Chapter 2 Early Spring (Three Days)

Teng, before he finished speaking, the two guards behind Bai Yin immediately jumped up, pulled two box cannons into their hands, and at the same time, they firmly protected their prince with their bodies.

Zhao Xiaoshuan was startled by the actions of the two, and was stunned. Then he understood what the problem was. He quickly waved his hand with a smile, "Don't be nervous, brothers, if I want to be unfavorable to your prince, why both of you have to call him in person, let you three go directly, and then shoot from behind. Isn't it easier?"

"You, you are despicable." The two guards did not expect that there would be such a sinister way. The Hanzhu rolled on their foreheads, and their fingers that had been tightly pressed in front of the trigger slowly relaxed.

"I won't tell you if you're so mean."

"That's right, since you're here to be a guest, why are you so nervous? Put your gun away quickly, otherwise you'll think that our guerrillas don't know how to greet guests." The other guerrillas next to the checkpoint spread their empty hands and smiled at the side.

The little prince Bai Yin didn't want his personal guard to continue to embarrass him, so he quickly pushed the two of them aside and then gently clasped his fists to Zhao Xiaoshuan, "This brother has such a good eye. I'm dressed like this, but you've recognized him. Why? Your Captain Wang had expected that I would come to visit in advance, so he specially ordered you to wait for me here."

"That's not." Zhao Xiaoshuan took a step sideways and bowed back with a smile, "You are a big shot in this area of ​​hundreds of miles. I will naturally pay more attention. Moreover, at the Nadam Conference last year, I also witnessed the little prince's majesty at close range."

"Oh." The little prince Bai Yin felt a little disappointed, but soon felt satisfied because of Zhao Xiaoshuan's words in the second half. An ordinary guerrilla cadre could always keep his face in mind. It can be seen how much influence he, the little prince, has in the area of ​​Heishi Village. Unlike the big man who is about 1.9 meters tall, Bai is a big man who is about 1.9 meters tall, but the Japanese have a photo and offer a reward for it.

"Young Master, are you here?" Since he had already broken the other party's identity, Zhao Xiaoshuan stopped going around with Bai Yin, hesitated for a moment, and smiled and asked.

"Stopping around, I heard that the market by the Crescent Lake is very lively. Come and stroll around. Your Eighth Route Army market will not be unwelcome to me, the prince." Since the other party was not a red beard who deliberately arranged to greet him, the little prince Baiyin was unwilling to tell the true purpose of his trip, and smiled and spoke perfunctorily.

"How can it be?" Zhao Xiaoshuan smiled and shook his head, "Our captain said that as long as it is not coming with malicious intentions, no matter who it is, it is very welcome. Your gun is your little prince?"

"Get out all the bullets and put them here." Bai Yin immediately turned around and ordered two of his guards, then gave them a delicate jerk from his waist and armpits, and took the initiative to hand them over to Zhao Xiaoshuan's hand. "That's all. If Captain Zhao is worried, come and search me."

"I dare not, I dare not, I offend you very much." Zhao Xiaoshuan quickly handed the rooster to the warriors at the level, and then apologized to Bai Yin with a smile, "If the prince is malicious, he will not only bring two guards. Brother, I dare not violate the discipline, so I have to do things as rules. I also ask the prince and the two brothers to be more tolerant, and tolerant,"

While talking, he quickly took the bullets that the two guards retreated from the gun chamber, turned around and handed them over to another soldier, "We all looked for sheepskin bags to put them in, and no one was allowed to move around. I will return them later when the two brothers leave. If you dare to miss one, you will be fined ten of them."

"Yes." The two guerrillas agreed, holding Bai Yin's matte and the bullets of the guards of the royal palace in both hands, and went to the donkey cart next to the checkpoint to store it. Zhao Xiaoshuan turned around with a smile and made a gesture to Bai Yin, "You little prince, come with me, the market is by the lake, I will take you there in person."

"Then it's time for Brother Zhao." Bai Yin smiled, stepped apart, and walked side by side with Zhao Xiaoshuan.

The two guards pulled their mounts and followed Bai Yin tightly. While walking, they pricked up their ears to listen to the movements around them, fearing that the guerrillas would not follow the rules, so they first deceived their own and the little prince's guns, and then killed them.

Facts have proved that their caution was purely a judge of a gentleman's ambition by the heart of a villain. They passed several checkpoints along the way. The soldiers on duty saw that the person who led the way was Zhao Xiaoshuan. After asking a few questions, they let the four of them go over, as if the little prince Bai Yin was really an ordinary person who came to wander around casually, and it was not worth their waste of too much energy.

This indifferent attitude made the little prince Bai Yin's mood fall to the bottom again. Before leaving and on the way to come, he had thought more than once how he could bring only one Zhou Cang to the meeting like Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang, the Marquis of Hanshouting more than 1,700 years ago. With his extraordinary courage and reputation, he suppressed the guerrilla captain Wang Huzi and others, so that they could understand that their little prince Bai Yin was not an ordinary person, and had enough qualifications to compete with him, at least, not inferior to Zhou Heicang, who had become the commander of the Jinsui Army. Although the latter was serving the National Government, he himself was temporarily dormant under the Japanese wings.

