The Japanese devils drew new troops from the Kwantung Army and were about to arrive at Heishizhai. As for the size, number, equipment status and name of the officer leading the team, Sakai Gaoming refused to reveal another word no matter what.

Zhang Songling knew that this was the greatest limit for the other party to give in, and did not dare to make a big fuss. After thinking about it, he took out a gold-plated copper hammer from the wooden box behind him, placed it on the table beside him, and whispered: "Thank you for your reminder. I will try my best to prepare. You can estimate the price of this golden gourd. If the bid is appropriate, you can take it away today."

"I, I haven't said anything." Sakai Takamyang covered his mouth with his hand and emphasized loudly. Then, his eyes were attracted by the color and shape of the hammer head. He gently clenched it with his fingernails a few times, and hesitated: "The golden hammer seems to be only a thin layer on the surface of gold. This thing seems to be relatively close, at least not as good as the last time Kaishan Axe."

"Since you already know that the last time was Aki, you should know that this is not a golden hammer." Zhang Songling smiled and unceremoniously exposed Sakai's trick of pretending to be stupid, (Note 1)

Sakai Gaoming's face turned slightly red, he grinned and responded embarrassedly, "Just, joke, I just want to test Zhang Jun's appreciation level. Let's do this, Jingua is the same price as the copper axe last time, converted into bullet shells and medicines. I will bring it to you next time I trade it."

"You can bring the bullet shells next time, but I hope you will see other things in stock right away." Zhang Songling shook his head and refused without hesitation.

"This, this, Zhang Jun, I, I'm just riding a horse. How could I bring so many medicines for you?" Sakai Gaoming was anxious and protested with wide eyes.

"Then I don't care. I can't guarantee whether I can see you next time. How could I feel assured that I would take the golden gourd away now? If you are in my position, I will definitely not agree." Zhang Songling smiled and looked at him, and argued with reason.

"I, I" Sakai Gaoming jumped to protest, but he knew in his heart that Zhang Songling was telling the truth. When he was in business, once the army that had driven from the headquarters of the Kwantung Army arrived, he would not be as convenient as he was now. With the current strength of the guerrillas, it would not be possible to go to Heishizhai to find him to recover the payment for the goods.

"I really didn't bring so many medicines." After shouting for a long time, seeing that Zhang Songling refused to give in, Sakai Gaoming held the golden gourd in his arms and begged with saliva, "Or, I'll make up the ocean for you, thirty, no, forty yuan, all the oceans on me can be left for you."

"I can't buy guns or bullets, I want to find a big deal." Zhang Songling shook his head and was not interested in Sakai's alternative conditions.

"Then, then" Sakai Takamyang kept gritting his teeth. He could not come up with better conditions, and was reluctant to put down the golden gourd in his arms. "Or, otherwise, otherwise, I will give you something else besides the ocean. As long as I can take it out now, you can just say it."

"You are poor and soldier like me, so what good things can you hide on your body?" Zhang Songling looked up and down at Sakai Gaoming with disdain and shrugged gently.

"You, you look down on people." Sakai Takamyang was furious and jumped up with his feet. "I, after all, have been a business partner with you for so long. How can you say that to me?"

As if he wanted to make a sigh of relief for himself, he threw the golden gourd on the table, walked quickly to the tent, untied two pockets from the saddle, carried them back with one hand, and poured the gauze, first aid medicines, surgical instruments, and other scattered things like matches, batteries and other scattered things in front of Zhang Songling, "I'll give you all these, I'll have enough, if not enough, there's all these."

While saying angrily, he untied the pocket in his right hand and poured out a lot of golden Sakamoto rifle bullets, "This is for you too. You are ruthless. Don't even think about doing business with me in the future."

"How can I feel so happy about this?" Zhang Songling didn't expect that he would just pick it up and force out 38 guns of ammunition from Sakai Gaoming. He quickly bowed and smiled, "I, I just want to sell the golden gourd at a good price. I didn't want you to provide us with ammunition, really not."

Although he was kind enough, he kicked the bullets and the bags loaded into the table with no more, only two or three hundred, but everything was difficult at the beginning. With this transaction, it would be not difficult for Sakai Takamyung to break the example next time.

"If I am caught and shot by my boss, it depends on who you will go to in the future." Sakai Gaoming scolded a few words unyieldingly, grabbed the golden gourd, and quickly put it in another pocket. "If you see me on the battlefield, please ask Zhang Jun to use these bullets to explode my head. Anyway, even if I don't die in your hands, I will sooner or later be more shot than my boss."

