After dealing with Cheng Dieyi's matter, Wang Xu began to get on track.
I went to the old man’s place for training in the morning, patrolled the store in the afternoon, and had dinner with Xu Jiazhen in the evening.
The prosperous little days were passed happily, and the time soon entered August.
"August, this is a good day!" Looking at the calendar for August 1st, Wang Xu turned the jade ball with deep thought in his eyes.
On August 20, 1940, our party launched its first counterattack against Japan, kicking off the Hundred Regiment War.
During the three-and-a-half-month battle, our troops and civilians behind enemy lines engaged in more than 1,800 large and small battles, killing and wounding more than 20,000 Japanese troops and more than 5,000 puppet troops, shattering the Chongqing government's assessment that it was idle but not attacking.
Wang Xu looked at the time and secretly wondered if there was anything he could do.
You know, the Hundred Regiment War was a great victory for our party, but the casualties involved were not optimistic.
If there are casualties, medicines are needed. Now, most of the antiques in the Jizhong base area have been used by Yu Zecheng to trade medicines with him.
After more than two months of transactions, the number of large and small antiques in Wang Xu's hands has officially exceeded the 300 mark. If they are all sold, it is conservatively estimated that the amount will be several hundred million.
Similarly, after large-scale transactions, the number of antiques sent by Yu Zecheng obviously showed a decreasing trend, and high-quality goods became rare.
Wang Xu suspected that his transaction with Yu Zecheng had reached the point of turning from prosperity to decline.
After all, antiques are not cabbage, and the old hen laying eggs in the Jizhong base area has reached a point where it has more ambition than strength.
"Old Wang, I have something for you again."
On the morning of his freshman year, Yu Zecheng came with a bag and knocked on the door of Wang Xu's house.
Wang Xu invited Yu Zecheng in and opened the bag. Inside were several jade rings, a few strings of pearl necklaces, gem pendants and the like.
If it were his first transaction, these things would make him ecstatic.
But now, Wang Xu's vision and mentality are no longer what they were before. Instead of feeling any joy, he sighed: "Lao Yu, we trade once every seven days, which is not a short period of time. Have you noticed that you brought it?"
The goods are good, but they are getting worse and worse. Just like the things I brought this time, the total of them is not worth ten gold bars, right?"
"I'm so sorry that you have wiped out all the money I have at home!" Yu Zecheng knew what Wang Xu was talking about, and the smile on his face was a little awkward.
Wang Xu shook his head and said nothing. He picked up a few jade finger rings in his bag and suddenly frowned: "Why is there still blood?"
"Let me take a look." Yu Zecheng quickly took it and found that there were some blood spots on it.
He breathed again and wiped it with his sleeves. Yu Zecheng was busy for a while, and then he said apologetically: "These things were brought back by the comrades when they were digging for rape last night. I was in a hurry to get to you, and I didn't have anything for the moment."
Pay attention, I will never do it next time."
None of the antiques Yu Zecheng traded with him was innocent.
The underground party was so poor that Wang Xu knew where the jewelry and antiques came from without asking.
However, he is here to eat, and there are some things that he knows clearly, but it would be meaningless to say them out loud.
He doesn't care where the jewelry and antiques he trades come from, or whether someone will be identified as a landlord and knocked down because of this transaction. All he cares about is his own interests, and he has no control over others.
"Lao Yu, don't say anything anymore. What do you think of the eight gold bars?" Wang Xu closed the bag and asked Yu Zecheng.
Yu Zecheng nodded repeatedly and affirmed: "Okay, okay..."
Antiques and jewelry are useless in the hands of the base, because they are not hard currency, but gold is different.
Gold is a hard currency that can buy food, clothes, and guns and ammunition that are in short supply in the base area.
Last time I heard Shopkeeper Qiu say that life in the base area has become much easier now that he has money.
When comrades eat, they could only add one spoonful of cabbage before, but now they can add two spoonfuls, and occasionally they can even eat meat.
Because of his status, Yu Zecheng did not go to the base area, nor did he meet the comrades in the base area.
But when he thought that his comrades at home could have enough to eat, he felt warm in his heart and all the efforts were worth it.
"Lao Yu, take a look at the quality of the eight gold bars." Wang Xu walked to the next room, took out eight gold bars from the hidden compartment, and handed them to Yu Zecheng.
Yu Zecheng held the gold bar, smiled extremely happily, and said, "No need to read, I can trust you as a person."
Wang Xu smiled and said nothing, but changed the topic and asked: "Lao Yu, why do you hold such grudge against the landlord?"
"Well..." Yu Zecheng was stunned for a moment, then said: "The landlord is rich and unkind. His family has tens of thousands of tons of food, but he will not give a grain of rice to the poor people, so..."
"So you knocked him down!"
Wang Xu shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Lao Yu, now I find more and more that what one person said is very right. When two gold bars are placed together, neither one is noble, and neither one is dirty. They are both
They are all the same black. The landlords’ money and food are earned by themselves. It is a good deed to distribute it to the people. It is your duty not to divide it. You..."
Halfway through, Wang Xu suddenly stopped talking, shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's boring to talk about it if I don't mention it."
"Old Wang, your thoughts are very dangerous!"
Wang Xu didn’t want to talk anymore, but Yu Zecheng didn’t want to let it go, and fired: “The class struggle here is a cancer under capitalism, we are for the majority of people, and we are not crushing the landlords, but the obstacles that stand in the way of the common people.
"
"Then what?" Wang Xu asked.
Yu Zecheng was a little confused and asked: "What then?"
"When the old ruling class is overthrown, a new ruling class will come up. No one can change this. What you are doing now was also done by Li Zicheng hundreds of years ago. In the end, it is still the same. It is just a dynasty. Replacement
It became another dynasty and started the cycle of destiny again."
Yu Zecheng wanted to say something else, but Wang Xu waved his hand and said with a smile: "I only do business and don't talk about anything else. There is no need to continue this topic."
The words were held in his mouth, making Lao Yu blush until his neck became thick.
Wang Xu ignored him, put away the bloody wealth, and said, "Lao Yu, please help me get a letter of introduction. I plan to go to the southwest and expand my business in other places."
"Southwest?" After hearing the letter of introduction and the words "southwest", Yu Zecheng was stunned for a moment before he reacted.
After lowering his head and thinking, this is a good thing, Yu Zecheng nodded repeatedly and said: "No problem, forget about the letter of introduction, just let us send someone to escort you."
"That's what you said. I've written it down." Wang Xu was originally worried that these were troubled times and he would not be safe in the past. Of course it would be best if someone escorted him.
Yu Zecheng assured him confidently, saying that there was no problem with the matter and that it could be done today. Just listen to his good news in the evening.
Of course Wang Xu would not object and sent Lao Yu out enthusiastically. It was not until he left that he asked: "How is Li Ya doing there?"
"Everything goes well, just wait for the opportunity." Yu Zecheng didn't go into too much detail, and quickly got into a rickshaw and left.
Watching Lao Yu go away, Wang Xu thought of Li Ya and his love for opera. He shook his head and walked towards the house, saying to himself: "It's a pity for Li Ya. If the arrow hadn't been on the string, I would have thought