipped from the rear. That crap is worse than just burning the tires and taking a few puffs. After so many days, he can't help but curse his mother.
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Now someone helped him get two packs of really good stuff, the kind of filtered cigarettes that were almost not available in the Great China Empire but were almost popular in the Tang Empire. How could he not be tempted.
"Isn't it true that everyone is so depressed and can't eat enough? There is nothing we can do..." Lao Li quickly took the opportunity to complain.
While complaining to him, he followed the advice given to him by his new friend in Toyojiang, took out the chocolate and stuffed it into the hand of his group leader.
When the regiment leader looked at the beautifully packaged chocolate, his eyes were different: This stuff is high in calories and delicious, and it is a hard currency on the front line. Just the three pieces of chocolate stuffed in his hand, he took them back to honor the superior, but
He might be able to get more money from the supplies sold.
That's right, regardless of the urgent shortage of supplies on the front lines of the Dahua Empire, in fact many troops are still reselling military supplies of low quality.
The people are even more short of supplies, and the economy of the Great China Empire is about to collapse. Whoever can get food, drink, and clothing at this time will be the boss!
The production factories in the rear are actually very aware of this, and have even developed a whole set of "commission" methods to make money.
That is to say, the production factories in the rear directly used substandard materials when producing military products. Then this batch of equipment and materials was directly resold on the road to merchants who resold the materials along the way, allowing them to dispose of these inferior items to the common people.
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Then the officers on the front line signed for it according to the order, and then "consumed" the non-existent materials on the battlefield to settle the account... Anyway, they were just some big soldiers who froze to death and starved to death, and the officers didn't care about this.
They only need to wait for the merchants who resell the materials and the production factories behind to deposit the money into their accounts. It is simple and convenient.
This is very similar to the mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival. They have been passed around in the hands of relatives and friends for ten years, and they have become moldy and are still functioning - in fact, if you replace the mooncakes with a playing card, the function is the same. So smart Dahua
The imperial merchants even skipped playing cards and just played the air style.
Now, the regiment leader seems to have discovered a new business opportunity: although they have embezzled part of the military salary paid to the frontline soldiers, part of it must have been distributed to the soldiers.
These soldiers are smuggling supplies from Fengjiang due to lack of supplies, so they will definitely spend their military salary - can they make a lot more if they take some share?
Once in and out, it was double happiness! Thinking of this, the group leader looked at Lao Li differently: "Old Li..."
"Sir! The rest are all paid..." Hearing the leader's voice, Lao Li was shocked. He was really afraid that his immediate boss would be silent and swallow up all the goods of others in his hands.
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Now when I go back, won't I be beaten to death by those bastards who have paid for it but haven't received the goods yet?
"What are you thinking about? We have to keep this matter in our hands! We must not let others snatch it away!" Lao Li's immediate boss said in a domineering tone that he had never had in such a long time.
He reluctantly took out another pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it back to Lao Li: "I will give you some tools tomorrow, and you carry a bag... Do you understand?"
Old Li understood the situation and hurriedly explained exactly what Fengjiang had left for him. After saying that, he handed the somewhat wrinkled price list to the group leader.
After seeing the price and hearing Lao Li say that he could get a tenth of it, the smile on the leader's face couldn't be hidden no matter how hard he tried.
Although he must be filial to his superiors, once this kind of thing starts, it can't be stopped at all. In a month, as long as he is not transferred to other defense areas and guards this railway, he can make as much money as he has in the past.
Five years of income!
This is really a beautiful thing. The group leader patted Lao Li on the shoulder, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked him: he can help his family repair doors and fences, and he can also collect vegetables and dig ditches for his family... Now, he still
He can help him smuggle items... even if the sky falls, he is still a good frontman who can bear the thunder.
Not bad, really good.
"You are very good! Lao Li! I will discuss this matter with the people above! You can continue to sell the things you have, and I will reward you... But I will say ugly things in front of you, don't dare to make a fuss.
, I will deal with you!" Looking at Lao Li again, the leader threatened.
When Lao Li heard this, he was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the other party didn't want his share of the profit, but that he would just leave him and do it alone.
As for what he, Lao Li, has, people look down on it...
Knowing that he might have to make a small fortune, Lao Li quickly bowed his head and said thanks: "Thank you, sir! Thank you for the compliment!"
The next day, the military commander who had received the chocolate also came here for a front-line inspection and saw with his own eyes a section of railway track placed on the sleepers.
The soldiers of the Great China Empire talked about hammering the railway nails into the sleepers. The scene was really lively.
Of course, this military commander is not here to see the railway construction. He is too full to ask about such boring things. This time he is here to see his new way of making money, which is better than
The railway construction concerned him more.
Soon a car drove over from Fengjiang, loaded with canned food and other supplies. It had everything in it, just like a canteen.
The officer who came over from Fengjiang was very smart. He gave Commander Dahua a good windproof lighter, and also gave the commander some kickbacks, and by the way, he finalized the trading window.
The next step was to settle the accounts and move the supplies - on the fourth day, the task of moving the supplies was saved. The car drove directly to the actual control area of the Dahua Empire, unloaded the goods and then drove back.
Who would have thought that the channel for the Dahua Empire's frontline troops to improve their lives would come from the Fengjiang-controlled area; who would have thought that half of the Dahua Empire's supplies would come from the Tang Empire in the next month?
Time soon came to the tenth day of the armistice. In the commander's headquarters of the infantry army near the railway in the Great China Empire, both the administrative staff and the commanding staff were significantly better off.
When he woke up, Commander Dahua brushed his teeth with toothpaste from the Tang Empire, and then had a nice breakfast. Flour and other messy things were purchased from Fengjiang.
As long as you are willing to spend money, you can enjoy a life that was not available to the Dahua army in the past: you can even buy a civilian raincoat, which is countless times more useful than the military raincoat issued by the Dahua Empire.
The materials sold by the Tang Empire are really nothing to say. Needless to say, they are of good quality. The price is at least one-third lower than what the Great China Empire sends to the front line.
The second-hand dealers in Fengjiang didn't know why, but they didn't increase the price and sold them so cheaply, which made everyone in the Dahua Army feel a little embarrassed.
What's even more surprising is that Fengjiang doesn't just engage in this kind of dumping activity near the railway. They try their best to trade with the Chinese army near the front, and all they bring out are genuine and good things.
This moved the grassroots soldiers of Dahua who had been bullied. They could get food at a low cost and improved their life in the field. This suddenly changed many people's views on the Fengjiang rebels.
Those Fengjiang soldiers who came to sell goods did not deliberately get close to each other. They just chatted about their parents' personal problems, handed each other a cigarette, puffed on it, and then cursed their superiors.
The friendly feeling touched the soldiers of the Dahua Empire, and they all said that if there is another fight, everyone must be as merciful as possible, and don't let your own people fight your own people...
The soldiers on Fengjiang's side were also very smart. Some of the two sides became completely familiar with each other, and even agreed to give preferential treatment to the prisoners who surrendered. In a fight, they would surround three and one without one, and they would never kill them.
Perhaps even the Fengjiang defenders themselves did not expect that the advisory groups of the Tang Empire who instructed them to provide supplies to the Great China Army could have such a terrifying effect.
The Dahua troops who had been attacking desperately for more than half a year now secretly promised that they would surrender directly if there was a fight and come to Fengjiang to enjoy good food and drink...