Dingdong...

The door closed, and the doorbell rang again just three minutes before and after.

Wang Xu thought Yu Zecheng was back again. When he opened the door, he found Xie Ruolin leaning at the door, observing the surroundings mysteriously.

"What are you doing?" Wang Xu frowned when he saw that it was Xie Ruolin.

Xie Ruolin smiled on his face, pointed sneakily at the corridor, and said with a silly smile: "That person is Yu Zecheng, right?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Wang Xu refused to comment and did not deny anything.

"It doesn't matter, it's also related." Xie Ruolin came uninvited, and did not be polite to Wang Xu. He walked into the room uninvited, observing up and down: "Two tea cups, one of yours, and the other of Yu Zecheng."

Speaking of this, Xie Ruolin stretched out his hand, stuck his finger into the teacup, and said, "The tea has not moved, it is still warm, which means that the duration of your meeting to separation is definitely not long. Let me guess what you have done to Yu Ze. If you drink tea, it is definitely not business!"

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but when Xie Ruolin talked about business, Wang Xu saw the appearance of a wild dog when he saw the flesh bones in his eyes.

This is not surprising. Xie Ruolin has a nickname but is a mother. He is a member of the Central Commission for Discipline, but he dares to sell the Central Commission for Discipline to the underground party at a high price.

Such a person talks about interests entirely, and he doesn't care about right or wrong at all.

Wang Xu remembers that in the TV series, there was a link that was impressive.

Xie Ruolin held two gold bars and asked Yu Ze a question, which of the two gold bars is noble and which one is dirty.

Yu Zecheng could not answer this question, and he described it from the side that Xie Ruolin himself had no bottom line. If you want to say that there was, it was the difference between one gold bar and two gold bars.

"Yu Zecheng is very careful and bold, not a good businessman. Brother, if we have a way to make a fortune, we might be able to cooperate. I am much more open-minded than Lao Yu." Xie Ruolin lives downstairs of Yu Zecheng, and he is cautious about Yu Zecheng and looks down on him from the bottom of his heart.

These days, those who are brave and those who are starved to death will starve to death.

He believed that Yu Zecheng's business could be taken over, and no matter what Yu Zecheng and Wang Xu were talking about, he was sure to exceed the limit.

Hearing Xie Ruolin's words, Wang Xu shook his head slightly: "You're thinking too much, I don't have much business here."

"No business, it's impossible. When Yu Zecheng left, the bag was filled with gold? I can't make a mistake. I listened to the sound of gold collision, which was more familiar than my mother's voice. Give me a chance!" Xie Ruolin didn't care if he refused by Wang Xu.

What is a businessman? Shameless. As long as money is a businessman.

What Xie Ruolin likes to do the most is the job of poaching people.

It is challenging and fulfilling, and has been enjoying each other for a long time. It can be prying one by one.

"You've thought too much, goodbye..." Wang Xu had already agreed, and if he had a brain disease, Xie Ruolin would get into trouble.

Without saying a word, he made a gesture of seeing off the guests and then closed the door heavily.

Outside the door, Xie Ruolin looked entangled. He heard from the bag Yu Zecheng was carrying that there were at least twenty or thirty pieces of gold.

Such a big business has made me encounter, but I can't, which makes him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.

Twenty or thirty pieces of gold, how much information you have to sell to make so much money.

For a moment, Xie Ruolin's eyes circulated and he was not willing to give up like this.

the next day...

Before dawn in the morning, Yu Zecheng, who left with gold bars yesterday, came back with an incense burner and a painting.

As soon as the door was opened, before Wang Xu could ask, Yu Zecheng took the lead and said: "In the Ming Dynasty, King Wen's lotus incense burner was inlaid with good treasure jade. The three masters of the Northern Song Dynasty, the founder of southern landscape paintings, and Dong Yuan's pictures of autumn mountains and mist and rain, let's take a look."

Wang Xu didn't know how to draw, so he first looked at the lotus incense burner of King Wen.

When you see, the incense burner is bronze in color and the size of an ashtray, which is just enough to hold in your hands.

Starting from the base of the incense burner, the entire incense burner is like a lotus, opening upward layer by layer.

