Chapter 1 Early Spring (Four-distance)

"Smart, I don't see this." Zhao Tianlong curled his lips and looked down on the intelligence level of the little prince Bai Yin.

"Yes, if he was really smart, he wouldn't have been fooled by you just now." Zheng Xiaobao didn't agree with Zhang Songling's opinion and said with a smile. In his eyes, the smartest person in the world was undoubtedly Zhang Songling. He studied a lot, shot accurately, and knew how to do business. He kept making little prince Baiyin play around, and the latter was consciously taking advantage of the boss, and was full of complacent.

"He promised us to open the factory in his territory, not just to make money." After a long time, Zhang Songling was in a very happy mood, shook his head and added with a smile.

Instead of killing the enemy with a rifle, he found that he seemed to like doing business more. He could defeat potential and de facto enemies without shedding a drop of blood, and accumulate a large amount of money for his own development. It’s a pity that he was not born in a peaceful era. Otherwise, he might have become a wealthy businessman like Hu Xueyan and Sheng Huaixuan, at the least, he could take over his father’s mantle and develop his family’s grocery store into the largest grocery market in Lucheng, so that everyone who comes in and out can return with satisfaction.

"Then why he is for?" Taking advantage of Zhang Songling's happy mood, Zheng Xiaobao quickly asked for advice humbly. There are not many such opportunities in normal times. Since Captain Zhang recovered from illness, he has become the busiest person in the guerrillas. Every day, from morning to night, he is either busy in the workshop to guide everyone in how to make bath salts or train new recruits for the guerrillas. He rarely takes time to tell them, such admirers, things beyond war.

"Find a way out." Zhang Songling smiled and responded in a low voice, "Little Prince, likes to leave a way out when doing things. The reason he deliberately released water to the independent camp was to avoid the Japanese being defeated one day and being liquidated. However, Zhou Heichang's independent camp is different from our Eighth Route Army guerrillas after all, so he wanted to establish a relationship with our guerrillas and dig another hiding cave for himself."

"The cunning rabbit has three holes." Zheng Xiaobao suddenly realized, spitted out, and scolded him disdainfully, "No wonder Brother Long said that he was a rabbit master. He never forgot his old job wherever he went."

"Actually, we can't blame him." Zhang Songling smiled and continued, "Think of all, he grew up in this environment since he was a child. Apart from intrigue with others, he had basically never had any normal things. The grassland has been in chaos for many years, and it is beyond the reach of both the Beiyang government and the National Government."

"That can't be a reason for him to be a traitor, no, he is a traitor." Zhao Tianlong couldn't hear anyone else talking nice things for Bai Yin the most, and couldn't help but interrupt.

"Of course not." Zhang Songling nodded slightly, "I said this, not to excuse him, but to say that he actually has the hope of a prodigal son turning back. Think about it, he has no concept of a country since he was a child, and he has been exposed to the philosophy of survival that is respected by the strong. When you talk to him about the country and nation, he can't listen to it or understand it, so he can only see what he does, what he does, it is good for him, and what he does, and what he does, is a dead end. Only then can he completely break up with the Japanese and become our ally, and at least, he can maintain like he is now and try to live in peace with us."

"The advantage is that he has such a big appetite, how can our guerrillas be full?" Zhao Tianlong frowned and retorted unhappily.

"It's a benefit to open a salt factory together. Although there is a gold mine in his territory, the output is limited after all, and digging and refining is very difficult. Unlike opening a salt factory by yourself, where raw materials can be dug by the lake. As long as you can find a buyer for the product, you will be able to make a steady stream of money. And it's not only him who has the benefits, but also the herdsmen in the territory and the people who come to open up the land can also get benefits from it."

"I don't understand, but you should be more careful. He is turning his face quickly." Zhao Tianlong was confused when he heard it, frowned, as if he had used a knife to engrave the word Sichuan on his forehead.

This topic is a bit deeper for Zheng Xiaobao. He usually comes into contact with pure communists like Wang Huzi, Lao Lu and his father pursue everything they have for their ideals. The exchange of interests and win-win cooperation that Zhang Songling just mentioned is completely a concept in another field, strange and unfamiliar.

