"Report!!"

"Come in."

With a piece of tea that had long been gone in his mouth, Wang Jiao responded and saw Peng Yanhuan come in with the document, "Chairman, the batch of oil from the 'Donghai Xuanzhengyuan' has agreed to ship, but the other party only agreed to deliver the goods to Suzhou. He is unwilling to go deep into the Yangtze River."

"What is this saying? I have been traveling across the ocean, but I refuse to do this?"

"The East China Sea riots caused trouble, and a dock on Zhuzi Island was blown up. In addition, the summer and autumn droughts have caused grain production to be reduced in Japan, and the rice yield per mu in several farms fell to 60 kilograms."

"Damn!"

Wang Jiao was shocked at that time, "There is a drought in Jianghuai Province, and this Japanese Province also has a drought?"

"In July, a batch of grain was allocated by Hei Water, but now the autumn harvest has passed, how can black water support it? If there is a heavy snowfall in winter, no one can get better. Now, in terms of Hei Water, even the adjustment in July has been stopped on the grounds of preventing autumn and winter. The Donghai Xuanzhengyuan is now carrying out a 'grain exchange' plan, and the former General Administration of the Korean Road marching has become a grain trading center."

"Fuck, something is going to happen."

"So now the 'Donghai Xuanzhengyuan' uses ships very cheaply, and just in case, it is already the limit to sending them to Suzhou. I originally planned to send them to Ryukyu Island to pick up the goods themselves, but now we are the only ones who are willing to eat this batch of grease."

After Peng Yanhuang said, "There are all lard, butter, and whale oil. I think it should be that the 'Donghai Xuanzhengyuan' plans to directly exchange grain in Suzhou."

"Since it's time to change food, can't you take grease?"

"No one wants it for Suzhou and Hangzhou, Yangzhou is planning to ask for it, but now, food is more important. There is only Lu family in Suzhou, and Zhang family is willing to trade, but they need cash."

"Paper banknotes?"

"Gold and silver."

This kind of news came over and over again, and Wang Jiao felt it magical.

How many disasters are there? Just the ghost place in Japan, it will cause drought?!

Where is the typhoon?

It's still typhoon season now.

Not to mention ten or eight typhoons, you can do one.

Thinking about it now, maybe there are typhoons, but they are only windy and do not bring precipitation.

Without precipitation, it is the agricultural structure of that place. As long as the water conservancy project is lacking, it will be done.

Judging from the operation of the "East China Propaganda Yuan", there is no hope for Luoyang at all?

Or maybe they made a report with Luoyang, but they ended up sank the sea and let them deal with it themselves?

It is not bad to save yourself, but you have to be reasonable.

"Forget it, let's not worry about other people's affairs. Previously, General Manager Gan also came to talk about something, saying that Simon from the Bulgarian Turks echoed the remnants of the Western Turks in Syria. The Western Army is now powerless and wants to stop him, afraid of being dun."

"It's up to this point?"

"I haven't said the specific situation. Anyway, it's the originally agreed military pay, which should be arrears."

“…”

Peng Yancai felt that this was really nonsense. When he was a child, the "Changsha Lu Zhongwu Army" wanted to cause trouble, but it was difficult to do it. At any time, the county magistrate exploded and suppressed bandits; otherwise, the chief magistrate of a province was so strong that it was against the will of heaven, Sha Zan, Liu Yi, Zhao Hongyi...

Any one of them is the only one. The Eighth Route Army wants to be loyal, but none of them can cause trouble.

Since Peng Yancai was following his brother-in-law Wang Jiao, he felt that everything he did was to close his eyes and stretch his hands and kick his legs. What's the difficulty?

Too easy.

"It's raining all night long."

Wang Jiao's sigh was actually beyond words.

He himself didn't know why he said this, as if he was talking about Boss Qian, or as if he was talking about the Tang Empire.

You said that the Emperor Tang Dynasty is in turmoil. In fact, as long as someone is willing to stop and work together, it is still not a big problem to have a "soft landing".

