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

Yin Weimin asked, "Brother, has the money arrived?"

"Let me take a look!"

Ma Hongwei opened his phone and checked the text message sent by the bank.

Account Income

[Income Amount +2992450 yuan]

[Account Information: Agricultural Bank of China *1245, Transaction Time: 10:16]

[Transaction Description: Transfer Transaction Account Balance: ...]

Ma Hongwei said, "Yes, the money has arrived!"

"Now that the money has arrived, I'll be going!"

Yin Weimin said with a smile, "If you have anything good in the future, remember to come to me again. I'll always welcome you!"

Ma Hongwei said, "As long as the price you offer is right, you'll definitely get your share."

"Let's go, next stop!"

Ma Hongwei invited Xia Weiwei into the car, and the two drove back to the same hotel as before, where they met Jin Long from Tingquan Company.

"Mr. Ma!"

Jinlong said with a smile, "You've really gained a lot this time!"

He didn't expect that in just a few days, the other party would get so many Republic of China gold bars.

Ordinary people are lucky to have a few small yellow croakers weighing an ounce or two, but this person got more than thirty large yellow croakers.

This wouldn't have been so unusual in the 1980s or 90s.

Because at that time the antique industry had just begun to recover, and many antiques were still scattered among the people.

In particular, precious metals such as gold and silver will be mostly stored away.

But it is different now.

I've been influenced by various treasure-hunting programs and TV dramas.

In addition, with various people going to the countryside to collect goods, all sorts of antiques scattered among the people have long been searched and looted.

Finding so many things all at once is not an easy task.

Ma Hongwei casually remarked, "Just lucky!"

"to be honest!"

Jin Long sighed, "If I had Mr. Ma's luck, I would have stopped working for others a long time ago."

Before achieving financial freedom, the goal of the vast majority of people is financial freedom.

At least you don't have to work for others or put up with their bad temper.

"Let's get it checked quickly!"

Ma Hongwei urged them on.

He didn't want to waste any more time.

"Okay, let me help you with the appraisal first!"

Jin Long nodded and said, "After I finish the appraisal, our boss will contact you, and then we can sign the contract and start working."

……

In the courtyard.

At this moment, there is an olive-green cuboid that is about four meters long, four meters wide, and three meters high.

This cuboid is made up of stacked small iron barrels.

Each military green iron bucket contained eight pounds of compressed biscuits.

Inside the house, there was also a small amount piled up, which were the leftovers that couldn't be taken away.

"Wow, so many cookies!"

Looking at the pile of cuboids, Xia Weiwei couldn't help but exclaim, "This is the first time I've ever seen so many cookies!"

Her family also bought her some cookies from the department store, but only a few boxes each time.

The compressed biscuits in front of us were practically a small mountain.

"Next time you come, you can take even more compressed biscuits with you."

Ma Hongwei said, "These packages, which are made of both iron drums and plastic bags, actually take up a lot of space; otherwise, we could have carried even more goods."

Theoretically, it can hold 40 tons of compressed biscuits if only compressed biscuits are used.

However, with individual small packages and the outer metal drum packaging, all of these take up space.

Therefore, it can only hold more than 30 tons of goods.

However, packaging is still necessary.

Because there were so many compressed biscuits, it was impossible for the Eighth Route Army to eat them all at once.

Without vacuum packaging, it will quickly spoil and become damp when exposed to air.

The food may also be eaten by rats, insects, or contaminated.

Therefore, the packaging absolutely cannot be removed.

"receive!"

With a thought, Xia Weiwei put all the compressed biscuits into her storage space.

After packing her belongings, Xia Weiwei said to Ma Hongwei, "Hongwei, I'm leaving!"

"Don't forget the gold bars!"

Ma Hongwei handed over a backpack he had used when he was in school.

Inside were 32 gold bars he had bought from the Agricultural Bank of China, as well as some snacks he had prepared for the other party.

"Thanks!"

Xia Weiwei took the backpack, walked forward with some reluctance, and hugged Ma Hongwei.

Then, she slung the backpack over her shoulder, stepped into the opened spatial ripples, and disappeared.

"Let's keep working!"

Ma Hongwei shook his head and continued searching online for manufacturers of compressed biscuits.

He wants to help these manufacturers clear out their near-expiry inventory first.

As long as it's not as far as Singapore, Ma Hongwei will buy any compressed biscuits that are close to their expiration date.

Although we sold over 2400 million yuan worth of gold yesterday, we still need to save money where possible.

Just because the money isn't his own doesn't mean he can spend it recklessly.

If it were a boss or a heartless capitalist, Ma Hongwei would definitely not give them a penny.

But since this money belongs to the Eighth Route Army, it must be handled carefully.

……

Another time and space.

Inside an adobe house.

This time, the people guarding this place are Division Commander Liu, Deputy Division Commander Xu, and Chief of Staff Ni.

If Political Commissar Zhang hadn't left, he would definitely be here too.

They would glance at their watches every now and then, waiting for Xia Weiwei to return, second by second.

"Buzz!"

An unseen spatial fluctuation emerged, and Xia Weiwei, carrying a backpack, stepped out from it.

After Xia Weiwei stopped, she looked at the three leaders, saluted, and said, "Gentlemen, I'm back!"

Seeing this, the three quickly stood up and returned the greeting.

Division Commander Liu asked with a smile, "Comrade Xia, what good stuff have you brought back for the whole army this time?"

Deputy Division Commander Xu and Chief of Staff Ni also pricked up their ears, their eyes filled with curiosity.

"Reporting to the commander!"

Xia Weiwei said, "What I brought back this time is all compressed biscuits, a total of 33.6 tons!"

"Compressed biscuits?"

Commander Liu asked, "Did you only bring back biscuits?"

He knew about cookies.

The earliest biscuits were invented because of a shipwreck.

In the 1840s, a ship carrying goods from London to Paris was damaged by a storm.

The captain led the crew in a lifeboat to a deserted island.

Since they only had a bag of flour, a small bag of sugar, and some butter, they could only mix these together and bake them over a fire, thus making small biscuits.

This snack, which they named Bisque, was the earliest form of biscuit.

Biscuits are durable and can be stored for a long time. British engineers also pressurized the boilers of steamships and applied them to food processing, creating "iron biscuits".

These biscuits were so hard that they could only be chewed after being soaked in water, and this was the first generation of compressed biscuits.

However, it's not called compressed biscuits yet.

Xia Weiwei said, "Commander, don't underestimate these compressed biscuits; they're like emergency military rations from later generations!"