Seeing the two of them looking confused, Zhang Songling had to break the problem and explain it a little further, "If you open a salt factory in his territory, as long as there is output, he can earn 50% of the dividends. The salt farm has to pay the workers, and the workers will not save all of them without spending any money. It is possible that they will buy food, drink, things, or even feel bags and build houses in his territory. After a while, many people near the factory will benefit from it. When the people in the territory are rich, they will remember the benefits of him as the prince. Invisibly, they have helped him unite people's hearts and stabilize their status. The more stable his status is, the more they can be relaxed when doing things. Whether it is to expand the guard or expand the territory, they will be much more confident than before."

"That's right, if you have food at home, you don't feel panic." Zhao Tianlong sighed and nodded slightly. The biggest problem facing the Lamagou guerrillas in the past and now was that there was no surplus grain at home, and guns, ammunition, grain, and forage could not be transformed out of thin air. If even the most basic supplies could not be met, the guerrillas would certainly not be able to develop and grow. Avenging the brothers such as Lao Lu became completely empty talk, and even self-protection would become increasingly difficult.

"It's not just the problem of food or not, it's just one of them." Zhang Songling nodded and continued to explain patiently, "From the past deeds, I think Bai Yin is a thorough pragmatist. If he can earn fifty dollars a month with us, the Japanese will encourage him to fight us next time, and they will have to give him at least one hundred dollars a day of benefits. Of course, this is just an example. In addition to cash income, he will also consider how much money he has to pay after fighting with us. He will carefully balance all the income and expenditure before he can make a decision that is beneficial to him."

"That's right, over the years, I've only seen him cheat others, and never seen others cheat him."

"There is another point, which is the comparison of strength. The reason why he first released Zhou Heikang and took the initiative to come to the door with the opportunity of our court was another very important reason. It can also be said that the most important reason was that he found that the Japanese were not as good as he knew each other. In other words, he was no longer optimistic about the future of being a lackey for the Japanese as before. If the Japanese were beaten to no avail by us one day, maybe he would take the opportunity to stab the Japanese in the back. Of course, if we were beaten down by the Japanese one day, the first one to rush up to finish the attack, it is very likely that his little prince Bai Yin." Zhang Songling shook his head and smiled bitterly while analyzing.

It is not the first time he has come into contact with a completely pragmatist like Bai Yin, so he has a clear understanding of these people. To a certain extent, Qin Degang of Huluyu, Captain Yue, Wei Zhankui, the leader of the Iron Blood Lianzhuang Association, Yang Dashun, and even some senior officials of the upper class of the National Revolutionary Army are essentially this kind of people. They are not born to like being dogs for Japanese people, but they have absolutely no national and national concepts in their hearts. As long as there are benefits to be gained from the front, they will not care about their own behavior, whether they betray the country and the nation, or whether it is harmful to the law. However, if they continue to work with the Japanese, it is not worth the loss, many of them may immediately find new partners to surrender, and even counterattack the Japanese.

At present, there are too many pragmatists in China who have no principles. Treating them all as enemies is invisibly equivalent to helping the Japanese stabilize their ranks. Therefore, while the guerrillas develop and grow, they must find ways to differentiate them and disintegrate them, so that they realize that the Japanese's rabbit tail cannot grow, and then draw a clear line with the Japanese, and at least, let them become enemies of the guerrillas in secret.

A large part of these ideas were summarized by him when he was lingering in his sickbed some time ago. Others were the feelings he had developed after communicating with the captain Wang Huzi on the sickbed. The heroic sacrifice of deputy captain Lu Feng touched Zhang Songling deeply. The fact that the guerrillas would rather leave the rear to leave themselves rather than abandon him as a burden, also made him cherish the team he currently lives in.

If he does not want to witness more sacrifices of chariots and does not want the tragic scene of last year to repeat, he must use all his strength to assist the captain Wang Huzi, help the guerrillas get rid of the current dilemma of shortage of food and bullets as soon as possible, and help the guerrillas recover and grow as soon as possible. Starting a factory and doing business are two relatively simple ways that Zhang Songling can think of at present, and it is also a familiar and confident way for him to do it. If this method is indeed helpful to the guerrillas, he will no longer care whether the business target is the puppet army, whether it is the previous enemy, and even the Japanese dealers will not refuse. As long as the other party comes to trade, he does not carry any weapons.
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