Li Yunlong hesitated for a while, then reluctantly replied: "Okay, just add one more. Anyway, you are selling your life once!"
"Brother Yunlong is so cool!" Chu Yunfei said with a smile: "Then, Mr. Chu will have someone send the money tomorrow, and then..."
"Wait a minute!" Li Yunlong interrupted Chu Yunfei: "What did you just say?"
"Chu will send the money tomorrow!" Chu Yunfei said: "If you are in a hurry to use the money, Chu can send someone to send it right away!"
"Brother Chu!" Li Yunlong said, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
"How do you say this?" Chu Yunfei pretended to be confused: "Don't you recognize the price that Brother Yunlong just said?"
Chu Yunfei used a clever trick... to trade with legal currency.
At this time, the base area was under blockade, and what was lacking was neither legal currency nor silver dollars.
These things can no longer be bought in the base areas. They are no more than waste paper and waste silver... They are neither edible nor usable, so who would exchange them for grain?
If the entire 10 million French currency comes in, it will not only not help the matter but will further accelerate the devaluation of the French currency and become an accomplice of the stubborn army.
Li Yunlong was not stupid, he smiled "hehe" and said: "Brother Chu, brother, I don't want to do this. The price of food outside is now one yuan and eighty a catty, right? If I suffer a little loss, I will calculate it as two yuan, one thousand two hundred."
If there are more than 10,000 French currency, that’s six
More than one million catties of grain, I will give you a small change, is that fun? Six million catties of grain will be shipped in, and we will hand over the grain and deliver it! If you want to tell me anything else, then please ask someone else, I am Li Yunlong
Not waiting!”
As he said this, Li Yunlong made his move and left.
Chu Yunfei hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Hey, Brother Yunlong, if you have anything to say, it's not impossible to trade with grain. It's just that ours is a private transaction. Six million kilograms of grain is not a small amount. With so much material shipped in, how can we
Not to arouse others’ suspicion?”
"Brother Chu doesn't need to worry about these!" Li Yunlong said: "Brother, if I don't have a diamond in my hand, I won't take this porcelain! You just bring the food in, and I will explain the new group, I promise.
No one is stopping you!"
Chu Yunfei did have concerns about transporting grain.
He knew that the stubborn army's intention at this time was to block the Eighth Route Army together with the Japanese.
But at this time, he was doing business with the Eighth Route Army, and the food was in urgent need of the Eighth Route Army, and he sold it for six million kilograms...
If Shangfeng were to track him down, he would have to bear some responsibility anyway, and if he didn't do it right, he would be charged with collaborating with the enemy.
But after thinking about it, Chu Yunfei felt that there was no problem with it. As long as he told the truth to Shang Feng, Shang Feng would probably agree.
After all, the replacement is a rocket launcher, which is the anti-tank equipment that the troops covet.
What's more, these six million kilograms of grain may sound like a lot, but in fact, for the Eighth Route Army, it was only an average of three kilograms per person, which did not affect the overall strategy.
(Note: At this time, due to the increase in the number of old, weak, sick and disabled people who came from the Japanese, the population of the base area increased significantly, with more than two million people)
Thinking of this, Chu Yunfei nodded in agreement.
How could Chu Yunfei have imagined that this deal was just the beginning...
Chu Yunfei thought that Tubal Road could produce rocket launchers. Of course, they could also imitate them.
Isn’t that just a one-time purchase and then it’s gone?
Who would think that this is not the case? This is simply not something they can imitate.
Then Chu Yunfei pretended to observe for a while, and then left with his adjutant.
When Chu Yunfei and the two walked away, Zhao just asked expectantly: "How was it? How many units were sold?"
Li Yunlong stretched out three fingers.
"Three hundred?" Zhao Gang said.
Li Yunlong shook his head: "Three bodies!"
Zhao Gang was quite disappointed. After struggling for a long time, he only sold three pieces. It seemed that they were not very popular!
But he said: "It doesn't matter. In the future, when they know how powerful the rocket launchers are, they will buy more!"
Li Yunlong nodded in agreement.
Zhao Gang then asked again: "How much food was exchanged?"
"Not much!" Li Yunlong raised his chin: "Only six million catties!"
"How much?" Zhao Gang couldn't believe his ears.
"Six million catties!" Li Yunlong replied.
Zhao Gang was stunned for a while, then he laughed: "Sure, six million pounds? Even if I sell you Li Yunlong, it's not even worth that much!"
"Didn't you just sell me?" Li Yunlong replied: "The rocket launcher may not be able to sell so much food, but if you are charged with 'collaborating with the enemy', it will be my Li Yunlong's head!"
As he spoke, he patted his head and said proudly: "Old Zhao, don't look down on this head. The Japanese are offering a reward of 50,000 yuan! I sold it at this price!"
Only then did Zhao Gang believe what Li Yunlong said was true. He said with a shocked look on his face: "Good guy, three of them are sold for six million catties, and that one is worth two million catties... This business can be done!"
"Why can't we do it?" Li Yunlong chuckled: "Come on! Don't say that Xiaodongbei is more valuable than me. The rent of Xiaodongbei is just a few boxes of grenades and a few bullets. I will be damned if I sell it.
Millions..."
"You're so young!" Zhao Gang happily walked to the phone and replied: "If it weren't for Xiao Dongbei's bazooka, how could your brain be sold? You'd only be rare among the Japanese!"
When Zhao Gang retorted like this, Li Yunlong grinned: "That's right, damn it, so you're taking advantage of Xiao Dongbei!"
The chief received a call soon:
"What? Sixty thousand catties of grain? Very good..."
"Six hundred... ten thousand catties?"
"Did you make a mistake? Is it an extra hundred or an extra ten thousand?"
"Is it really six million pounds?"
"Not bad!"
"We must continue to sell. It doesn't matter how much we need. Quality and quantity are guaranteed. Satisfaction guaranteed!"
…
When he hung up the phone, the chief smiled, with some tears still shining in his eyes. He excitedly said to the chief of staff: "Finally there is a solution to the problem. Three rocket launchers, selling six million kilograms of grain! His mother.
Li Yunlong, there is a chance!"
The chief of staff nodded, his nose couldn't help but feel sore. At this time, the chief was worried about food.
The problem of war could not trouble him, but there was nothing he could do if there was not enough food.
It will take several cycles to open up wasteland and grow food before you can achieve results. Water from afar cannot quench the thirst of the nearer.
Opening factories can only solve self-sufficiency problems in other aspects and cannot replace food.
Crushing salt and transporting it to enemy-occupied areas for sale can solve some problems, and the food obtained in exchange is quite small, but it is a drop in the bucket for the more than two million people in the base area.
During this period of time, the chief's brows had not relaxed.
Now we finally see some light!
Then the chief gave an order: "Immediately send reinforcements to the direction of Zhaojiayu, and we must ensure the safety of this batch of food!"