Xi'an County Wangji Oil Mill, early this morning came to the distinguished guests. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe three guests with Guannai accents are not very old, and the oil mill shopkeeper Wang Laohao can be regarded as a well-informed master, who used to mess around in Fengtian City when he was young, but he can't tell which line of work these three people are doing. I just think that these three have a good temperament, and they are definitely not ordinary pawns of peddlers.

As soon as the three guests entered the door, they ordered 50 catties of fine soybean oil, which was a big deal, and Wang Lao Hao was not busy with the reception in person. The oil storage in the store is only about 30 catties, and Wang Laohao told the guys to hurry up and squeeze the oil, while making tea and chatting with the distinguished guests.

"Shopkeeper Wang, you said you still have to send oil to the barracks outside the city? That's a big deal. Why can't there be hundreds of people in the barracks, and it is estimated that there must be dozens of catties of oil every day? Why don't you have 50 catties of soybean oil in my store, and you have to squeeze it freshly? The stunned among the three people made a small talk, and casually talked to the shopkeeper of the oil mill

"Dozens of pounds a day? Hehe, how can there be so many? Where is the barracks? Not to mention dozens of catties, ten catties are a pass! Wang Lao shook his head stupidly, "Hundreds of people can't even eat ten catties of oil a day, and each person only eats more than one or two oils a day." "At that time, one catty was equal to sixteen taels, and hundreds of people had ten catties of oil, and each person was more than one tael.

"So there are only a hundred people in a large military camp? I saw it when I was far away, so big that it probably has to live in a few thousand people, right? Shopkeeper Wang, I think there are too many people and a lot of oil used, you can't squeeze so much oil here, they go to several oil mills to squeeze together, right? ”

"How many oil mills? Several times throughout Xi'an County, the oil squeezing workshops are also my Wang Ji Oil Mill and Meng Xiaozui's house in Nankangmen, and elsewhere, they are all small workshops in the village, which can squeeze ten catties and twenty catties of oil a day. Just by them, they also supply the Japanese in the prisoner camp? Laugh at. "Being suspected of the scale of the oil mill, Wang Lao was unwilling to be reasonable, and fought for the reputation of his oil mill with facts.

I was stunned and wanted this result, so I inquired about the situation from Mr. Wang, took the fifty catties of freshly squeezed soybean oil I bought, and went back to the hotel. After seeing Ren Laifeng, he was stunned and told him what he heard in Wang Ji Oil Mill, and Ren Laifeng pondered, this is a place where he can use his brains.

"Stunned, did you ask him how he sent oil to the prisoner camp?" The way of delivering oil is very important, and Ren Laifeng needs to know the details.

"Asked. Wang Laohao said that there was a procurement officer in the prisoner camp who came to him every three days for the thirty catties of oil. There was also a foreigner with a big nose. But the foreigner was so thin as a ghost that he was dressed in tatters, and the king said that he was a prisoner. ”

The devil went out to buy and took the Allied prisoners of war as his attendants? It's interesting. Ren Laifeng originally thought that if Wang Laohao could enter the prisoner camp to bring oil to the devils, he would send someone to follow him in, the first was to see the situation in the prisoner of war camp, and the second was to find a way to inform the prisoners of war to prepare for the internal and external cooperation! Now it seems that the plan is about to change, and there is no way to send someone to follow Wang Laohao into the prisoner of war camp, so find a way to start with the prisoner of war.

Ren Laifeng's mind turned, and he had an idea in his heart, and when he tried to say it, everyone applauded. Of course, this has the meaning of cheering for the commander-in-chief, but it is undeniable that Ren Laifeng came up with a really good idea.

The next day was the day when the Japanese purchasing officer came to Wang Kee Oil Mill to buy oil. On the morning of this day, I was stunned and brought someone to Wang Ji Oil Mill again.

"Yo, Shopkeeper Ling, are you here? What's the matter, fifty pounds of oil have been used up, and today is still needed? Suddenly seeing yesterday's big customer, the shopkeeper Wang was overjoyed. If he can sell 50 catties a day or 500 catties in 10 days, he will make a fortune in less than two years!

"Nope!" Stunned, he quickly shook his head in denial. Do you think I'm really the head of logistics? Specializing in sourcing edible oils? However, the two battalions of 1,000 people brought over by Ren Laifeng were stunned that the fifty catties of oil they bought yesterday were really barely enough for a day. It's no problem to buy another fifty catties from Wang Laohao, or even another hundred catties or two hundred catties.

"I'm passing by your door on other things, and I'm going to talk to you a little bit lately. Here, smoke a cigarette. Stunned, he took out a pack of old knife brand cigarettes and handed one to the shopkeeper Wang.

Don't look at Wang Laohao who runs an oil mill, which belongs to the boss's column, in fact, he usually smokes dry tobacco, and rarely smokes paper cigarettes. He took the cigarette and took a sharp puff, smiling comfortably as he exhaled the smoke. "Yes, yes, this cigarette smells so good."

The cigarette was also smoked, and the relationship was closer, and he began to give full play to his mouth in a daze, and Wang Laohao was blown on from all over the world. When he had the opportunity in the middle, he didn't forget to promise a short favor to Wang Laohao: in the past few days, he will contact him for a two-hundred-pound soybean oil deal.

Wang Lao will also answer this question, "If you can really contact me for such a big deal, I will invite you to drink!" Go to the largest restaurant in the county to drink! ”

Whether it's true or not, it's a beautiful vision for the future life anyway. The two of them imagined a bright future together, and naturally they had more common language. The attendant who was stunned and brought over interjected from time to time to show his existence, and at the same time, he did not forget to vigilantly observe the street outside the oil mill. They were waiting, waiting for the devil procurement officer and the prisoner of war to follow.

At nearly half past ten, two people and a donkey came to the street in front of the oil mill. At the front was a devil in military uniform, and behind was a tall, thin man with yellow hair and a big nose. This man is thin, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is skinny and bones. If it weren't for the fact that there was still a layer of skin on the outside, the bones would have to be sprinkled all over the ground! High cheekbones and deep-set eye sockets. The eye sockets of Caucasian people are already deep, and this one's eye sockets are as deep as two holes, which is scary to look at.

The devil walked in front, and the prisoners of war led the donkeys behind. When he came to Wang Laohao's oil mill, the devil couldn't help but look twice when he saw that there were guests in the oil mill. He smiled stunned, and the devil ignored him. Wang Laohao's oil mill also sells oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and other non-staple foods, the devil is looking at all kinds of non-staple foods and spices on the shelves, and the Allied prisoners of war are watching the donkey at the door of the oil mill.

Stunned, he said hello to Wang Laohao and walked out of the oil mill, and when he passed by the prisoner of war, he suddenly blinked his right eye, and drew the international rescue signal of "SOS" with his right index finger, followed by a small ball of paper that was bounced out, bounced to the prisoner of war and fell to the ground.

The prisoners of war suddenly became nervous, and their already white faces were now almost as white as paper. Fortunately, after hesitating for a while, the prisoners of war finally picked up the paper ball by pretending to tie their shoes.