HBWnovel Chapter 136 Don't Step on My Front Door
Chapter 136 Don't Step on My Front Door
"So that's it!"
After a week of investigation, Ci Xiu had preliminarily determined that the Eighth Route Army was indeed planning to cause trouble.
But he was not sure who the target was, and he also discovered something horrifying from this investigation report.
For this purpose, he flew back to the mountain city overnight, came to the presidential palace, and prepared to pull the president out of bed.
As for whether the president will blame him?
In a word, the Communist bandits are greater than heaven!!!
"You mean the Eighth Route Army has its own arsenal? And it can already produce weapons?"
The president, sitting on the sofa, rubbed his brows tiredly. He had just finished exercising and was woken up before he could fall asleep.
"That's right. According to the information obtained by the spies I sent, a large number of weapons are sent from Yan'an to Guyuan almost every few days."
Ci Xiu explained carefully.
"Then do you know what weapons there are?"
The fact that the Eighth Route Army had an arsenal was undoubtedly a bigger deal than the Japanese's full-scale attack on China, which forced the president to pay attention and ask carefully.
"There is also the Eighth Route Army's arsenal. Do you know where it is built?"
"Judging from the marks left by the tires of the flatbed truck, it is most likely some rifles, grenades or other light weapons!"
"As for the arsenal, we haven't found it yet, but we suspect it's in Yan'an!"
Ci Xiu said with a guilty conscience.
In fact, he knew very well where the Eighth Route Army's arsenal was built and what weapons it could produce.
At least the Eighth Route Army was able to produce rifles, grenade launchers, and mortars independently.
But the involvement is quite large. Many high-ranking officials of the party and the country are involved in this matter and have made a lot of money. Even he doesn't know when he got involved.
"Yan'an!"
The president's face was serious: "You immediately issue an order to implement an embargo on the Eighth Route Army immediately."
"Nothing related to weapons can be sent to Yan'an, especially those minerals, which must be kept under strict supervision!"
"The president is wise. I believe that without resources, their arsenal will be useless."
Ci Xiu quickly flattered him.
"Don't say those useless things, just go and do my job!"
the President scolded.
It’s already this time and you’re still flattering me!
"Don't worry, I'll go right away!"
After leaving the room, Ci Xiu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Huh...luckily I managed to get away with it. I'll get an extra 10% in benefits next month."
As he walked out, Ci Xiu thought secretly in his heart.
As for the embargo on the Eighth Route Army?
What a joke, from top to bottom, with such huge profits, does he dare to impose an embargo?
Last month, he received ten vials of penicillin without his knowledge.
Now I know why. Ten doses of penicillin are no longer enough for him.
If there is an embargo, where can he get penicillin?
And he was also afraid of the embargo. That day he would be shot eight times in the back and it would be declared a suicide.
"Call Yunong to me!"
After Ci Xiu left, the president sat on the sofa and thought for a long time. Finally, he was still worried and shouted to the guards outside.
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Soon, with the undercurrents between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party surging, time came to August 3rd.
That day, Zhao Tianyang brought his people to Chiyu Village, found the village chief, and preached to him in a casual manner.
"Don't say I don't take care of you! I'll arrange the wine-making workshop and tobacco-curing room in your village!"
"Great!"
The village chief was so happy that his eyes almost disappeared. A cement factory had saved their village from famine and everyone had enough food to eat.
If the wine-making workshop and tobacco-curing room were built now, wouldn’t everyone be able to live in brick and tile houses?
Just in case, the village chief immediately patted his chest and made a promise.
"Don't worry, Chief Zhao. Our village will take care of the wine-making workshop and the tobacco-curing room. It's free and we will build them for free."
"That's daring!"
Zhao Tianyang said happily: "You guys build it first, and when it's done I'll send you the winemaking equipment and tobacco drying tools."
After returning to Huangyadong from Chiyu Village, Zhao Tianyang, led by Comrade Tian Zhu, came to the tobacco field for inspection.
"Well, the tobacco leaves are growing well! When can we harvest them?"
"As long as the section chief is satisfied, it will be harvested in two days at most."
Tian Zhu replied with a smile.
That’s right, Zhao Tianyang established a wine-making workshop and a tobacco-curing workshop because the tobacco leaves and corn planted in April are ready to be harvested.
"Okay, you will have to work hard then, comrades of the agricultural working group."
Zhao Tianyang nodded and preached.
Because the total area of corn and tobacco leaves was only 20 acres, Zhao Tianyang did not prepare anything and asked the workers to help.
On the third day, standing on the ridge of the tobacco field, Zhao Tianyang looked at the green and yellow tobacco leaves in front of him and smiled happily.
"Remember, according to the standards I mentioned, the tobacco leaves in the middle, top, and bottom should be stored separately. As for those that fall on the ground, don't waste them. Collect them all."
"understood!"
Liu Guifu was very excited: "Section Chief, you have to keep your word. We are here to help you collect the tobacco leaves. When you have roasted them, you have to give us a few packs for free."
"Don't worry, it's fine!"
Zhao Tianyang assured.
Because there were only three acres of tobacco leaves, Zhao Tianyang called Liu Ding, Liu Guifu and others to help.
As for Tian Zhu, he led his comrades from the agricultural working group to harvest the 17 acres of corn.
Soon after a busy day, Zhao Tianyang and his men collected a total of 620 kilograms of tobacco leaves from the three acres of tobacco fields.
"Hurry up and grade them according to the upper, middle and lower parts, based on the color, size and maturity standards I mentioned."
As soon as he returned to the small basin, Zhao Tianyang couldn't wait to give instructions to Liu Ding and others.
"Section Chief, what should we do with these tobacco leaves we picked up from the ground? Do we need to classify them as well?"
Liu Guifu asked while holding up about thirty kilograms of tobacco leaves.
"Shake off the mud and put it outside to dry!"
Zhao Tianyang responded while grading the tobacco leaves.
"Oh, oh!"
The next day, Zhao Tianyang placed the graded tobacco leaves in a ventilated place to dry according to different grades.
"Oh, I saw tobacco leaves everywhere from afar. It turns out that the tobacco leaves planted by Section Chief Zhao are being harvested!"
The deputy chief of staff, who had not been seen for a long time, came up to Zhao Tianyang and teased.
"Don't worry, I won't forget the Chief of Staff when the time comes!"
Zhao Tianyang glanced at the deputy chief of staff and knew why he was there.
Almost all the leaders of the Eighth Route Army were heavy smokers. If they came here at this time, it wasn't for tobacco leaves, otherwise their surname would not be Zhao.
"What are you talking about! Am I the kind of person who covets other people's tobacco?"
The deputy chief of staff said sternly, "But since you said that, it would be unkind of me to refuse."
"How about this, after the tobacco leaves are roasted, just give me a few dozen kilograms and I'll help you taste it."
"How many kilograms?"
Zhao Tianyang shouted: "At most thirty bags, no more!"
"A word is settled!"
The deputy chief of staff was overjoyed. He turned around and left after saying that, fearing that Zhao Tianyang would go back on his word.
"Am I...being tricked?"
Zhao Tianyang scratched his head, turned around and continued to sort the tobacco leaves.