There is a ruby ​​inlaid on the top of the incense burner. When you see the color of the gem, you will know that it is often touched and has a sense of historical weight.

"This incense burner, eight gold bars, was brought from an old friend. This painting, sixteen gold bars, is the treasure of a wealthy family. They are going to move to Shanghai, so I have taken advantage of this painting." As soon as Yu Zecheng spoke, Wang Xu was stunned.

8 + 16 = 24

He gave Yu Zecheng 23 gold bars, but Yu Zecheng didn't make a single point, but instead got one.

What kind of spirit is this? Lei Feng is alive and Song Jiang is reborn!

Wang Xu was shocked, holding the incense burner and the scroll, and was speechless for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "I knew that you are a great man!"

"Haha, great men dare not behave, they just want to make friends with you." After Yu Zecheng said this, Wang Xu knew the problem.

What he gave Yu Zecheng yesterday was not just gold bars, but also a piece of information about the Central Commission for Discipline and lurking in Yan'an.

Yu Zecheng, on the surface, did not admit that he was an underground party, but in this way, Wang Xu took advantage of it. The beautiful name is that he wanted to make friends with him, but the drunkard's intention is not to drink.

"Okay, I've settled your friend." Wang Xu put away the scroll and the incense burner with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "If you have the chance, we will continue to cooperate next time."

"No need next time, I know you have great magical powers, and I plan to ask you for a favor this time." Yu Zecheng was halfway through his words, pondered for a moment, and said, "I have a friend who is doing the medicinal materials business. Now Tianjin is the world of Japanese people. Medicinal materials business is not easy to do. I wonder if you have any way to get a batch of anti-inflammatory drugs?"

"No problem, I...

Wang Xu suddenly stopped talking, tilted his head to look at Yu Zecheng, and hesitated: "Aren't you testing me?"

"No, everyone is friends, so help each other!" Yu Zecheng still smiled silly, and his real thoughts were not revealed at all.

Wang Xu squinted his eyes and hadn't spoken for a long time.

In modern times, anti-inflammatory drugs are not considered controlled drugs. In any clinic, there are a box and a half of stock.

However, in Tianjin in 1940, this thing was extraordinary. In order to avoid these drugs from falling into the hands of the underground party and Zhongyi, the Japanese inspected the pharmacy every few days, and if there was any error, they would arrest people.

Yu Zecheng wanted these things, but he didn't believe it was for his friends. It was probably the supplies that the underground party needed to get.

The underground party is different from the Military Intelligence Bureau. The main task of the Military Intelligence Bureau is intelligence and anti-espionage.

However, during this period, the main task of the underground party was to collect materials for the base area, and the deputy was to collect intelligence.

"No problem, but you also know that the medicines are not cheap now. My medicine is imported and the price is not low." Wang Xu bitten very hard on the price because he had already thought of what medicine to get.

Penicillin was discovered in 1928, put into production in 1942, and became popular all over the world in 1943.

Now, it is 1940, and there are still two years before the appearance of penicillin.

By 1943, penicillin became popular all over the world. When we came to China, the initial price was that a box of penicillin was half a gold bar, which was specially used for officers. It was also called general medicine, which means that you were not at a certain level and you had no right to use this medicine.

Later, as the production of penicillin expanded, the price gradually dropped.

However, few ordinary soldiers can use it. At least those who use this medicine must be subordinate officers.

Wang Xu can tell the difference between the primary and secondary, not the brainless Apple fan.

He could sell penicillin to Yu Zecheng, but he would definitely ask for money. In novels like that, when the Anti-Japanese War comes, he becomes a saint, and it is not the same as him.

"What medicine is good for use?" Yu Zecheng did not ask about the price, but asked about the effect of the medicine.

Wang Xu thought for a while and said, "With my medicine, whether it is a gunshot, knife wound, or burn, the infection may be the lowest. Compare that, on the market, the best anti-inflammatory drug Baibao Dan, has the effect of only 30% of my medicine."

Baibao Dan is Yunnan Baiyao, currently recognized as anti-inflammatory drug in China.

However, the process of Baibaodan during this period has not been innovated yet, and the production method is still worse than that of penicillin.

Wang Xu believes that compared with the two, penicillin under modern technology is at least one or two times better than Baibao Dan.
Chapter completed!