According to Nanjing's instructions, Huang Zheng took out part of the granary and used it to ration food to the local residents, which effectively stabilized the economy and people's lives in the recovered areas, and won Huang Zheng a lot of reputation.

Of course, Nanjing has also noticed this problem. The Ministry of Civil Affairs pointed out that in many localities there are food problems of varying degrees because of the war, and the problem of feeding the common people has become a major issue that needs to be solved urgently.

In the meeting room of the Ministry of National Defense, Huang Ke listened to a report by Xu Kan, minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs' Ministry of Food. This was the first time since the beginning of the Battle of Nanjing that he listened to a work report in the meeting room on the ground.

A few days ago, he and his command organs were all moved to underground bunkers, but recently, with the continuation of our army's front-line counteroffensive, the Japanese army's air raids began to slowly decrease, and the scale of air raids continued to shrink, so it was possible for him to transfer his command headquarters to it.

The sun is shining, and the warm sun of early winter shines through the glass recently, and the body of the person who is sunning is warm.

Huang Ke sat casually on the fabric sofa, and Xu Kan sat next to him. Secretary Chen Liewen brought two cups of tea.

"Tell me what you know." Huang Ke had asked them to make a statistic on the food rationing of the people in the rear and in the recovered areas.

"At present, the food shortage of the people in the rear of our country is not serious, and the price of grain in the market is relatively stable, and there is not a big gap compared with the pre-war period. However, with the progress of our army's counteroffensive, the reclaimed areas were particularly serious due to the Japanese army's rampant expropriation. As he spoke, Xu Kan reported to Huang Ke in detail a set of relevant data obtained from the investigation.

Huang Ke then asked, "What is the overall situation of the grain?" ”

Xu Kan shook his head: "It's not ideal." The occupation of Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Shandong, and Northeast China, the main grain-producing areas of our country, and the destruction of labor and production order by the war, have now only been able to meet local needs. ”

Huang Ke was silent for a few seconds after hearing this, and after a while, he asked again: "The people's jobs must be saved, and the stomachs of the officers and soldiers on the front line cannot be empty." Your responsibility as a 'big boss' is not light. Come, tell us about your plans. ”

After hearing this, Xu Kan smiled and said: "Our Ministry of Food has studied it, because these problems are relatively concentrated in the recovered areas, but they also exist in some rear areas. And the distribution of grain will involve multiple departments, just like the granary problem in Suzhou Muzhen. Therefore, I propose that the Ministry of Food be established and a special department will be set up to ensure the rationing of food for the people in the reclaimed areas and in our rear. ”

Huang Ke nodded: "Go on." ”

"The initial plan is to set up a committee set up by the central government, which will be directly responsible to the central government, and the specific composition should be composed of multiple departments of the Ministry of National Defense, the Executive Yuan, and the Ministry of Food, so that if there are any problems, the work will also be carried out." Xu Kan said.

"You are very thoughtful. I think the other specific personnel can be discussed and approved. However, this number one is not a light burden, and the quality required is very high, not only must he have rich work experience, but also dare to pull the emperor off the horse. Are you planning to do it yourself or do you recommend someone? Huang Ke asked frankly.

Xu Kan smiled and said: "It's not appropriate for me to take on the same position myself, after all, there are so many things in the headquarters of the Ministry of Food, and I am afraid that the energy allocation will not be enough." However, there is a person here who recommends it to the chairman. ”

"Oh? Let's talk about it. Huang Ke said.

"Chiang Ching-kuo of the Executive Yuan." Xu Kandao.

Huang Ke thought about it, Jiang Zhongzheng's eldest son, has rich work experience, strong work ability, is good at dealing with various emergencies, and has the enthusiasm of a young man, so he doesn't have to worry about him bending the law for personal gain, the most important thing is that he is the son of the Jiang family, the Jiang family, the Huang family, the Song family, and the Kong family were all important families in the state government at that time, and they themselves were a hard backstage, so it was also convenient for the following work to be carried out.

But in this way, the allocation of civilian grain was firmly controlled by the Jiang faction, and Huang Ke was a little reluctant to think of this.

He thought about it for a while, and felt that he should not be so narrow-minded, and the result of narrow individualism may be that many people do not have enough to eat, besides, the power of civilian grain allocation is in the hands of the Executive Yuan and the Ministry of Finance, and these two powerful departments are controlled by the Chiang faction, so it is good for Chiang Ching-kuo to investigate.

Thinking of this, Huang Ke said: "Okay, the following group of demons and monsters need a bold person to shake it well." ”

After speaking, Huang Ke stood up and said to Xu Kan: "I personally have no opinion. However, the specific situation still has to be brought to the Standing Committee for discussion, and after all aspects have been passed, we will immediately proceed to implement it. ”

"Okay." Xu Kandao.