What the little prince Bai Yin never expected was that Red Beard did not regard him as a key target of defense, and almost opened the door and allowed him to come and go freely. Even a small leader under Red Beard did not feel his deterrent power at all, although the latter had routinely taken away the guns of him and the guards beside him.

Just as he was thinking dullly, a noise suddenly came from the front. When he looked up, he saw that the entrance of the market had arrived. Many travelers who rushed to do business were lined up in a noisy manner in front of the market gate, which was served by two temporary wooden poles. The market managers waiting for the reception were arranged. Inside the market were two rows of tents at a glance. There were a simple wooden counter in front of each tent. The vendors of the stalls who had already rented piled up their own goods on the counter, shouting loudly, "Come and take a look, the authentic Dongzhuang flower bricks, which can promote salivation and quench thirst, clear heat and detoxify."

"Hunan Bazi, if you buy a pound and get a half tael of Hunan Bazi, you can buy one pound and get a kilogram. It will be too late to get it. It will be gone until it is delivered." (Note 1)

"Lunnan Dabu, Shandong Dabu, strong and resistant to fabrication, cool and smooth." (Note 2)

"Lan oil, cigarettes, Western nails, and Eastern Rendan were all obtained from Tianjin Weiyang Concession, which is good and cheap, and cheap."

Compared with foreign traders, the local hawkers are obviously much weaker in momentum. The items sold are nothing more than fur, herbs, felts, deer antlers, topaz, etc., and they are all original items that have not been processed. They are much worse than those of foreign goods in both appearance and price.

"I thought I could do something, but it was just a small fuss, no different from the past country markets." The little prince Bai Yin frowned and secretly despised him.

He, the acting county magistrate, was just a puppet launched by the Japanese without choice. He could not command the Japanese devils and puppet Manchukuo servants in Heishi Village, nor was he qualified to be involved in the various incomes in the city. Therefore, he had an indifferent attitude towards whether the merchants entered Heishi Village to do business. Anyway, as long as Red Beard did not restrict the direction of goods circulation, he and his herdsmen could buy essential supplies from the market on the bank of Crescent Lake, and the price might be more affordable than buying in the city. After all, Red Beard only charges 1.5% of the tax, which is far lower than in the city, and would not make a name to extort vendors and increase their transaction costs.

The reason why he was interested in the details of the market was to estimate how much profit the guerrillas could get from this market. At present, Siqin, the largest financial lord behind the guerrillas, went to Chongqing. The herdsmen of Yeteyou Banner of Wuqi also suffered considerable losses in the war last year. The only thing that could make the guerrillas survive was the only tax revenue in the market. If the market was opened very vigorously, it would mean that the guerrillas had the capital to grow and grow. But as it is now, the funds that Red Beard could get were at most the same as the one-month commercial tax in the Black Stone Village in previous years, and even after deducting the cost, it was a bit in vain.

With a bit of a picky attitude of picking the bones in the eggs, he continued to stroll into the market. The more he walked, the more he believed that the Red Beard was probably shouting for losing money this time. Until he reached the depths of the market, the remote stall where there were few customers, he made an unexpected discovery. An old foreign customer dressed as a famous caravan leader put his fingers in his sleeves and was bargaining with a fat, black and strong man. The two sides obviously had a not very happy negotiation on the price. They each widened their eyes and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled out on their foreheads.

"The person surnamed Zhang actually knows how to do business," Bai Yin was deeply impressed by the fat black man Zhang Songling who had entered his dreams many times. He quickly moved closer and tried to see what the two parties were trading.

Unexpectedly, the old customer who heard his footsteps, immediately turned his head alertly, and then pressed his left hand on his right hand that was hooking up with Zhang Songling in his sleeve, and said loudly: "The deal is at this price. As long as the spot in your hand can be guaranteed to be the same as what I saw before, I will eat as much as I can."

"Boss Xu is such a cheerful person." Zhang Songling looked up at Bai Yin who was stretching his neck toward him, his face was slightly stunned, and then he focused all his attention on his business partners. "The goods are all in the tents behind me. You can check them one by one. If the sales are good after you go back, I will give you a 10% discount next time. If you can bring the goods I need, I will give you another 10% discount, 85% discount."

"You can't be a fool." As if you were afraid that Zhang Songling would regret it, Boss Xu immediately knocked on the brick and nailed the foot.

"Spraying and spitting, my family of four can't swallow what they say." Zhang Songling smiled again, and responded skillfully with the incision of the business owner (Note 3)

Note 1: Dongzhuang flower tiles and Hunan Bazi are both top-quality brick teas with higher color. Vendors usually call brick teas produced in other places these two goods to show that their goods are of high quality.

Note 2: Lunan large cloth and Lu silk are slightly lower in price because they are thicker than Su silk, but they are relatively wear-resistant. In the eyes of grassland herders, they have become more popular luxury goods than Su silk.
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