War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 385 It's That Time (Thanks to 'Book Friends' for the Reward)
Isn’t this fifteen or sixteen tons of silver a lot?
Of course, for Xiao Liuzi and the Yuan family, it is definitely not a lot, but what if this money is given to an ordinary person?
In Songhu, there was a man named Xu Zhimo, who flew to various places to give lectures every month, and worked himself to death to earn only five or six hundred dollars, but his wife was called a spendthrift girl in the Republic of China.

In Peking, there was a man called Zhou Shuren, who could buy a courtyard house, ride in a rickshaw, eat chocolate, drink coffee, and take out to support a large family with his 80-dollar monthly writing fee.

Even when the dollar was the least valuable, coolies on the overpass could earn a dollar by unloading coal for a day, and then they could stroll around the overpass for a day, eat braised pork slices with white noodles and drink two taels of wine, and they could also take back corn noodles for the whole family.

What's more, these fifteen or sixteen tons of silver were not the first batch of money sent by the Japanese to the American Concession, nor were they the only batch of money. This was just the money that the United Bank transported in one trip. Could Xu Chaoyang be surprised?
How many ordinary people’s lives will be lost?

Xu Chaoyang turned around to look at Yuan Fuzhen, who was sitting cross-legged, and Yuan Keqin, who was flattering and waiting to be rewarded. He realized that in the eyes of others, small figures like himself did not exist at all...

No, he was no longer a nobody now. He had become a prominent figure in the Yuan family, and he also had Deputy Director Li, He Yingqin, and Song Zheyuan as his backers. He could not be considered a nobody in any way. What he was thinking about was his former self, the self who argued with people in front of the computer, the self who had scolded people for saying something about the Northeast...

At that time, I was just a small person like an ant in this era.

"It's a good job."

Xu Chaoyang could only say this almost numbly as he saw Yuan Keqin doing such a brutal thing at such an age, displaying the cold-bloodedness of the upper class of the old times.

What he saw was not human nature, but the sadness that went against human nature and that he saw as a small person in his past.

However, he had to escape from this sadness and said casually as a big shot: "I will invite Deputy Director Li to dinner in a few days and find a future for you in the Beiping Military Branch."

"Really!" Yuan Keqin was extremely surprised, as if those heroes he mentioned did not exist at all, or maybe the bet was worth it, at least it would improve her future.

Yuan Fuzhen stood up, stretched out her hand to support Xu Chaoyang, and said casually: "If I open my mouth to my uncle, do I still need you?"

"What I mean is that our family has industries and armies. If it doesn't work out, let Keqin take a position in the army. He doesn't have to be your deputy. After all, he still needs experience. If it doesn't work out, you can let him be a battalion commander or something... Wouldn't it be more reassuring to have him by your side?"

Xu Chaoyang turned his head and looked at Yuan Fuzhen: "Are you going to let him go to the battlefield?"

Yuan Fuzhen immediately shook her head: "That won't work. The battlefield is so dangerous, and guns don't have eyes."

"What a useless battalion commander! Go ask my subordinates. When it comes to charging, which battalion commander wouldn't face the bullets?"

Xu Chaoyang turned over his hand and hugged Yuan Fuzhen in his arms: "I tell you, letting Keqin go to my uncle's side is discussed. My uncle doesn't let me break up with the 29th Army because he means that our family can't put all our eggs in one basket. Besides, I still have a lot of things that need Keqin to take care of in Peiping. If you send him back to Dagu, who will take care of these things for us?" You're dreaming. If he really brings such a brother-in-law into the army, how can Xu Chaoyang manage the soldiers under him?

"What's the matter?" Yuan Fuzhen tilted her neck and looked at Xu Chaoyang.

"I will have the workers free up a furnace in a moment to melt all the silver. Once we determine how much silver there is in total, I will have Keqin go to Peking to contact drug dealers from various countries and start hoarding a large amount of 'Penicillin' through my uncle from the Peking Military Branch."

Yuan Fuzhen was a woman, so naturally she had never come into contact with such things, so she looked up and asked, "What is that?"

"Don't worry about what it is. As long as you hold this thing long enough, it will be worth gold." Xu Chaoyang continued at this moment: "Also, when Keqin returns to Peking in a few days, let him find those who study Western medicine in our country and ask them why we can't make 'penicillin'. Is it because of the lack of experimental equipment or talents? If it really doesn't work, we can build another 'medical laboratory' in Dagu Factory and provide them with whatever machines they want, right?"

"Old Yang?"

Xu Chaoyang then remembered that Yang Jingyu was still in the office. He turned his head and saw Yang Jingyu, a tall man, with his hands behind his back and looking around at the corners. Xu Chaoyang then looked at the hand that was around Yuan Fuzhen's shoulder and quickly took it off: "Old Yang?"

"Ah?" Old Yang turned around as if nothing happened and smiled embarrassedly.

"It's time to get started on the MG30 issue. So, you can contact the experts in Peking. We don't have to research it ourselves this time. We can just dismantle the MG30 and make a copy. We can install a production line in the gun factory that is easy to disassemble and specialize in producing MG30."

"I'm telling you, this time, we don't have to worry about the money. If a fight breaks out again, the 217th Regiment will show off its weapons and let the Japanese know what it means for a squad to carry two to three MG30s!"

"At that time, one of our squads was divided into three machine gun groups. No matter who we encountered, we would just suppress them with firepower!"

Xu Chaoyang enjoyed himself saying this, not to mention Yang Jingyu who was listening.

Yang Jingyu responded when he heard this: "Then was Oerlikon also directly copied?"

"Hey! Hey!"

Xu Chaoyang quickly stopped him and said, "Just a little at a time. If we install this on all the military production lines, even if I empty my family's coffers, it still won't be enough."

Xu Chaoyang was not reluctant to spend money, but he had to consider the cost. The Yuan family had a limited amount of money, and only knowing how to spend without knowing how to earn was called eating up all the funds. Stockpiling penicillin on one side and expanding the production line on the other side, it was obvious that no amount of money would be enough to use these two approaches. In addition, he was also collecting a large amount of grain from the surrounding areas. If he really spent all the millions of silver in his hands, even if a regiment was armed to the teeth, it would not be able to solve the problems on the entire battlefield.

At present, all he wants is a large-scale production line. As long as he has this production line, after a few years when he has a large rear area, this production line can play its maximum role, saving the time of working day and night in Huangya Cave until his hair is bald, and allowing our soldiers to focus all their attention on the war of resistance.

At that time, the army and the people were united, and everyone shared the same hatred for the enemy...

By then, our army would no longer be just millet and rifles, but would start using bayonets...

Until then...

Xu Chaoyang was really looking forward to it!

　Thanks to brother 'book friend 20210911103659412' for the reward. Thank you very much.

　　And, and, and, later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)