Bright Sword: Follow Kong's fun and build the strongest military industry

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong immediately began to loudly reprimand:

“Hey Zhang Dabiao, didn’t you see me greeting two old comrades? What are you doing coming in to report at this time? You’re just trying to cause trouble. Get out of here.”

"Reporting to the Commander, Political Commissar Zhao once said that the supply of materials to this unit is of paramount importance, and any problems discovered must be reported immediately, otherwise we will be criticized."

After he finished speaking, he didn't look at anyone in the room, but stared at the wine jar on the table, taking deep breaths and showing an intoxicated expression.

Seeing this, Li Yunlong immediately understood what Zhang Dabiao was up to, and so he laughed and scolded him:

"Nonsense, Zhang Dabiao. I know what you're up to today. You just came here to freeload because I'm serving you good wine. You even came up with this excuse. You've really gone to a lot of trouble."

"Fine, there's still plenty left anyway, I'll let you off easy this time."

"Tiger, bring me a bowl."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Dabiao quickly interjected with a fawning smile:

"Commander, no need to trouble yourself, I brought the bowl."

After he finished speaking, he took out a bowl from behind his back. No wonder he looked so strange when he came in; he was holding a bowl in one hand.

However, this bowl was a whole size larger than the wine bowl, and it was unclear whether Zhang Dabiao had just grabbed it or prepared it on purpose.

Moreover, Zhang Dabiao's hand was very steady when he poured the wine, and he only stopped when it was about to overflow.

Seeing this, he felt sorry for Li Yunlong and repeatedly told him to get lost.

Zhang Dabiao, as expected of a martial arts expert, had an incredibly steady hand. He picked up a full bowl of wine without spilling a single drop, leaving Ding Wei and Kong Jie in awe.

That's a real expert; most people couldn't do that.

After Zhang Dabiao left, two or three more people came in. They were all of similar status and liked to drink. This kind of thing is also common in other military units.

With Zhang Dabiao leading the charge, the others became much bolder. The main reason was that the law does not punish the masses, so even if Li Yunlong cursed with a dark face, it was like a mosquito buzzing in someone's ear.

To put it bluntly, if they miss this opportunity, they can forget about ever getting to drink wine of this caliber again.

As for being scolded by Li Yunlong, that's no big deal. I'm used to getting scolded every day.

Once no one else came in, Li Yunlong immediately stood up and closed the door.

After seeing this, Ding Wei jokingly said:

"I'm telling you, Lao Li, what you're doing is a bit excessive. Closing the door at this point is like burying your head in the sand. Those who are supposed to come have already come to pour the drinks, and those who aren't supposed to come won't show up anymore."

Upon hearing this, Kong Jie quickly added, "That's right, Lao Li, everyone here can see through this. What you're saying is just pointless nonsense."

"But this wine is really fragrant. Where did you get such a fine wine?"

Li Yunlong picked up his wine bowl and said smugly, "Let's not talk about that now. Let's drink. This is the last jar. We're just waiting for Le Meng and the other person to come over and drink together."

"Even when the brigade commander came to inspect the work, I couldn't bear to take it out."

After they finished speaking, the four of them clinked their bowls together and began to drink slowly.

This aged liquor is not like the low-alcohol liquor from farmers, which you can just down in one gulp. Moreover, more than half of the jar has already been poured out, so the remaining aged liquor needs to be savored slowly.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, Li Yunlong began his吐槽 (tu cao, a form of venting or complaining) mode.

"Actually, this wine is the one I got from Xiao Kong when I went to the military region for a meeting last time. I took a detour to the industrial zone to have a drink with him."

"This was specially purchased by Xiao Kong's family from certain places at a high price. Just this one jar costs five hundred silver dollars, which is ridiculously expensive."

At this point, you might be wondering, but this is just one of Kong Hao's usual tactics.

After all, a large amount of supplies were transported back from Australia. If it were just three or five transport ships, it could be said to be overseas support.

But now there are hundreds or even thousands of them, and there will be even more in the future. It would be a bit unreasonable to give them all away as gifts.

Buying and selling is the best thing; there's always a buyer and a seller.

As a result, a large number of Chinese handicrafts, aged wines, and antique paintings and calligraphy were purchased by Kong Hao's people at high prices, then traveled through his space and returned to China, even achieving recycling.

In particular, many antiques, rather than being looted by invaders or sold abroad at low prices by foreigners, are better stored in Kong Hao's space and handed over to China when the opportunity arises.

The reasons have all been thought out and are stored in several secret warehouses. Once the invaders are driven out and a truly peaceful era arrives, these warehouses will be discovered one by one by chance, and then everything will be perfect.

As for the current funds, they were all obtained by Kong Hao through patent applications in the financial markets of Europe and the United States, plus the industrial products produced in the base area, which is sufficient to support the business.

Upon hearing the exorbitant price, Ding Wei was so startled that he quickly steadied his wine bowl, knowing that spilling even a little would be a huge loss.

"Hey Lao Li, it's such a waste for us to drink such expensive wine like this."

"One bite and several silver dollars are gone. I've never been so extravagant in my life. I wish I could sell it for money."

After hearing this, Li Yunlong also joined in the joke:

"Old Ding, drink less later. Old Kong, Old Zhao, and I will finish the rest."

"Anyway, you only deserve to drink large quantities of sweet potato liquor, so you won't feel bad about drinking it all."

"Old Li, you wish! Now that the wine jar has been opened, it's not worth much anymore. Why not drink it if it's free?"

"That's more like it. I'm offering you a good drink and you're still whining. Come on, let's drink."

When they had almost finished drinking, Kong Jie put down his glass and let out a long sigh.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I last saw Xiao Kong. Back then, I was the one who personally recruited him into the Independent Regiment."

"It's a pity that the Independent Regiment was too small to accommodate such a great figure back then."

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong immediately became indignant:

"It makes me angry just thinking about it. The commander promised me that he would only lend me the money for three months and that he would come back when the time was up. I was so stupid to believe him."

Hearing Li Yunlong's complaints, Ding Wei and Kong Jie were speechless, and even felt extremely annoyed.

Li Yunlong has said this so many times, but he still won't give up.

Let alone the Independent Regiment back then, even the current Independent Column would have absolutely no room for Kong Hao to make a difference.