in2ebook Chapter 441: Landlord Qian, a Qinggong Enthusiast
Chapter 441: Landlord Qian, a Qinggong Enthusiast
In less than three minutes, another pig-slaughtering scream came from outside the yard. No need to guess, it was still the sound made by Landlord Qian.
Landlord Qian was like a small potato, dragged into the yard and thrown in front of the huge piles of salt.
"Old Qian, where are you going?"
"Oh, Master Jun, how dare I run away? I saw that you came from afar, so I was going to go out and find something to treat you."
Wang Meng looked into the inner room and saw that the back window was wide open.
"Oh. You don't want to go through the main door, but prefer to go through the window? Old Qian, you really have good taste!"
"Well, this... is because I've become fascinated with Qinggong recently. I walk around the windows whenever I have time to exercise!"
"I didn't expect that you, Old Qian, have this skill. Then let our brothers in the independent column open their eyes! The landlord is so rich that he can be sent money!"
After Wang Meng finished speaking, several soldiers from the guard platoon prepared to carry the landlord Qian to the roof.
Landlord Qian didn't expect Wang Meng to be serious. He was so scared that he was trembling and holding on to the jujube tree in the yard and refused to let go.
"Oh, I haven't practiced it yet! I haven't practiced it yet!"
Seeing that Landlord Qian had given in, Wang Meng had no intention of teasing him anymore.
"Okay, then let me ask you, what's with all the salt piles in the yard? Where did it come from? Who brought it to you?"
"If I say I know nothing, would you believe me?"
Wang Meng sneered twice and pointed at the roof.
"Then I believe you can do Qinggong. Take him up!"
Landlord Qian fell to his knees with a thud, his head pounding like crazy.
"General, spare me, General, spare me! I really don't know where this person came from. He is a businessman named Lin Yutang. He left his things in my shabby yard!"
Wang Meng was too lazy to talk to him and just waved his hand.
Four soldiers from the guard platoon carried the landlord Qian, and prepared to tie ropes around his arms and legs and pull him onto the roof.
A feeling of fear as if his limbs were hanging in the air surrounded Landlord Qian, and he screamed heart-wrenchingly.
"I said it, I said it!"
"True or false?"
"True!"
Wang Meng then waved his hand and Landlord Qian was let down.
The landlord, sweating profusely, gave away all the money.
“Where is Lin Yutang?”
"Heading south, in a coach!"
"Fuck! Why didn't you tell me earlier? Chase after me now!"
The guard platoon immediately boarded the jeep and quickly chased south.
Wang Meng called for support and pulled all the salt in the yard back.
"Old Qian, why do I feel like you're not telling the truth? Are you hiding something from us?"
Landlord Qian was in a panic, trembling and talking without thinking.
"Sir, I have confessed everything. I have even confessed to you that I will rob cotton cloth tomorrow and grain the day after tomorrow..."
Wang Meng glanced at Landlord Qian with a fierce look, which frightened him.
Lin Yutang is quite capable. He bought different products in three separate days, making it impossible for the independent column to prepare in advance!
Today they are rushing to buy salt, and the Independent Column has sent large quantities of salt to all the Happy Stores.
Tomorrow they will not grab salt, but cotton cloth directly. The salt you prepared will be of no use. The ignorant people will see that the RMB can not only not buy salt, but also cannot buy cotton cloth.
People eat for food.
On the third day, those ordinary people who believed the rumors in the market would definitely think that the RMB in their hands was worthless and would immediately go back to grab food, so that at least they would not starve!
The frantic panic buying by large numbers of ordinary people, coupled with the organized purchases by hostile forces, will soon lead to a food shortage.
If food cannot be bought soon, all the people will go to the People's Bank of China and exchange their RMB for gold, and the RMB that has been issued with great difficulty will return to the hands of the People's Bank of China.
If the RMB is not circulated among the people, then the banknotes in people's pockets will be waste paper, and it is very likely that border notes and legal tender will once again become the "standard currency" circulated privately!
The happiest people when border area tickets were in circulation were the Japanese, as they could print money at will and plunder Pingshun's supplies.
The same goes for the circulation of legal tender. Chongqing will print banknotes without restraint and also purchase supplies here in a steady stream.
"Old Qian, if you tell even a single lie, you better watch out for your head!"
Landlord Qian looked at Wang Meng with murderous eyes, felt a chill on the back of his neck, and subconsciously touched it.
"General, if I tell even a single lie, God will punish me with lightning! If you don't believe me, bring Lin Yutang back and I will confront him!"
"Don't worry, I will catch him! Take him back to the military fortress!"
Wang Meng immediately contacted Li Yunlong and Zhang Jiaao using the radio he carried with him.
On the one hand, it is required that not only salt should be distributed to all the Happy Stores today, but also cotton cloth and food! And the amount should be sent according to the amount of RMB exchanged in the area!
For example, if Pingshun area exchanged 3 million RMB, then it would have to prepare 3 million yuan of cotton cloth and 3 million yuan of grain!
In addition, Zhang Jiaao was required to send gold of equal value to each branch, so that at least the people could have the option of exchanging gold and not break faith with the people.
An hour later, Wang Meng returned to the military fortress and reported everything to Li Yunlong.
"That's the situation. The soldiers who went to chase Lin Yutang have returned. They shot and killed the unknown spy and recovered more than 30,000 yuan in cash. But Lin Yutang was shot and fell into a ravine and disappeared!"
"Mengzi, who do you think they belong to? Chongqing? Shanxi Suiyuan Army? Or the Japanese?"
Wang Meng shook his head. He didn't have much evidence in his hands at the moment, and the person closest to the truth was the peripheral figure San Laizi.
"Well, maybe that three lecherous guys can be of some use. Let's start with the Black Hawk Gang and see if we can find a breakthrough!"
"Okay, I'll send a telegram to Yan'an as well, asking them to do their best to investigate the flow of the salt. I don't believe they can just disappear out of thin air, right?"
"Well, this can only solve the problem of salt. According to my analysis, there will be three different groups of people to publicize and organize these three types of supplies. Let them keep an eye on those suspicious people tomorrow, arrest them as soon as possible, recover the supplies, and then replenish the inventory!"
The batch of salt that Wang Meng recovered was used to supply all the Xingfu stores in Pingshun, and some ordinary people who were holding banknotes also put the money back into their pockets.
If everyone else is grabbing it, I’ll grab it too, regardless of whether I need it or not. If I don’t grab it, it will be dangerous!
Wang Meng was too lazy to argue with them one by one, so he ordered the weaving factory belonging to the independent column to take out all its inventory. He also used gold to buy a large amount of cotton cloth from private weaving factories and put it into all the Happiness Stores.
In addition, the food reserves transferred by the Eighth Route Army, as well as the food in the independent column and government granaries were distributed to various places.
Finally, at eight o'clock the next morning, thanks to the strong transportation capacity and asphalt roads, all the supplies were delivered to the destination.