It's all white sugar.

Check a bag that is white sugar.

Check another bag, it's also sugar......

The whole warehouse is stacked to the brim. It's all white sugar.

Very white.

Very sweet.

The purity is very high. It is estimated that it is a foreign product. Or maybe it's made in Japan.

In fact, white sugar is very valuable.

In times of war, sugar is a genuine strategic commodity. It's about restricting supply. The average person can't buy it at all.

However......

Zhang Yong can't use it! It can't be resold either.

With so much sugar, where can he carry it? Where to find buyers? How to trade?

Alas......

It's all for nothing again.

How many treasures do you think there are at No. 49 Shihu Street......

Yi Xing Shan.

Crestfallen.

Others were very happy.

How to trade white sugar, that is Zhang Yong's business.

They only know that so much white sugar is very valuable. It could be worth tens of thousands of oceans.

At that time, the price of white sugar was still relatively expensive. Because domestic sugar production is very low. The whole of Songhu seems to be one or two sugar factories. How high can the yield be?

On the contrary, as an industrial country, the Japanese invaders still had relatively high sugar production.

"Four hundred tons."

"How much?"

"A total of 400 tons of sugar."

"Ah......h

Zhang Yong smacked his tongue.

Four hundred tons! So much!

This Takashi Takeshita is really big business!

White sugar is actually calculated in tons. That's a lot of money. Rare.

In the folk, white sugar is a luxury. Expensive. An ocean may be about ten catties to buy.

Maybe not.

In other words, the price of a ton of white sugar is at least two hundred oceans or more.

400 tons, that's 80,000 oceans.

Boy......

If it can be monetized......

The question is, how do you monetize it?

Is it sold to the defenders?

I wonder if they dare to eat it?

Look out of the warehouse.

It was empty, and there was not a single figure.

There are no red dots in the map monitoring area. Not even a few white spots.

Alas, don't think about it.

This time, God won't feed you.

There is certainly no buyer who comes to the door just right.

You'll have to figure it out yourself......

"Shaolong, there's a phone here." Yu Lexing walked over. Hand Zhang Yong a note.

Zhang Yong took it.

It's just a note. Not a business card.

There is no name on it either. Just a phone number.

Shabby.

Whose phone number? Zhang Yong was secretly puzzled.

Is the entire warehouse just a phone number?

It shouldn't be familiar to the Guardians. If it's familiar. There is no need to record it separately.

If it's an inconsequential number, there's no need to record it.

In other words, this number should be more important. But it's not your own.

So, take a look?

"There's a phone in the office."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

Enter the warehouse office. Found out that there really was a phone.

It seems that this warehouse is not disposable. It should be used for a long time. Otherwise. It is impossible to install a phone. In these days, telephones are also a luxury.

Pick up the microphone.

Turning the note against the note, one by one.

Then wait......

"Toot ......"

"Toot ......"

There is a busy signal all the time.

But Zhang Yong was very patient.

No way, just money! What if it's a buyer?

Hehe, thinking too much......

With just one phone number, how can it be a buyer?

"Hello?"

Finally, someone on the other end of the line answered.

It's a man. The voice was a little hoarse. It seems to be very old.

"No. 49 Shihu Street." Zhang Yong reported to his home.

He didn't know who the other party was.

But you can't let the other party hang up the phone. I can only take the initiative.

"You wait!"

The other party then covered the microphone.

Then the microphone was silent.

Zhang Yong looked around. In fact, I was also a little worried.

What if the call was made incorrectly and the Japanese found out that their warehouse was occupied?

With so much sugar, it must not be moved. It can only be destroyed.

How to destroy? Fire?

It is estimated that the sugar will not burn. There wasn't that much gasoline either.

Only explosives can be used.

Fry all the sugar. Mixed with dirt.

The problem is, he doesn't have that much explosives!

For a while, I was embarrassed.

It feels like a lot of work is not in place.

It's been a lesson.

If you encounter such a scene again in the future, you must first prepare explosives.

If you don't get it, you destroy it.

They must not be allowed to continue to fall into the hands of the Japanese invaders.

nor can it be distributed to the common people. Why? Because the angry Japanese will slaughter the common people who get the sugar.

That is tantamount to harming the common people.

"Hey......" Finally, the voice came from the microphone again.

This time it's a softer-speaking man. But it doesn't seem like you can speak Chinese very well?

I can't help but think about it. Could it be that the Japanese are answering the phone?

"I'm No. 49 Shihu Street."

"We're not going to raise prices again. If the price is raised again, we will not have anything to earn. You sell it to someone else. ”

"Okay. You say. Fixed price. How much. ”

"Eighty-three thousand."

"Yes. Eighty-three thousand. When we make a friend. ”

"Good!"

The other party is not happy or sad.

It seems that the other party is not very happy with this price.

Zhang Yong: ......