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A few days later, the resolution was adopted. When Chiang Ching-kuo learned that he had been nominated as the director of the Food Allocation Committee, he was both a little surprised and a little confused. He had no choice but to consult his father, who was still in Wuhan.

His father's thick Zhejiang accent came from the earpiece, and he said, "This is a good thing, which shows that the central government trusts you." Now that Huang Ke has nodded, you should do what the central government wants, remember, don't be jealous, and don't be soft-hearted. ”

"Yes, father." Chiang Ching-kuo naturally understood what his father meant. Now that the power struggle between Nanjing and Wuhan is becoming more and more intense, and the power vacuum of the young official cannot be ignored, if he can show his skills at this time, it will definitely play a very good role in the transition of power in the future.

"Father, do you want to go to Chief Huang and make a brief report before I leave?" Chiang Ching-kuo asked again.

"Yes, just do a thought report, not talk about personal life. It can be seen that this time Huang Ke still intends to ease the contradiction with me through you, since he has released such kindness, I have no reason to refuse. ”

"Yes, father." Chiang Ching-kuo waited until his father hung up the phone before putting down the receiver and ending the call. It's evening now, and presumably Huang Ke should finish his work at this time. He was thinking that the official appointment would come out tomorrow, should he go to find Huang Ke now? Or will he wait until tomorrow's official appointment to come out and go to Huang Ke?

If you wait until the official appointment is made to go, it will seem a little formal, but it will be a little impersonal, he and Huang Ke have been in contact a few times, so it is better to go over now.

Jiang Jingguo raised his hand and glanced at his watch, it was 5:28 now, I don't know if Huang Ke is still there at this time?

He picked up the red line phone in front of him and dialed the number of the Ministry of National Defense Office, he and Chen Liewen and others are all friends, although the level is not enough to find Huang Ke directly, but it is not difficult to find it through these people.

The secretary's desk was connected, and after Jiang Jingguo explained his identity, he said that he wanted to find Secretary-General Chen Liewen.

Because of the particularity of his personal identity, the secretary desk was quickly transferred to Chen Liewen.

"Is it Brother Jingguo? What kind of wind blows you, it's common for you to call me. Chen Liewen said with a smile.

Jiang Jingguo also smiled: "Brother Liewen, how dare I disturb at will, I want to talk to you well, but the conditions don't allow it." ”

After the two teased for a few words, Chen Liewen said: "Brother Jingguo, you say, what's the matter with me?" Do you want to report your thoughts to the general manager? ”

"Yes, you've heard about the appointment, I want to report my thoughts to the chief in advance, I don't know if it's convenient for the chief to arrange the time now?" Chiang Ching-kuo also said frankly.

"There is no problem with the time, you should come here before seven o'clock, and let the secretary inform me when you come, and I will report to the chief."

After the two finished speaking, they hung up the phone. Jiang Jingguo looked outside, it was already dark, and he couldn't help but think about it, and he walked out.

There was a jeep parked at the door, this car was rationed to the Executive Yuan, and after the Executive Yuan was relocated to Wuhan as a whole, this car was kept, and later after the Lend-Lease Act began, the jeeps of the United States also increased, and this car was opened for him, which was his private car.

There is no special driver, and on weekdays, people who call the driver's class to drive. Before leaving, he called his office and asked them to arrange for a driver to take him to the Ministry of Defense. But at this time, it was time to catch up with the commute, and the drivers of the driver class were all out.

Jiang Jingguo was unwilling to wait, so he had to go out and take a rickshaw to prepare to go over.

After the Battle of Nanjing came to an end, the population of the urban area also increased a lot, some small businesses and other things began to recover, and there were more rickshaws and so on.

Chiang Ching-kuo walked out of the gate of the Executive Yuan, and there were now many people at the gate, and there were also some cars working on their stomachs. He waved at the rickshaw in the distance, and among the people who were working on the ground, only one driver in a short shirt and short coat ran over with a quick walk.

He thought it was a little strange, why did this one coachman come here? On weekdays, several coachmen come to rob it, but he doesn't think much about it, presumably this is their mature rule.

"Where are you going, sir?" The rickshaw driver used a towel on his shoulders to bounce the dust off the seat of the car very skillfully.

"Go to the Ministry of Defense." Chiang Ching-kuo sat in and said.

"Okay, you're seated." The driver shouted and began to pull the cart and run.

After sitting down, he lay on his back and fell asleep. There is still a long way to the Ministry of National Defense, and the rickshaw will take dozens of minutes, and he has not had a good rest these days, so he simply dropped the curtain and fell asleep.

The rickshaw driver's feet were good, and he ran as fast as he should have done and as slow as he should have along the way, and the creaking and shaking made him fall asleep quickly.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Jingguo woke up, he raised his hand to look at his watch, it was already half past six, but it was pitch black around here.

He lifted the curtain with a hula, but the coachman creaked to a halt.

Jiang Jingguo secretly said that it was not good, I am afraid that it will encounter a short circuit.