There is no need to elaborate on the darkness of the officialdom in the late Qing Dynasty, civil officials have the routines of civil officials, military generals have the doorways of military generals, civil officials eat fire, eat taxes, eat lawsuits, and the most important thing for military officials to make money in the future is smuggling. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the bitter cold land outside the Guan, the population is not large, and the degree of land development is low, and it is expected to rub oil from the common people, even if the bones and slag are crushed, there is not much oil and water.

But there is also an advantage outside the border, that is, you can smuggle, the west is Mongolia, the north is the Rakshasa ghost, that side is the Central Plains, in the earliest days Ningguta even occasionally encountered merchant ships in the north of Japan, secretly selling some katana, seafood or something, and the tiger skin and ginseng outside the customs are also the favorite of the Japanese side.

In the three provinces outside the Guan, almost all the generals are involved in the smuggling trade, they do not have to pay any taxes, and they can also get good goods that cannot be bought on the market, such as Western chiming clocks, pocket watches, muskets, and glass, which are all high-priced goods in the world.

Fire, lanterns, kerosene, nails...... These are all indispensable objects in the lives of ordinary people.

Then the silk, salt, iron, and grain of the Central Plains, the cattle and sheep skins and dairy products of the Mongolian steppe, and then the medicinal materials, animal skins, timber, and so on outside the customs began to circulate in the hands of these garrisons.

This kind of thing is an open secret, and the court actually knows it, but it makes the country poor, and the salaries of officers and soldiers are all released, who cares about this kind of idle matter, if you don't let these big-headed soldiers get rich, why should they show loyalty to you?

Don't look at Hunchun as a good official, but he also has to earn this kind of wealth, but even if he earns it, it will be patched into the belly of his subordinates, unlike Tepuxin, who are all in their own pockets.

This kind of smuggling activity can only be touched by high-ranking officers, and low-ranking officers can only share a little oil in the boss's business, but Lao Lin's rank is enough, and with Hunchun's acquiescence, he also has a small caravan to make this money, but the scale is small.

This kind of illegal business is also particular about the territory, Jilin, Ningguta and other big cities are Hunchun's territory, no matter how direct your old Lin is, you can't come here to make money, unless your goods are a shortage in the market, so you may be able to open a seam.

And big cities such as Qiqihar and Aihui, that is naturally Tepuxin's territory, if you want to do business here, it is absolutely impossible not to give him a head in private.

Look, there are rules in the underworld, and these rules are stricter than the law.

There are traders, there are rules, and naturally there are people who challenge the rules, and the profession of broker is actually produced in this context.

Your Lao Lin himself ships in Qiqihar, and at least forty percent of it has to come out to settle various relationships, but if you want a broker like Wang Ba Lizi to come forward, thirty percent is enough, which is the market foundation for their survival.

There is no flaw in everything that Lao Lin showed today, even if Wang Ba Lizi is shrewd, he can't find a flaw, and when he sees the goods brought by the pack horse, the calf's eyes are blue, and now he is reluctant to come out even if he knows that it is a trap.

"Good girl! Master Lin, your face is bigger than the sky! It's all good goods that can't be grabbed on the market!"

"Ryukyu rum! Hey, hey...... Do you know how much a bottle sells in this spirits city? Thirty silver dollars! And you can't grab ......."

"Citigroup's canned food, this is beef, this is fruit, this is meatballs...... Baby, what a baby, a silver coin and a can in such a canned city......"

"Master Lin, you know that now that adults go out hunting and playing, they don't barbecue by themselves, if anyone doesn't light these canned foreign goods on the side of the bonfire, it will make people laugh to death!"

Wang Ba Lizi is really right, since ancient times, things have been scarce and expensive, rum and canned products are nothing at all in the years when there are plenty of materials in later generations, and spirits are higher than that degree, and canned food is called junk food without nutrition.

But in the era of scarcity of materials, this kind of thing is a treasure, and because it is a new thing, it is sought after by the market, and people have to pursue it in order to satisfy their illusory face.

In fact, this trend of foreign goods is also gradually rising with the rise of the volunteers, and the Chinese people transport a large number of these assembly line foods by sea, and some of them will naturally flow into the people due to sufficient supply.

The common people were reluctant to eat these good things, so they were secretly sold on the black market, and the unique taste and peculiar appearance of canned food, coupled with the love of high wine outside the border since ancient times, made these military supplies of the volunteers instantly fried.

Heilongjiang is not the sphere of influence of the volunteers, this kind of military supplies are naturally rare, which pushes up the market price even more.

"Leave it to me, I'll do it for you, brother, it's absolutely beautiful!" Wang Ba Lizi rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Look at your useless appearance! This thing is still worth the excitement? You can come here again......" After speaking, Lao Lin secretly opened a crack in a wooden box.

"Shhh...... The Mauser of the volunteers, and the American rotor pistol?" Wang Ba Lizi put the lid on again at that time, "Master Lin......! Where did you get this baby? Don't hurt your brother, that Xiao Letian is ruthless, and he has too many friends in his hands......

"If your goods are not clean, and when the time comes, what if you don't make any money and lose your life?

"Shit! Am I that kind of person? To tell you the truth, this is all my exchange for intelligence...... In a word, Wang Ba Lizi understands, and he has also done a lot of money in intelligence trading, so it is reasonable to say so.

"Oh, you're scared to death...... Let's be honest, how many of these things there are? Give me a total ......."

The scribbled list was stuffed into the arms of Wang Ba Calf, this kid was really a natural trader, and he understood everything when he saw the list of the markets in the city.

"Oh my God, this group is just the vanguard, and there are still ...... in the back This batch of goods is actually worth millions? My mother, I have made a fortune, I am really rich!"

"Shh......h Silence!" Lao Lin pulled him aside, "Do you have to be noisy and everyone knows? When the time comes, there will be more wolves to divide the meat, and I will be the first to deduct your tap!"

"Hehe, look at my mouth, it should be beaten, it should be beaten...... What do you mean, Master Lin?

"Well, my plan is to secretly store all these good goods in the city, you find me a warehouse, let's sell it slowly, little by little, and don't just sell it in Qiqihar!

"My brigade is eight miles outside the city, and the first city to unload the goods! Don't be stupid, so many things are rushing to the market in one go, you just wait for the price to fall!"

Wang Ba Lizi blinked and asked weakly, "My Lin Ye, so many goods, how many people have you brought!"

"It's not much, it's only eight hundred......" Lao Lin looked at him with a sneer.