But if you want to say that the Emperor Tang Dynasty still has room for rescue, but there are loopholes everywhere, just a broken house full of holes.

Looking at the towering and looking at the house, the people who were in charge of the house not only did not mention repairing it, but instead dug up all the high walls that blocked the wind.

There are quite a lot of names, which is amazing.

Wang Jiao is not sure what others think.

But he himself just wanted to tear down the broken house now.

So what if it’s magnificent, it’s just that I want to tear it down, it’s nothing else.

What productivity determines the production relationship, and the production relationship reacts to the productivity...

No connection, no correlation.

His grades in political classes before traveling through time were relatively poor.

"Brother-in-law, why are you so moved?"

"Are you talking nonsense? My wife is going to the capital, one of them is your sister. If something happens to the central government, how can I not be in a hurry?"

"Brother-in-law, why don't you let your wife and the others come back?"

"Now they have their own ideas, understand?"

As he said that, Wang Jiao said again, "Follow me, I have a bigger goal. In the capital, I am actually safer. Mr. Qiange is now pieced together and patched up the gaps in the south. I guess he is so busy that he loses his hair. Oh, he was originally a bald man, and maybe he has nothing to lose."

“…”

Peng Yancai was thinking, is his brother-in-law planning to change his wife? Otherwise, how could he be pinched like this?

When leaving the office, Peng Yancai was still thinking about whether to go to Changsha and discuss with his uncles and uncles, and temporarily give his sister a few "handkerchiefs" and then come over to be his secretary for his brother-in-law.

Now my brother-in-law is surrounded by his side, but there are so few flowers.

Just as he was thinking about it, a messenger suddenly came from outside. He was in a hurry, and Peng Yanliu immediately shouted: "Little Taoist! What's wrong with you?"

"Captain! Emergency!"

"You won't go and deliver it!"

“…”

The messenger who was a Taoist priest was still a teenager, and his expression suddenly wrinkled, thinking that it wasn't you who called me to stop me, I could stop.

But after giving a greeting, he went to the office door and shouted: "Report!!"

"Come in!"

"Chairman, urgent matter."

“Where?”

“From Quanzhou.”

"Quanzhou? What a mess... take it over."

"yes!"

He handed the document to Wang Jiao, and the messenger turned around and left.

Wang Jiao opened the file and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment: "Damn it! It's really 'It's raining all night long'!"

This is a telegram, but it was transferred from the Korean Road. There are two telegram contents.

The first one is a place called "Tianyazhou" called "Dahuze". The local tyrants declared autonomy, and the leader was the same surname as him, and also the surname Wang.

But this surname Wang is still very famous. His ancestor is Wang Wansui, and he is very domineering.

The other one is "Tianyazhou" a river called "Xinghan River". The powerful people in the delta region declared autonomy and established the local "National Protection Committee", the leader, the surname Dan.

In short, in short, it is across the East China Sea, on the other end of the sea, whether it is the Smurf or the Gege, they all rebel.

Of course, they didn't say rebellion. In theory, they were quite patriotic. At least this person with the surname Dan had set up a "National Protection Committee". How could he not be "good"?

Is this reasonable to bring a good person’s surname? This is very reasonable.

"Boss Qian is now the 'Ocean Minister'. How can he be worthy of his position if he is hit on the head if he doesn't send troops to suppress him?"

However, Wang Jiao knew that what Qian Liu could do now was actually to let go of his mouth first.

I really want to suppress it, I am afraid it will not happen next year.

There is no reason, it is definitely not a question of ocean currents, monsoons, speed, but... money and food.

Wang Jiao put himself in his shoes and thought about it. If he was Qian Liu, he would have to urinate blood.

Can you not pee?

How can I not pee?

Under such circumstances, Wang Jiao's painting style suddenly became friendly.

At least the Volunteers are still doing production, right?

At least the Volunteers can help reduce the burden on production and support one or two million more people, right?

Seeing this, Wang Jiao called Qian "Old Master" and was definitely worthy of his conscience.

Filial piety.
To be continued...