"No, no, I promise not to shoot you first, unless you rush to the front." Zhang Songling waved his hand and promised confidently.

"I don't want you to die under my gun." Sakai Gaoming glanced at him, and his anger was still in his heart. "I have to leave, you'd better be careful. Although your guerrillas are very powerful, they are definitely not enough to see each other than the Kanto Army of the Great Japanese Empire."

"Thank you, I will try my best to avoid fighting head-on with you." Zhang Songling nodded and bowed gently to Sakai Gaoming.

Sakai Gaoming received his gift without any hesitation, then shook his head gently, and turned around and left with his pocket containing golden gourds. This may be the last deal between him and the little fat man. He had a sense in his heart that the little black fat man might not be willing to obey his advice and took the guerrillas to other places to avoid the limelight. Although his hint just now was very obvious, can the guerrillas stayed and really blocked the Kanto Army of the Great Japanese Empire? The answer was on the surface. Sakai Gaoming forced himself not to think about it.

Watching Sakai Gaoming's back leave, the smile on Zhang Songling's face gradually disappeared. Although he knew in his heart that the three-legged state in the surrounding areas of Heishizhai could not last too long, he still did not want to. A new round of war has arrived so soon, the training of the guerrillas' recruits has not been completed, and various handicraft workshops at the foot of the mountain have just begun to start. If the Japanese reinforcements could come three months later, with the income from the salt field and workshops, the equipment status of the guerrillas and the physical condition of the soldiers, they would definitely be able to reach a huge step. However, this idea is too extravagant after all. Even if the Kanto Army headquarters does not take the Black Stone Village seriously, it is impossible for the guerrillas to continue to develop.

"He, he won't be trying to force you to sell the things to him quickly, and deliberately use fake news to scare you." Seeing Zhang Songling's face getting more and more serious, Zhao Xiaoshuan gently pulled him and whispered to remind him that at present, no matter the superior department or the underground staff stationed by the guerrillas in Heishi's headquarters, there has been no news that the Kwantung Army headquarters will send new troops to Heishi's village. It's a bit unscrupulous to change the various work deployments of the guerrillas in advance based on Sakai's brilliant words.

"You know what a big deal." Zhao Tianlong glared at his eyes when he heard this and cursed viciously, "With the ability of a fat man, you can still be deceived by scars. Take care of your own affairs. Last time, the puppet Manchukuo secret agents infiltrated our noses, and everyone hasn't settled the score with you yet."

"Uh." Zhao Xiaoshuan was so scolded that he almost couldn't breathe. He turned his face to the side, looked at the endless crowd in the market, and no longer dared to say a word.

Zhang Songling saw it and felt very embarrassed. He smiled and took the initiative to defend Zhao Xiaoshuan. "Captain Zhao said this out of kindness. In any case, it is right to be cautious. After we go back, we will only report to the captain alone and not let others know for the time being."

"Don't pay attention to him. He likes to show off his skills everywhere." Zhao Tianlong curled his lips and continued to criticize Zhao Xiaoshuan's shortcomings. Since the death of the telecommunications leader Xiao Wu, his attitude towards Zhao Xiaoshuan is no longer as bad as before, but he still refuses to show the latter a good look in front of others and makes excuses to beat him, for fear that the latter will be more aggressive and want to deepen the relationship between them.

"I'm telling the truth. Captain Zhao's caution is usually seen by everyone." Zhang Songling knew that Zhao Tianlong still did not forgive Zhao Xiaoshun's mistakes when he was young and ignorant. After thinking about it, he took the initiative to stand up for the latter again.

"Just him, you all took a look!" Zhao Tianlong curled his lips, still full of disdain, but his tone when he spoke was softened after all, and he was not as harsh as before.

Zhang Songling smiled and stopped talking too much. He had some knots in his heart. He could only rely on time to slowly resolve them. The more outsiders wanted to help, the bigger the knot. It would be better to pretend that they didn't know and wait for the final result quietly.

For a moment, the three of them lost interest in talking again. They silently went to the market management office to pick up the war horses, returned to the camp to report the latest situation they heard to Hongbei. They slept on the road without stopping, and finally sent the information to Hongbei's desk the next morning.

"I guess it's time to come." Red Beard was calm as usual. After listening to the reports of Zhang Songling and others, he smiled and commented loudly, "The Japanese started to fight back in the entire occupied area. There is no reason to let us go. Besides, if he doesn't come again, I can't help but attack Hei Shizhai. I can't just keep going like this."
Chapter completed!