Grass, 400 tons of sugar, sold you 83,000 oceans, and you are not happy?

Wait a minute......

It is necessary to state in advance.

But don't top up your money with yen or other worthless banknotes.

"I'm talking about eighty-three thousand oceans."

"Yes."

The other party is still unhappy or sad when he speaks.

Zhang Yong felt that he had spoken in vain. But I didn't care. Anyway, it's good to be sure it's the ocean.

I wanted to remind that I didn't want a bank ticket from the Surety Bank. Later it was retracted.

In North China, what do you want if you don't want a bank ticket from Baoshang Bank?

That doesn't mean telling the Japanese that I'm not on your side. Isn't that revealing the stuffing?

There is no way, I can only get the silver ticket, and then deal with it slowly.

Think of it as making money here to buy a house.

North China makes moneyNorth China flower ......

"Come and pull it away at once." Zhang Yong said again.

"Nope." The other party replied.

"Why?"

"We're not ready."

"Then you give the money first. Otherwise, I'll sell it to someone else. ”

"Yes."

"ASAP1"

Zhang Yong was in a hurry to get the money.

I didn't feel safe when I didn't get the money. Not steady.

So much white sugar, if it is not exchanged for money, it is not his. The Japanese could take it back at any time.

"Let's go now."

"Good!"

Zhang Yong was relieved.

As long as the other party sends money. Then no problem.

Put down the microphone.

"How?" Yu Lexing asked curiously.

"It's the buyer. I'll pay for it later. But there is no pick-up. Zhang Yong explained simply.

No specific price was said. I'll talk about it when I get the silver ticket.

As long as the money is not in hand, the transaction can be uncertain. If you don't do it, you will be empty of people and money.

"Arrange it. Ready to trade. ”

"Good!"

"Tell everyone to stay safe."

"Understood!"

Yu Le woke up to make arrangements.

Zhang Yong's meaning is very clear, that is, he is worried about black eating black.

In case the buyer doesn't give the money, and wants to snatch the sugar. What to do? I can only use the gun. Fortunately, there are quite a few of them, and there are quite a few guns.

If you want to grab it, the other party has to come with at least two or three hundred people. It also has to be equipped with heavy weapons.

Otherwise, Zhang Yong was not afraid.

Sit tight......

20 minutes ......

40 minutes ......

The map hasn't moved yet.

Frown.

Was it put on a plane?

Or is the buyer plotting and really wants to eat black?

Secretly raise your vigilance.

Finally......

The edge of the map indicates that there is a small red dot entering.

Not one. It's two.

Is it a buyer?

Up in the air.

It is also possible that a Japanese person is passing by.

Or maybe it was simply sent by Takashi Takeshita. Maybe Takashi Takeshita will send someone to inspect from time to time?

Quietly gesture backwards. At the same time, he said: "There is a Japanese criminal! ”

"him!" Cao Mengqi blurted out.

Zhang Yong: ......

This old nest.

It's really high-spirited and high-spirited.

When I hear the word Japanese invader, I want to fight.

This guy didn't want to work in the Renaissance Society's secret service in the first place. I want to go to the battlefield and lead my troops to fight.

It's a pity that there has never been such an opportunity.

The previous battle with the Japanese military police made his blood boil. I feel that this life is in vain. The idea of leading troops to fight is even stronger. When I heard that a Japanese invader was coming, my first reaction was to kill and kill......

It doesn't matter who he is, as long as it's a Japanese criminal. All were shot and killed. And then cover up all the way......

"How many are coming?"

"Two ...... Four...... Six! ”

Zhang Yong kept revising.

It seems that the Japanese invaders came by car. One car for two people. There were three cars and six people.

In addition to the Japanese, there were two Chinese in each car.

Just as he was about to speak, a fourth car appeared behind him. There are only three Chinese on it. Two in the front row. One in the back.

Is this the boss?

Zhang Yong judged silently.

It seems like yes. The boss seems to be sitting alone in the back row.

It seems that this boss is Chinese. There were six Japanese on errands. Obviously not an ordinary person!

There is no doubt that a proper traitor is a traitor. I just don't know which one it is?

"Up!"

"Up!"

Cao Mengqi was in charge of the combat deployment.

Set up an ambush on the wall. Always ready to fight.

"Don't shoot!"

"Listen to me!"

Zhang Yong reminded them.

These Japanese criminals should not be in the afterlife.

It should be to trade.

They drove directly over and did not monitor from a distance.

If the other party were trying to attack the warehouse, they would never have driven over with such a swagger. Isn't this sending to death?

It seems that the deal is very promising. You should be able to get the money.

After getting the money, try to find a way to get it back. And so on and so forth. Chickens lay eggs, eggs lay chickens, children and grandchildren, endlessly......

Arrange for someone to clean up the traces of the murder just now. At the same time, the warehouse door will be opened.

