After dealing with Cheng Dieyi's matter, Wang Xu's side also began to get on the right track.

I went to the old man to train in the morning, patrolled the store in the afternoon, and had dinner with Xu Jiazhen in the evening.

The small days of prosperity have been enjoyable, and the time has quickly entered August.

"It's a good day in August!" Looking at the calendar on August 1st, Wang Xu turned the jade ball with deep thought in his eyes.

On August 20, 1940, our party launched a counterattack against Japan for the first time, opening the curtain of the Battle of the Hundred Regiments.

During the three-and-a-half-month battle, our army and people fought more than 1,800 large and small battles behind enemy lines, killing and wounding more than 20,000 Japanese soldiers and more than 5,000 puppet soldiers, thus shattering the Chongqing government's evaluation of being a guerrilla but not attacking.

Wang Xu looked at the time and secretly wondered if he could do something.

You must know that the Battle of the Hundred Regiments was a great victory for our party, but the casualties in it are not optimistic.

If there are casualties, medicine is needed, and now most of the antiques in the Jizhong base area have been used by Yu Zecheng to trade medicines with him.

After more than two months of trading, the number of antiques in Wang Xu's hands officially broke through the 300 mark, and if all of them were sold, it was conservatively estimated that there would be several hundred million yuan in the account.

Similarly, after the large-scale transaction, the number of antiques sent by Yu Zecheng has obviously decreased and declined, and the quality of fine goods has become rare.

Wang Xu suspects that his deal with Yu Zecheng has reached the point where it has turned from prosperity to decline.

After all, antiques are not cabbage, and the old hen that lays eggs in the Jizhong base area has also reached the time when she has more than enough heart and less strength.

"Lao Wang, I'm sending you something again."

On the morning of his freshman year, Yu Zecheng came with a bag and knocked on the door of Wang Xu's house.

Wang Xu invited Yu Zecheng in, opened the bag and saw that there were a few jade wrenches, a few strings of pearl necklaces, gemstone pendants and other things.

If it were his first trade, these things would have made him ecstatic.

But now, Wang Xu's vision and mentality are no longer what they were at the beginning, not only did he not have any joy, but sighed: "Lao Yu, let's trade once every seven days, this time is not short." Did you find that the good goods you brought are getting worse and worse, just like the things you brought this time, they are not worth ten gold bars together, right? ”

"I'm really embarrassed that little bit of old stuff at home is going to be hollowed out by you!" Yu Zecheng knew what Wang Xu was talking about, and the smile on his face was a little embarrassed.

Wang Xu shook his head and didn't speak, picked up a few jade wrenches in his bag, and frowned suddenly: "Why is there still blood?" ”

"I'll see." Yu Zecheng hurriedly took it, and sure enough, there were some blood spots on it.

He was angry again, and he wiped it with his sleeve, Yu Zecheng was busy for a while, and then said apologetically: "These things were brought back by the comrades last night when they were hoeing." I was in a hurry to rush to you, I didn't pay attention for a while, and I definitely won't next time. ”

None of the antiques Yu Zecheng traded with him were innocent.

The underground party is so poor, where did the jewelry and antiques come from, Wang Xu knows without asking.

However, he eats this bowl of rice, and some things are psychologically clear, and it is not interesting to say it.

He doesn't care how the jewelry and antiques he trades come from, and whether it is because of this transaction or not, someone will be condemned as a landlord and defeated, he only cares about his own interests, and he can't control others.

"Lao Yu, don't say anything, eight gold bars, what do you think?" Wang Xu closed the bag and asked Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng nodded again and again, affirming: "Okay, okay..."

Antiques and jewelry, in the hands of the base, are useless, because these are not hard currency, and gold is different.

Gold was hard currency, which could buy food, clothing, and guns and ammunition that were scarce in the base areas.

The last time I heard the shopkeeper Qiu say that because he had money in his hands, life in the base area was much better.

When comrades eat, they used to add only one spoonful of cabbage, but now they can add two spoonfuls, and occasionally they can eat meat.

Because of his identity, Yu Zecheng has never been to the base area, nor has he seen the comrades in the base area.

But as soon as he thought that the comrades at home could eat enough, he felt warm in his heart, and all the efforts were worth it.

"Lao Yu, eight gold bars, look at the fineness." Wang Xu walked to the next room, took out eight gold bars from the dark compartment, and handed them to Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng held the gold bar, smiled very happily on his face, and shirked: "Don't look at it, I can trust you as a person." ”

Wang Xu smiled and didn't say anything, but diverted the topic and asked, "Lao Yu, why do you hold such a grudge against the landlord?" ”

"This..."Yu Zecheng paused for a moment and said: "The landlord is not benevolent to the rich, his family has 10,000 loads of grain, and he will not give the poor people a grain of rice, so..."

"So you knocked him down!"

Wang Xu shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Lao Yu, I am now more and more aware that there is a person who is very right. Two gold bars were placed together, neither of them noble, nor one of them dirty, they were all the same black. The money and grain of the landlord's family are also earned by the people themselves, and it is a good deed to distribute it to the people, and it is your duty not to divide it, you..."

Halfway through speaking, Wang Xu suddenly stopped talking, shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't mention this, it's boring to say it." ”

"Lao Wang, your mind is very dangerous!"

Wang Xu didn't want to say anything, but Yu Zecheng didn't intend to let it go, and opened fire: "The class struggle here, the cancer under capitalism, we are for the majority of the people, and it is not the landlords who are crushed, but the roadblocks in front of the people." ”

"And then?" Wang Xu asked rhetorically.

Yu Zecheng was a little confused, and puzzled: "What then?" ”

"When the old ruling class is overthrown, a new ruling class climbs up, and no one can change this. What you are doing now, Li Zicheng did it hundreds of years ago, and in the end it is still the same, just one dynasty, replaced by another dynasty, and the fate of the cycle begins again. ”

Yu Zecheng wanted to say something, so Wang Xu waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm only doing business, not talking about anything else, so there's no need to continue this topic." ”

The words were held in his mouth, and Lao Yu's face was red and his neck was thick.

Wang Xu didn't care about him, put away this blood-stained wealth, and said: "Lao Yu, you can help me get a letter of introduction, I plan to go southwest and expand my business in other places." ”

"Southwest?" Hearing the letter of introduction and the words southwest, Yu Zecheng was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

Looking down and thinking about it, this is a good thing, Yu Zecheng nodded again and again: "No problem, let alone the letter of introduction, let us send someone to escort it." ”

"That's what you said, I can make a note of it." Wang Xu was worried that this was a troubled time, and he would not be safe in the past, so it was of course better to be escorted.

Yu Zecheng confidently assured that there was no problem with this matter, it could be done today, and he just listened to his good news at night.

Of course, Wang Xu would not object, and enthusiastically sent Lao Yu out, and only asked when he went out: "How is Li Ya doing over there?" ”

"Everything is going well, just wait for the timing." Yu Zecheng didn't say too much detail, and quickly got into the rickshaw and left.

Seeing Lao Yu go away, Wang Xu thought of Li Ya and his love for opera, shook his head and walked towards the house, and said to himself: "Li Ya, it's a pity, if it weren't for the arrows, I really want to make you a friend..."