Yang Ling greeted the pale-faced Qian Fuming and other squires with a smile, but the body of the rich man was still there. The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and they were still able to eat while they were trembling.
Seeing Yang Ling eating with gusto, Qian Fuming and others felt bitter in their hearts. With Wang's lesson learned, I'm afraid they would end up with the same fate if they didn't bleed today.
"He's from shopkeeper Qian?"
After Yang Ling ate the food and drank the wine, his eyes turned to Qian Fuming, who was sweating on his forehead and restless.
Hearing Yang Ling calling him, Qian Fuming was frightened and stood up: "Sir Yang, I am willing to contribute 20,000 yuan to express condolences to the troops."
However, Yang Ling did not answer his question and said with a smile: "I heard that you also gave things to the Japanese in Qinghe Town?"
"Mr. Yang, I was also forced...I, I am willing to add twenty fat pigs and a hundred chickens and ducks to atone for my sins. I also ask Chief Yang to give me a chance to repent." Qian
Fuming also knelt down.
"Oh, Mr. Qian, what are you doing? Get up, get up." Yang Ling said and helped Qian Fuming up.
"Since Shopkeeper Qian is so patriotic and willing to take things to express condolences to the troops, I will accept them on behalf of the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas."
Yang Ling also knew about Qian Fuming's family background, so he didn't ask for more. After all, it was better to do less of killing the goose to retrieve the eggs.
Seeing that Yang Ling agreed, Qian Fuming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but thinking about sending so many oceans and things, his heart was bleeding.
"Whisker, write down the number. Shopkeeper Qian will bring it tomorrow for counting." Yang Ling ordered with a smile.
"yes!"
Wang Huzi also grinned. With so much money, their guerrillas could finally tide over the difficulties again.
"Shopkeeper Qian, since you are so sincere, then this matter has been brought to light. After all, everyone makes mistakes sometimes."
"Yes, yes, thank you, Mr. Yang, for your understanding."
Qian Fuming was extremely afraid of Yang Ling now, fearing that he might say something wrong and offend him.
"This country is in ruins, and the Japanese invaders are ferocious. As Chinese people, we naturally have to work together to fight the enemy. We cannot treat thieves as fathers and traitors, don't you think?"
"Yes, yes," Qian Fuming nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, his back was soaked with sweat.
Yang Ling patted Qian Fuming on the shoulder and asked: "From now on, little devil, if there is any movement from the puppet army, do you know what to do?"
"I will send the news over as soon as possible." Qian Fuming also revealed the truth immediately and said hurriedly.
Seeing that Qian Fuming was so aware of current affairs, Yang Ling also promised: "Of course, it will not be easy for you. If anyone comes to trouble you in the future, no matter who it is, you can come to our guerrillas and we will support you.
The reason why Yang Ling asked these wealthy squires to provide information was because he wanted to take advantage of their complex interpersonal relationships. After all, most of them were former security guards and now had unclear relationships with the Japanese, so it was naturally easier to obtain information.
Yang Ling had no intention of killing them all. After all, these squires were considered prominent local figures, and the benefits of using them would be much greater than killing them.
After Yang Ling and Qian Fuming finished talking, they turned their attention to the next squire.
"Sir Yang, I am willing to send 30,000 yuan to express condolences to the troops." Before Yang Ling could speak, the man couldn't wait to speak. After all, he felt guilty.
"This is not enough. Send us a copy of what you gave to the Japanese."
"Yes Yes,"
Now that people are under the eaves, everyone has to bow their head. After all, where will the corpses of people who are ignorant of current affairs be placed?
"I'm willing to pay thirty thousand."
"I'm willing to pay ten thousand..."
The squires still didn't understand Yang Ling's intention in calling them here, so they all took the initiative to speak.
"Can you please send these things over tomorrow, but I also want to remind you that I have people everywhere in Qinghe Town. If you say one thing and do another, the consequences will not be as simple as shooting."
In the end, Yang Ling did not forget to warn them.
Yang Ling and the others entertained these squires with simple meals, but they gained a lot of things.
After the squires left with a sense of pain in their hearts, Wang Huzi, who was in charge of registration, couldn't help shouting.
"Tuanzu, there are two hundred thousand in Da Yang alone. Two hundred thousand, we are rich!"
"Look at how little you got out, it's only 200,000 yuan." Looking at the excited and incoherent Wang Huzi, Yang Ling couldn't help but laugh and curse.
However, these squires were able to come up with 200,000 yuan at once. Yang Ling was also a little surprised. He originally thought of getting tens of thousands of yuan, but who knew it would be so much more.
However, this northern Jiangsu area has always been wealthy, and it is close to the canal and has prosperous commerce. It is natural that these gentry are richer than people in other places.
"You have to check it out for me when they deliver it tomorrow. There's a big thing missing, so I don't know what you're asking about." Yang Ling told Wang Huzi.
"Yes, I guarantee that none of them will be missing." Wang Huzi was so happy that he could only giggle.
This 200,000 yuan has almost wiped out the family fortune accumulated by these squires for decades. If you want to get it again in the future, I am afraid it will not be that easy.
However, Yang Ling didn't think much about it. He would think of a solution when he was short of money. Now that he had so much money, he was able to recruit troops, buy clothes, medicine, firearms and ammunition, which could solve their urgent needs.
When Yang Ling and others were happy, the squires who had been completely blackmailed finally saw what it meant to eat people without spitting out the bones. They felt a dull pain in their hearts when they thought that the money they had earned would be gone.
But what can be done? After all, they were enemies in the first place, and now being blackmailed by Yang Ling can be regarded as the result of their own sins.
They dare not refuse to pay, unless they move their family or hide in Qinghe Town forever, otherwise, if the guerrillas come to visit, it will not be as simple as paying money.
"Prepare our chickens, ducks, and fat pigs and send them to the guerrillas in Xiaowangzhuang early tomorrow morning."
Qian Fuming seemed to have aged more than ten years when he returned home, his speech became weak, and the food for this meal was all gone.
Qian Fuming sat for a while, then walked into the room with countless locks, opened the box, and stroked the ocean he had accumulated, not to mention the feeling in his heart.
"Master, master, there are a group of soldiers coming from outside."
Just as Qian Fuming was directing his servants to pack things and prepare to deliver them to the guerrillas at dawn, a servant suddenly ran over in panic.
"Didn't you say we would send him there tomorrow? Why did you come here in person?" When he heard the soldier coming, Qian Fuming also murmured in his heart.
"Open the door! Open the door!"
There was loud shouting from outside and the door was kicked.
"Go and open the door." Qian Fuming cursed in his heart while feeling sorry for his own door.