Zhang Yong himself stood by the door. Waiting for the other party to arrive. Since it's a deal. That's of course an open door to business.

Sure enough, four cars slowly drove over. Stop in front of the warehouse door.

The people in the three cars in front of them all got out of the car. Stand guard in the vicinity. Then the fourth car slowly drove over.

Zhang Yong didn't speak either. Silently looked at each other.

The fourth car was parked. Co-pilot down a man. Open the rear doors.

A rich middle-aged man got out of the car.

He wears glasses, wears a silk gown, and has a square face, not feeling like a bad person.

When he got out of the car, he had a pocket watch in his hand. Think of a pocket watch as a toy?

Zhang Yong looked at each other silently. Still not speaking.

I don't know what to say.

I feel that anything I say may be exposed. I didn't say anything at all.

As a result, the rich middle-aged man didn't say anything. Just look around. Look at the high walls.

After a while, his gaze finally fell on Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong still didn't speak. The main one is calm.

Maybe too stable? It's okay. There are only a dozen people on the other side. He's sure he'll get it all.

Silent.

Neither side seems reluctant to speak.

It seems that this deal, both sides are not very happy. But they had to trade.

At this time, a man in a long shirt stepped forward. He handed a briefcase to Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong took it. Open it. Inside are all silver tickets. It's familiar. Sure enough, it was from Baoshang Bank.

All of them are silver tickets with a face value of 100 silver dollars. 100 sheets per stack. There are eight in total. And a bunch of thin ones.

Rough estimates. That's right. Eighty-three thousand.

Put away the briefcase. Nodding.

Since the other party doesn't speak, of course he doesn't say either. Whoever speaks first loses.

Silent.

Finally......

"Tomorrow, we'll move!" Said the man handing over the briefcase.

Zhang Yong still nodded. The main one is arrogance.

Thought you spoke, I spoke?

Hmph, you think 83,000 is too expensive, and I also think it's a loss.

Others are a win-win, and both buyers and sellers are satisfied. However, now both sides feel the loss. Not pleasant.

Rich man gets into the car.

Suddenly, he threw his pocket watch on the ground.

Zhang Yong's eyes moved.

Hey?

Seems to be made of gold?

A gold pocket watch?

Wow, it looks like it's very valuable......

Thrown?

Give me?

I subconsciously wanted to rush out and pick up the gold pocket watch. Later, I held back.

Made, the other party is uneasy and kind. I want to see his jokes. If he really went over and picked up the gold pocket watch, he would definitely be laughed at by the other party. Therefore, he endured it and did not move.

The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned. A slight sneer was revealed.

Don't pick it up either.

Throw out the stuff, spill out the water.

If you pick it up, it's a shame for you.

Rich Man: ......

Damn it!

That guy didn't move!

That's a gold pocket watch! Made in Switzerland. Worth thousands of oceans!

Originally, I wanted the other party to make a fool of myself. I thought that the other party would not be able to resist the temptation. Unexpectedly, the other party just didn't move. In this way, it is difficult for him to ride a tiger.

Do you want to go down and pick it up yourself?

Lose face......

However, if I don't pick it up, it hurts.

That's thousands of oceans!

No matter how rich you are, no one will not take thousands of oceans in your eyes!

Grit your teeth. I want to get out of the car and retrieve the gold pocket watch.

Suddenly, I felt a hot and contemptuous gaze next to me. So I held back stiffly.

Forget it, don't pick it up. Don't be ridiculed for a moment.

I originally wanted to laugh at others, but I ended up being ridiculed by others. How embarrassing.

Waved his hand stupidly. Ordered to drive.

The convoy was gone.

Zhang Yong continued to stand still. Only the corner of his eye was staring at the gold pocket watch.

Finally, the man is gone.

Zhang Yong handed the briefcase to Yu Lexing.

Eighty-three thousand, not a single ocean can swallow it. Because everybody knows.

If the number is wrong, it will certainly raise suspicion.

It's better to divide it publicly.

Then go pick up the watch.

Stoop.

Pick it up. Sure enough, it was a gold pocket watch.

Pat the dust. Not bad. Incorporate carry-on space. That's what he's getting today.

Not bad.

The public income is eighty-three thousand. Own income for a gold watch.

"Bell bell bell ......"

"Bell bell bell ......"

Suddenly, the warehouse phone rang.

Everyone's faces tightened.

Whose phone number?

Is it the owner of the warehouse?

Worst......

Could it have been discovered?

If you answer the phone, wouldn't it be revealing?

The problem is, if you don't answer the phone, it's just as exposed. Takashi Takeshita will definitely send someone to check it out.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong's expression did not move.

Since the phone rings, then answer it.

The deal is done anyway. The silver ticket has arrived.

Big deal, run away at any time.

What are you afraid of?

Pick up the microphone.

(End of chapter)