"How about you, did you take the risk right?"

"Yes! Yes! That's right! Brother Zhang, I'll listen to you from now on!"

"Don't, I dare not instruct the son of Commander An's family."

"What commander is not a commander? The total population of Lingbei Province is only more than 6 million. My father competes with roe deer every day and can't see a few people all year round. How can I be considered a young man? If I hadn't spent money, I wouldn't have been to Hebei to live, I'm afraid I would have to see the aurora in Lingbei."

An Chongtai, who was deeply moved, looked at Feng Yanlu and said excitedly, "Brother Zhang, am I stable now? Not to mention the party representatives of Jianghuai Province, Yangzhou... should be enough, right?"

"Yangzhou is definitely enough. Wang Jiao is a very cruel person. He only looks at the results, not the process, and not the motivation. This is not that no one can do it, but that he cannot do it as paranoid as him."

After Feng Yanlu said that, he reminded An Chongtai: "Now, if you have a way to get a batch of arms from Commander An and then transport it to Hunan, even if you are not the main leader of the "Working Party" in Jianghuai Province, you will at least have a very high reputation."

"It's hard, Brother Zhang, Lingbei Province is really too poor. And now it's different from the past. There were Turks, Xueyantuo or other bullshits hundreds of years ago. Now they are all big farms, forest farms, or fur trading markets. There is really no target worth hoarding arms on the north and south of Tiankhan Avenue. My father's arsenal in Beihai is all eliminated products, and it's not as good as the southern workshop goods you brought by Brother Zhang."

"After all, it's still a little too remote."

"The military district can still provide centralized heating, but it is the military district. The family building is all boilers purchased by themselves. It is a struggle to transport it to Beihai in Shicheng. There is no future in that place."

Shaking his head, An Chongtai seemed to feel uncomfortable when he recalled it. After a while, he said to Feng Yanlu: "However, although my father does not have one, my brother has a wide range of things and is available in Liaodong. The price is a bit high, and the Niu family's appetite is small and they don't even look at it."

"Niu Family?"

"First North Korea's marching chief Niu Xiu."

"It turned out to be Niu Jinda..."

Feng Yanlu frowned slightly. If it were the Niu family, it would become a bit complicated.

The strength of such local oligarchs is unfathomable, and after being involved, it will cause various unnecessary misjudgments.

Typically, the Feng family in Lingnan. The series of operations after the "Mingda Massacre" are more extreme than counterattacks.

This place in Hebei has always been a crowd of giants, and has continued from the Spring and Autumn Period to today. Even when Emperor Zhenguan was alive, the Cui family in Hebei was in great influence.

"If you don't have weapons and equipment, you will suffer a lot of losses in fighting with the Salt Gang and the Cao Gang on both sides of the canal."

Feng Yanlu did not mean to help An Chongtai. In his opinion, An Chongtai was not honest and would not move his butt without forcing him.

With the current situation, An Chongtai's influence in the Cao Gang and Pai Gang is already extraordinary.

In addition, the support of the "Working Party" is that because of its in-depth publicity, high organization and strong action, it is obviously different from the old Xiangtang Huishui.

The loudest sounds were heard during the protests, and the most powerful momentum was the parade. Some small families who depended on the Cao Gang and the Salt Gang, such as some rural clubs and street gangs, are now both at the top of the rat. Many members are willing to come to An Chongtai to hang out for a bite.

It is nonsense to say that they have any desire to fight and their enthusiasm for revolution.

But after the momentum became great, those who were not brave became braver; those who were braver even became fearless.

All of this has been intensified over time, as publicity becomes more and more slow as local governments become more slow.

It was only after seeing this amazing power that Feng Yanlu understood why Wang Jiao looked at him like a pig's head.

He felt that he was really stupid enough in the past.

However, Feng Yanlu did not intend to change himself.

This has always been the case with myself.

The true nature of a hero is full of courage.

"There are a leader of the Salt Gang these days. I heard that he has dozens of lives, he acts ruthlessly and is very unruly. But his surname is Wei after all, and he is in Jianghuai Province, so he can't do anything to him."

It was also difficult to scare the local Cao Gang members when I thought that I didn’t have a few guns in my hand.

It's all up to be fooled.

The main reason is Wang Jiao's reputation, which has indeed had an influence, which has enabled An Chongtai to successfully steal the chicken.

He was not sure if he could reappear again.

"After Wei Zheng, if he had no deterrent power in Jianghuai Province, how could he be considered a famous minister in Zhenguan?"

After saying that, Feng Yanlu leaned against the handrail, tilted his body, and then drooped his eyelids and said, "What would you do if this salt gang leader from Chuzhou left Yangzhou?"

"How to do it? Of course, it is to collect all the local small salt dealers. If Yangzhou City cannot survive one day, just go to Dabie Mountains and drill into the mountains. As long as there is salt, you will not worry about not being able to make a comeback."

He smiled, An Chongtai didn't feel embarrassed, "You can continue to struggle first, right?"

"It's a good habit."

Feng Yanlu nodded, played with a silver dollar with his fingers, flipped it back and forth, and then asked, "What can your father do at most?"

