"What kind of foreign fortune does this little guy Jingyu have? Did you dig a golden mountain in Ulaga? Can't you give us some money?" Zhu D is over 50 years old this year, and it doesn't seem abrupt to call Yang Jingyu, 35, a little guy.

Ren BS is only one year older than Yang Jingyu, and is obviously also the "little guy" that Zhu De calls him. Ren BS glanced at Zhu De in surprise.

Zhu D noticed it and said with a smile: "Don't worry, let's have a beard. Although you are not old, you look much more stable. I have never called you little guy, nor have you called you behind your back."

Ren BS rolled his eyes and said, "The boss is reminding me, so I have to hurry up and work more. Oh, I feel dizzy lately. It seems that it is time to go to Sister Kang's place to have a free meal and see what Sister Kang makes every day to make the boss healthy."

In addition to being serious and rigid in formal occasions that are highly anticipated, leaders are no different from ordinary people in normal times. If they always show off their faces, others will not be tired, and they will be exhausted themselves. They are often joked in private occasions. This kind of harmless joke can actually liven up the atmosphere and bring psychological distance closer.

Mao Zd looked at the two people with a funny look and couldn't help but interrogate: "Boss, if you want to talk about foreign wealth, I think no one here is as big as you."

"Oh, what do you mean? I'm so poor that I'm so poor. Could it be that Mao, you still have to make a decision on me?"

Mao Zd retorted seriously: "Hey, boss, you must admit it. The Mauser production line is worth $50,000. In addition to this, you spent $750,000 to make various supporting facilities and buy various raw materials. Calculate it. 1.25 million US dollars, which is equivalent to 30,000 taels of gold, or more than 30,000 silver dollars. You are not big anymore. A few days ago, I wanted to use the Mauser gun you produced to exchange for grain. How about a gun? How about it? Have you produced 10,000 guns? Is it okay to use it to hold it up?"

When Zhu D heard this, he quickly shook his head like a rattle and said, "No, no, the gun was taken away as soon as it came out. I don't have any inventory there."

The Eighth Route Army had a huge gap in guns. Mauser used a brand new standard to exchange for food. Everyone was killed and didn't expect this. When Zhu D heard that Mao ZD had this idea, he hurriedly denied that there was stock.

At this time, the more famous Huangyadong Arsenal produced only more than 10,000 guns designed and assembled a year, named "Zhu De style", and can arm 16 regiments every year. Another one is Zhou E1 exchanged the information provided by the Anti-Japanese United Nations from the Soviets. A semi-old Mauser production line in Poland was placed in the Ansai Steel Factory. Due to the sufficient raw materials, the monthly production has reached 30 regiments. According to the current output, 30 regiments can be armed throughout the year. This line is Zhu D's treasure. He always cares about the exhibition and knows how much inventory is every day.

Mao Zd said helplessly to Lin Boqu: "Old Lin, look at the boss, pretending to be confused when he understands it. Once it is involved in the Eighth Route Army, he will have nothing there."

Exchange guns for food is indeed a dilemma. The more guns, the stronger they can grow their ranks, the more enemies they can kill, and the more people they can save. But if the gun is taken too seriously, if the side areas really lack food, it will cause starvation or fleeing famine, the prestige and credibility of the Eighth Route Army will suffer an unprecedented blow. If from this perspective, the significance of guns is insignificant. What should we do if we lose people?

Lin Boqu felt something and asked Mao zd, "Chairman, have you really thought about it so much? It's not that level, right? How can we living people get to the point of selling guns and exchanging food?"

Mao Zd blinked at Zhu D proudly, saw Zhu D's understanding expression, and smiled: "Our Mr. Lin is really an honest person, okay, okay! Mr. Lin, don't worry, it's really about to reach that critical point. The boss knows what to do, and we don't have to worry about it."

Zhu D is two months older than Lin Boqu. The two of them are the same age, so he can't call Lin Boqu the old man, and only the word "Lin Boqu" is Lin Boqu. "Suiyuan, you don't know me. I can't even want to do anything for the sake of the revolution. What else can I bear to bear? However, the method mentioned by Mao was only able to do it in an extraordinary period. Just as you said, it was not that level. In front of us, we can overcome any difficulties. Don't worry, you didn't hear Mao say that Yang Jingyu gave a big gift?"

Yes! I forgot this information, and Lin Boqu patted his head.

"Okay, I've been having enough jokes, let's talk about the serious business." Mao Zd took a message, glanced at Li Kegong at the door, and asked him to sit closer, "Kegong, come and sit closer, listen clearly, there is also the task you want to complete."

"There is something I have?" Li Kegong asked pointing to his nose.

"Yes." Mao Zd nodded affirmatively, "You must be responsible for arranging the relationship coordination on the road from Lanzhou to Yan'an, and ensure that the materials transported by the Anti-Japanese United Comrades from Su-1 arrive in Yan'an in a foolproof way. It is said that there are about two trucks of goods. If the truck is too conspicuous, then in Lanzhou, you must also find a way to replace the goods into a big truck and pretend to be lucky. Don't be afraid of spending money. If you spend money, try to spend money. If you encounter a stubborn guy, for this batch of goods, you can use our underground comrades hidden from Lanzhou to Xi'an. If you encounter trouble, you can even use Comrade No. 3."

Comrade No. 3, the highest level of comrade, did not hesitate to use this trump card for this batch of things. It seems that the importance can be imagined. Ren BS and Li Kegong know who is No. 3, and know the weight of this comrade. Seeing Mao Zd so cautious, the two couldn't help but look at each other.

"What goods? How many comrades in the Anti-Japanese United Nations, who are they?" A series of questions arose in everyone's hearts.

"Listen, this is a telegram from Yang Jingyu yesterday. To be cautious, I also consulted several experts yesterday, and Fu Lianzhang affirmed this matter."

Fu Lianzhang, who was the director of the Central Hospital at that time, was the red Hua Tuo from Yan'an. He was awarded the rank of lieutenant general in 55 years. This is a real expert. He has treated a large number of central leading cadres and everyone is familiar with him.

So what did the Chairman consulted Fu Lianzhang for? Is the things transported from the Anti-Japanese War have to do with medicine? But what problems can be solved even if two trucks of medicines are solved? Why is the Chairman full of confidence? Everyone's doubts are getting bigger.

Everyone stared at Mao ZD's lips, full of expectations.
Chapter completed!