Chapter 4 Brothers (Part 6)
Chapter 4 Brothers (Sixth)
Another person with a low mood is Peng Xuewen. Perhaps because he was used to the prosperity of big cities, he didn't catch a cold in remote places outside the border. Except for attending the first day of the welcome banquet held by Fu Zuoyi for Princess Siqin, most of the time, he locked himself in his room and closed his door to thank the guests. Zhou Heitan made several special invitations to hunt on the grassland, but he made excuses to refuse. Even his two confidants, Lao Yu and Da Qi, did not pay much attention to it. Zhou Heitan was so angry that he complained privately, saying that this scholar is so virtuous, and he pretended to be a big-tail wolf when he entered the city. If you really think that Lao Zhou is rustic, don't ask us for help at the beginning. Now that he has made achievements and has made a name, he wants to draw a clear line with Lao Zhou. If you go back to Heishi Village in the future, we will go our own way to see who will beg for whom in the future.
"He may have encountered something recently. Don't always look for him. Give him some private space. Once he figured it out, he would probably return to normal." Zhang Songling was also a scholar, and he was unwilling to be criticized by Peng Xuewen. He found several opportunities to hold Zhou Heitan and explained in a low voice.
"What can he encounter?" Zhou Heitan shook his head, not believing Zhang Songling's excuse at all. "Look at the cadres arranged by the Jinsui Army to receive us, which one of them did not coax him like a treasure, including Chief Fu himself. He had a drink when he was drinking that day. If we changed it, who would have such a face!"
"That day, wasn't there any stationmaster Ma from the Military Control Commission's Chasui Branch present? He was Peng Xuewen's teacher. Chief Fu walked to his table to clink glasses, and he couldn't let go of the proud disciples sitting next to him." Zhang Songling smiled and continued to explain with kind words.
For the military commander who was similar to the Jinyiwei in the Ming Dynasty, no general who led troops would easily offend them. This is also the main reason why General Fu Zuoyi and the political cadres under him have always treated Peng Xuewen as a guest of honor. Therefore, in this Wuyuan City, there is only one person who can make Peng Xuewen depressed and locked him in the house for several consecutive days and refused to come out, that is, his teacher Ma Hansan. As for why Ma Hansan wanted to deal with Peng Xuewen, whether he was strict with his apprentice from his master's position or nitpicking his subordinates from his superior's position, that is not something Zhang Songling could guess.
If you can't guess it, you can't help it. The only thing Zhang Songling can do for Peng Xuewen is to understand Zhou Heichang, so as not to have any misunderstandings between this person and Peng Xuewen. After all, Peng Xuewen is still under the hat of an official as a commissioner of the North Administrative Office. If the relationship with Zhou Heichang, the newly-promoted independent battalion commander, is not well handled, it will be difficult to start work in the Heishizhai area in the future.
"I won't tell you anymore. Anyway, one of you is your brother-in-law and the other is your brother-in-law. No one will look at me, an outsider." Zhou Heikang originally wanted to vent, but when Zhang Songling explained seriously, he curled his lips and turned around.
"Where are you going, don't run too far. Director Huang will invite everyone to drink at night." Zhang Songling chased after a few steps quickly and shouted behind Zhou Heichang.
"I understand, can I buy some New Year's goods in the city? No matter how young I am, you are just too much." Zhou Heicang responded angrily, took the reins of the war horse from the orderly soldier, jumped onto the mount, and left.
""A guy who doesn't know what's wrong." Zhang Songling smiled and shook his head, turned around and was about to enter the door, but saw his immediate boss, the deputy captain of the guerrilla team, Lu Feng, who followed him at some point.
"You have something to ask me for." He was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise.
"Ah, there is something really wrong. I didn't dare to disturb you just now." Deputy Captain Lu Feng nodded, with a slightly twisted expression on his face, "If, if you have time now"
"Let's talk about it, in this kind of weather with bare teeth, don't stand at the door and get frozen." Zhang Songling smiled and took the initiative to invite Lu Feng.
"Actually, there is nothing big about it. You can just stand here and talk about it." Lu Feng took two steps forward and stopped again, and the expression on his face became increasingly unnatural.
"It's okay, there's no one in my room." Zhang Songling lifted the cotton door curtain and used the hot wind in the room to blew the white frost on their heads. "Come in and talk, stand under the eaves of the house and catch a cold the most likely to catch a cold."
Lu Feng hesitated for a moment, but he could not stand the temptation of the fire in the room. He rubbed his hands and carefully crossed the threshold. Zhang Songling, who was following him, looked interesting and couldn't help but think in his heart: "This Wuyuan City is really evil. A good person, he will change his appearance when he enters the city. Zhao Tianlong, Peng Xuewen, and Captain Lu, the old world, is the same,"
Before he could finish his feelings, deputy captain Lu Feng had already taken the initiative to clarify his purpose, "No, isn't it going to be the Chinese New Year soon? I think, I want to buy something, give it to our family, and I have been following me since I was so angry that I haven't bought her anything yet."
"Is it my sister-in-law? I have never heard of you." Zhang Songling suddenly realized and asked in a surprise tone. The Lamagou guerrillas were a monk temple. He had never seen any women in the camp, and of course he had never heard of anyone. Which cadre, soldiers and female relatives lived near the camp with the army.