"The arms are definitely not good, too bad. But there are still horses, cattle, sheep and livestock, as well as wool spinning raw materials and fur. Other medicinal materials, wood and so on can also be found, but these are all seen by Hebei people, and it is estimated that they are mainly horses."

"Then let's go, send a telegram to your father. War horses, pack horses, and horses... your father knows the proportion of the weight. Since you have made a big fuss in Jianghuai, as long as you see the four words "Little Li's husband" are reported, your father will be relieved."

"No need to go! I'll go now, my father will retreat next year. If you want to go to Lingbei to get something in the future, it will definitely not be that convenient. Even if you have promoted old subordinates, they are just old subordinates, and they are not sons after all."

"If necessary, you can ask your father to send a few people to learn the revolutionary experience. When you want to withdraw next year, a mess will happen. Isn't this going to slow down? If you can win one year, your father will know what to do."

As soon as Feng Yanlu said this, An Chongtai's eyes lit up.

Although the moves are old, they are easy to use.

Is there any more stable routine since ancient times than "raising enemies to be respectful"?

And in the Lingbei Province, there are horse bandits... it is normal; there are Turkic remnants... it is not impossible. Maybe there is also the Pig Head Three who is "spiritually Turkic"?

"Brother Zhang, you are really my noble person!!"

An Chongtai, who was excited, had no match for his name at all. He was neither steady nor calm in his work. Instead, he was frivolous and impetuous, but Feng Yanlu didn't hate him.

Vibrant young people have more possibilities than steady young people, especially in these uneasy years. Stabilizing may not be a good thing.

"If possible, your father can ask his former old comrades to second some of the arms, and the more advanced ones, they will borrow or repay them. When they are urged, they will take some outdated ones and pay them back, and then pay them aside a little more money. Turn a blind eye to this matter, and it will be over. And your father doesn't need to pay this money."

"Yes!! My father can ask the uncles from Hetao Province for help..."

An Chongtai felt that he had opened up a brand new world, and it was full of possibilities, which was simply amazing.

Can human thinking be so broad?!

He also did his temper when he thought about it. An Chongtai really said goodbye to Feng Yanlu and then prepared to send a telegram to Lingbei Province.

After Feng Yanlu and An Chongtai left, they also hummed a little song from Shaozhou, returned to the room to get the "Flying Eagle Gun", wrapped it in linen, dressed up as a peddler who ran around the world, and then went straight to the Grand Canal.

The salt markets on both sides of the Grand Canal are both rich and noble residences.

Most of the people from the Chuzhou Salt Gang live in these places with names such as "Kanglefang Ping'anfang".

It’s mainly about seeking eloquence and running around the world. No one wants to die directly. It’s best if you are a fair wife.

At this time, the leaders of the Chuzhou Salt Gang were having a meeting. The scene was very big. Because it was a place similar to a manor, there were a lot of roads in the middle, and all pavilions were available. Compared with other parts of Jianghuai Province, it was completely different from the two worlds.

The fountain here has not stopped yet, even if the Huai River has stopped flowing.

The hall here is filled with all kinds of tables and delicious dishes, but there are already people in Yangzhou City that can’t even grab the rotten vegetables and leaves from the vegetable market.

Lively and joyful, it is obvious that it is not for everyone.

"An Chongtai, the Yangzhou representative of the 'Works' Party, was too arrogant. Not to mention paying homage to the wharf, he said that his father, Commander An, had collected salt from us before he went to Lingbei. In terms of seniority, he called us uncle, and wouldn't let An Chongtai suffer a loss?"

"Comparing with his brother An Chongrong, you have to throw away the goods."

"Do Commander An don't know what his son is doing in Yangzhou?"

"I don't think so, Commander An will retreat next year, maybe he will retreat this year. If you don't want to make a fortune at this time, wouldn't you lose?"

"What's the way now?"

"If it were me, the armament depot in Lingbei Province will be burned first. After it is scrapped, the military supplies will be replenished in summer. I will clear the winter clothes and then resell the military rations and horses. Then I will get a military outsourcing, and they will be paid for empty wages. For a military service, we count 800 people, five yuan per person per month, which is 4,000 yuan. More than 40,000 yuan a year, easy."

"Thinking this way, I'm afraid I'm not just making hundreds of thousands of dollars like playing."

"Absolutely, I am the commander after all, that is, Lingbei Province is too poor and the road is difficult to walk on, otherwise I will get more."

"The imperial court intended to set up this way back then. There was no sea outlet in Lingbei Province. It was entirely up to the railway, Tiankhan Avenue and Saint Khan Avenue. The transportation capacity was limited, and only the animals could be refuted."

"So, salt is reliable, and you can toss both sides of the east and west."

"Hey, let's just take him..."

Bang!

"Old Wang!!"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

"Little Wei!!"

"Look down!!!"

"There are assassins!!"

"There is a killer!!"

There was a chaotic turmoil, and the sound of gunfire outside did not stop, and the footsteps were extremely chaotic.

The guards in various outfits were bodyguards of different salt gang leaders. At this time, because of inconvenience in communication, they actually ejaculated against each other.
To be continued...