Double-Cut During the War of Resistance: My Wife Came from 1937

Although the three large boxes of gold bars and silver dollars that Xia Weiwei had transported there before have not yet been completely disposed of.

However, Ma Hongwei cannot simply sit back and live off his savings.

Because the Eighth Route Army didn't have any other three large boxes of gold bars and silver dollars for them at the moment.

In particular, Ma Hongwei is about to travel to Peshawar, Pakistan, to purchase firearms and ammunition.

Those can cost quite a bit of money.

I'm afraid they won't be able to make more purchases before their money is all gone.

Therefore, Ma Hongwei cannot wait until the money runs out before looking for a way out.

The main goods are still antiques, silver bars, and silver coins.

However, he felt that purchasing some agricultural and mountain products from the Republic of China era to sell was also a good option.

Just like free-range chickens, the more famous free-range chickens in later generations, such as Taihang free-range chickens and Qingyuan chickens, cost 50 yuan per catty, and a single chicken costs more than 200 yuan.

Even if it's not a well-known free-range chicken, it can still sell for 35-45 yuan per kilogram.

Genuine free-range eggs from farms cost 12-18 yuan per pound.

There's also organic millet, which can sell for over 15 yuan per kilogram.

The Taihang Mountains are a mountainous area, and in addition to these crops, there are also wild mountain products.

For example, wild-grown Chinese medicinal herbs such as Codonopsis pilosula, Forsythia suspensa, Astragalus membranaceus, Bupleurum chinense, Pueraria lobata, Pinellia ternata, Ziziphus jujuba var. spinosa, and Prunus armeniaca.

In addition, there are dried goods such as Sichuan peppercorns, wild black fungus, shiitake mushrooms, matsutake mushrooms, lichen, persimmon cakes, and Taihang cotton walnuts.

Take, for example, an 8-year-old semi-wild Codonopsis pilosula grown under forest cover; it can sell for 150-260 yuan per kilogram.

Genuine wild-caught products from deep in the mountains can sell for thousands of yuan per kilogram.

Five-year-old wild Bupleurum root can fetch 160-260 yuan per kilogram.

The agricultural and mountain products that Ma Hongwei receives are absolutely guaranteed to be purely wild.

As long as you contact the right boss, you can definitely sell it for a good price.

At present, the Eighth Route Army's territory is not very large, and the amount of goods received is not much.

However, as their base expands, they will be able to receive more and more mountain products.

"By the way, we can discuss this with Division Commander Liu and the others!"

Ma Hongwei thought to himself, "At that time, Commander Liu and his men can directly transmit orders to all the mountain villages in the base areas through the organization of the base areas."

"Then, these organizations in the base areas gathered together the mountain products and agricultural products from each village and had Weiwei bring them to future generations."

With local assistance, they don't need to go door-to-door to purchase supplies.

What they needed to do was to free up some space to transport supplies such as cooking oil, salt, grain, and cloth from the future.

At that time, they can sell mountain products to earn some money and then hand over the supplies to the base.

The base area could use these supplies to exchange for mountain goods with the villagers.

The villagers in the base area will be able to exchange mountain products for more supplies and live a better life, so they will definitely support the base area more.

This can be described as a win-win situation.

With that in mind, Ma Hongwei began to eat quickly.

Seeing that Xia Weiwei had finished her noodles, Ma Hongwei stood up and said with a smile, "Uncle, I'm done eating. I have to go see Commander Liu, so I'll be leaving now!"

"You guys are eating way too little! Have some more!"

Wang Fugui glanced at the large bowl of stewed chicken; Ma Hongwei and Xia Weiwei hadn't eaten much.

"I really can't eat anymore!"

Ma Hongwei replied, "Thank you for your hospitality, Uncle!"

Then, he and Xia Weiwei left.

Wang Fugui and Wang Maixiang saw the two off to the door and watched them leave before returning home.

At this moment, Duan Gailian also came out of the house.

She asked, "Weiwei and her fiancé, they just left like that?"

"yes!"

Wang Fugui nodded and said, "Look at these two kids, there's still so much food left, they don't even eat more. I don't think they're full!"

"I guess they saw we're poor and it wasn't easy for them to kill a chicken, so they didn't want us to finish it and saved it for us!"

Duan Gailian guessed, "Although these two children come from wealthy families in the city, they are both of good character and not as ruthless as those landlords and rich men."

"Why!"

Wang Maixiang sighed and said, "I was planning to treat Weiwei's fiancé to a good meal today, but I didn't expect that not only did they not eat well, but they also brought so many things to our house."

"Honey, what gifts did they all give you?"

Wang Fugui asked, "Is it valuable or not?"

At first, he didn't dare to go forward; he just watched from a distance and couldn't see clearly what they were holding.

"Let me bring it over for you to see!"

Wang Maixiang rushed into the main room, took down the willow basket hanging from the beam, and placed it on the table.

"ah!"

Upon seeing the contents of the willow basket, Duan Gailian couldn't help but exclaim, "Is this a betel fruit? How come it's so big?"

The so-called Bingguo (Bingzi) is an ancient apple native to China. It is only one-third the size of later apples, with soft, flat, round flesh and a sweet and sour taste.

Also called Nai (Nai Zi), Lin Qin, Hua Hong, Sha Guo, Hai Hong Guo.

The crisp apples that people eat in later generations are varieties introduced from abroad.

"I think so..."

Wang Maixiang said with some uncertainty.

"And these wild grapes, they're so big!"

Wang Fugui clicked his tongue in amazement: "I never imagined that city people would eat such huge portions of fruit!"

Wang Maixiang said, "Dad, Mom, please try the fruit they brought!"

"Just try one wild grape!"

Wang Fugui reached out and plucked a Kyoho grape, then put it in his mouth.

With a gentle bite, his eyes widened in disbelief. "These grapes aren't sour at all! They're incredibly sweet, and most importantly, they have no seeds!"

"Huh? Seedless grapes?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Gailian and Wang Maixiang each picked a grain and tasted it.

"It's so sweet, just like eating honey!"

Duan Gailian exclaimed in surprise.

Wang Maixiang only took a bite of one half. She looked at the other half and saw that there were indeed no seeds inside.

"It really has no seeds, that's strange!"

She scratched her head, somewhat puzzled as to how she had managed to do it.

"Honey, what's this?"

Wang Fugui pointed to the two fruit-shaped buns and asked, "Are these steamed buns?"

"Dad, Sister Weiwei says this is called bread!"

Wang Maixiang said, "I heard Sister Weiwei say before that bread is something foreigners eat; it should be considered a kind of foreign steamed bun!"

"Foreign steamed buns?"

Wang Fugui asked curiously, "I wonder what these foreign-style steamed buns taste like."

"Why don't you try it!"

Wang Maixiang broke off a piece and handed it to her father.

Wang Fugui picked up the bread and put it in his mouth.

"These Western-style steamed buns are actually quite delicious!"

Wang Fugui couldn't help but say, "It's fluffy and soft, and it seems to have some dried fruit inside. It tastes sweet and sour, and there are also walnuts. Anyway, it tastes better than our family's steamed buns."

"These Western-style steamed buns are made entirely with refined flour, and I can even taste eggs, dried fruit, and walnuts. They must be expensive!"

"If this were in the city, it would definitely fetch a good price!"