"Yes." Since I had already said the words of asking for help, the expression on Lu Feng's face was a little relaxed. "When I was in my hometown in Jiangxi, someone introduced me to me. After only a few days of marriage, the army started the Long March. Then we both arrived in northern Shaanxi. Before we could settle our home, I received the transfer order and ran to the grassland."
"That's time to buy something for my sister-in-law to compensate." Zhang Songling smiled and responded with great understanding, "Our Heishi Village is too small and cannot be compared with Wuyuan City. If you want to buy something, I will accompany you to stroll around later and help you by the way."
"No, no need to worry." Lu Feng waved his hand anxiously while listening.
Zhang Songling's words were interrupted and he looked at Lu Feng in shock, not knowing what else he could do for the other party besides helping the staff to buy gifts.
His face was hot when he saw it. Lu Feng turned his head awkwardly and discussed in a faint voice like a mosquito, "I, when I came, I didn't bring much money. Can I borrow ten yuan from you first? I will pay you back with me after I go back to pay you back on a monthly basis."
"Wait, I'll get it for you now." This time, Zhang Songling finally understood the reason why the deputy captain Lu Feng was looking for him. He quickly bent down and dragged his own package out of the bed, and pulled out all the remaining oceans from it, and stuffed them into Lu Feng's hands.
Lu Feng quickly pushed Zhang Songling's hand back, and while pushing it, he explained anxiously, "I can't ask for so much, really can't ask for so much, ten yuan is enough, ten yuan is enough, I only earn three or five yuan a month, and no matter how much, I can't pay it back."
"If you can't pay it back, I will continue to owe you. Anyway, I don't need money." Zhang Songling pushed the money back magnanimously and added with a smile, "What can I buy for ten yuan? This Wuyuan City is not as expensive as anything else."
This is a big truth. Wuyuan City has basically become a large barracks. In addition to grain, meat, wool and leather, basically any other materials have to be transported from Shanxi by merchants. In this kind of chaos, the caravan's goods are greatly lost on the road. After arriving in Wuyuan City, the price of goods must be two to three times higher than that of the mouth. Especially some luxury items with relatively fine workmanship, the prices are even higher, and they are usually in a sample state. Those who want to buy have to pay three months in advance.
"Oh, just pull a piece of flower cloth and send it to her, so that she can't pick my advice. After all, I entered a big city and didn't forget her." Unexpectedly, Lu Feng did not change his stingy nature. No matter how Zhang Songling pushed him, he insisted on borrowing only ten yuan. "When I return to Lamagou, I will pay you back every month. Don't forget to ask me for it at that time."
"There is also postage. It will definitely not be cheap when sent from Wuyuan City to Yan'an." Zhang Songling handed over the money in his hand for the third time, and also reminded him loudly.
"I have calculated that even if I buy things, the postage is about seven yuan and two cents. I keep the remaining two yuan and eight, and I have to keep the pockets of the remaining two yuan and eight. I have been drinking tea and listening to operas with the people of the Jinsui Army these days. I can't always let people spend money to treat them, which will embarrass our Eighth Route Army." Lu Feng waved his hand with a smile, explaining, and strode out the door.
"This old miser, the account is settled very clearly." Zhang Songling smiled and said, turning around to pack his parcel. The money inside was still earned by killing wolves on the way to Heishi Village. Although there was not much chance to spend in the past six months, there was not much left. After all, the Eighth Route Army gave him only three yuan a month, which was only enough to buy a half sheep from the herders. After the killing, the sheepskin had to be returned to others.
When he found that he was a little tight, the vendor bloodline in Zhang Songling immediately began to play a role. After several recent fierce battles, the large-scale bandits near Heishi Village were basically cleaned up. One or two strands of missed the net. They also fled far away to the desert because they were worried that Red Beard would lead their troops to take revenge. This should be good news for the vendors. As long as they could organize a cargo team to Heishi Village, they would not have to worry about not having any good returns.
If a market is opened on the shore of Crescent Lake in the name of Siqin, the more Zhang Songling is, the more active Zhang Songling is, the guerrillas have no income, and the commissions obtained from providing protection for past caravans are also very limited. However, if the guerrillas open the warehouse to do business by themselves, they do not need to worry about the goods being robbed by the bandits, nor do they have to worry about someone extorting them, and even taxes are not to pay anyone. This is a transaction that is profitable and can guarantee that it can solve the current financial difficulties of the guerrillas. It is equivalent to opening up a stable source of income, which will be of great benefit to the future development of the team and the expansion of influence.
Just as he was excited, the door was suddenly pushed open from outside. Zhao Tianlong hurriedly rushed in with a cold wind, "You are here, just so I have something to ask you for advice. You said, Siqin has gone to Chongqing, will she come back again?"
Note 1: The Eighth Route Army has no military pay, only allowances, the battalion commander is three yuan, the company commander is three yuan, and the soldier is one yuan, and the technical soldiers are arranged separately according to their technical positions. However, in most cases, the allowances cannot be paid normally and are often converted in real items, such as rice, coarse cloth or book paper.
Chapter completed!