Wu Shan Yingyi's words made Jiang Risheng feel moved. He immediately gritted his teeth and said:

"Wushanjun, this time he was attacked twice by the Eighth Route Army, and Watanabe's military officers died at their hands. I will not report this, and I will not be a human being. I ask for instructions and join this encirclement and suppression operation. People who... can disguise themselves and go to their garrison to reconnaissance."

Wu Shanying waved his hand: "You have just escaped from danger, so let's talk about it then."

This reconnaissance mission was left to Qianqiu Mansion. Moreover, he also had the idea of ​​protecting Jiang Risheng. After all, Jiang Risheng was timid, so it would be bad if something happened to him if he really wanted him to go to the territory of the Eighth Route Army.

Jiang Risheng has been loyal over the years, both sensible and knows how to do things, but he likes it a little.

Jiang Risheng replied: "Thank you, Mr. Wushan, for your concern."

When Jiang Risheng arrived at Luxing Hotel at noon, he handed a small note to Su Zhimei: "You can take the time to go back later and send this out."

Su Zhimei took the note and whispered: "Yesterday Chengdeshu came to find you."

Jiang Risheng nodded: "I understand."

He knew that Cheng Deshu's purpose should be contacted by our party. This kid has found a way out and must be very proud now.

Seeing the dishes served on Su Zhimei, Jiang Risheng suddenly asked: "Have the grain prices increased recently? Why is my millet cake just so big?"

Su Zhimei said: "You are not in charge of the company and don't know that oil and rice are expensive. Nowadays, Japanese people can't eat enough. Don't talk about us. Do you know how much millet is in Quancheng? It's more than twice as expensive as outside."

Jiang Risheng asked: "The Japanese cannot eat enough, but there are ways to do it. If they eat enough, how can they fight this battle? Is the price of millet in Quancheng so expensive?"

He knew that ordinary Japanese people only distributed 18 kilograms of rice and sorghum rice to each person. They could only say that they could not starve to death and would definitely not be full.

Su Zhimei said: "I heard that many people go to WF to sell millet, and the price there is twice as cheap."

Jiang Risheng murmured: "wf?"

Sure enough, Cheng Deshu came to find Jiang Risheng at night. Although he didn't say anything, his face was full of joy and energy, as if he had a new life.

Jiang Risheng blocked his mouth in advance: "You don't have to tell me some things."

Cheng Deshu couldn't help but lowered his voice and said, "You said God is not God. Only a day after you went back, someone came to me."

Jiang Risheng smiled and said, "It seems that everything goes well."

It was still late one day. If the Quancheng Working Committee had not been set up in the city, someone would have come to you that day.

Cheng Deshu said proudly: "Not only goes well, I am now... If I want to go there in the future, I can come to me. Now I can speak there."

The Propaganda Minister of the Communist Party of China's Quancheng Working Committee had already entered the cattle farm in Dahuaishu Village. After receiving the news, he immediately found Cheng Deshu to talk. The two hit it off and quickly reached a consensus. Cheng Deshu provided affordable materials to our party, and our party sincerely welcomed it, Cheng Deshu made due contributions to China's war of resistance.

Jiang Risheng smiled and said, "Is that so? Congratulations, when I really have no way out in the future, I will come to you."

Cheng Deshu did not hear the joke in Cheng Deshu's tone and whispered: "I have already told him that as long as you don't do things too much, they will give you the opportunity to reform."

Jiang Risheng was a little moved this time. He didn't expect that Cheng Deshu would still be considering himself at this time.

Jiang Risheng said solemnly: "Old-successful, thank you, I will consider it seriously."

Cheng Deshu said: "In the future, my goods will not be so profitable, but I still have to ask you to take care of them. Of course, I will register every goods, and in the future, these will be your credit. Do you know that the Eighth Route Army will record everything everyone does and then calculate the general account."

Jiang Risheng said: "You are old-fashioned, you are very good. I have done my ideological work to the point of my head. If it weren't for our years of relationship, you wouldn't be able to leave today. I can take proper care of your goods when they leave the city. The profits should not be too low. I still have so many brothers to live in my hands."

Cheng Deshu said in embarrassment: "I can only do my best to do my best."

Jiang Risheng suddenly said: "WF's Xiaomi is only half that of Quancheng. If you get hundreds of tons, won't you have a profit?"

This not only solves the problem of citizens' food, but also increases the price of food in the market, so it will naturally drop.

Cheng Deshu said embarrassedly: "Everyone knows that WF's millet is cheap, but there is no special pass."

Jiang Risheng took out a blue pies and smiled and said, "I have it here."

Cheng Deshu took over Paisi and said with a smile: "With this thing, Xiaomi has it and money."

He originally wanted to test Jiang Risheng's attitude and persuade him. After all, it would be difficult to make a lot of money if he cooperated with the Communist Party in the future. At least the price of goods sold to the base area should not be too expensive, and the profits given to Jiang Risheng will naturally be less.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Risheng turned around and found another way to make a fortune. As long as he had a pass, he could organize dozens of trucks at any time. Not only could he transport them even if they were hundreds of tons. At that time, he would not only solve the food problem in Quancheng, but also help the Communist Party solve the food problem.

After Cheng Deshu left, Su Zhimei walked in to pack up her things and asked softly: "What is Cheng Deshu looking for you?"

Jiang Risheng casually said: "He is now a voluntary propagandist of our party and wants me to follow him to join the Communist Party."

Su Zhimei smiled: "He asked you to join the Communist Party with him?"

Jiang Risheng is the largest underground party in Quancheng, and it is really funny to let Jiang Risheng join the Communist Party.

Jiang Risheng said: "It seems that he really wants to find a way out and report his thoughts and dynamics."

A few days later, a large number of low-priced millets suddenly appeared on Quancheng, and the price was only 50% more expensive than that of Quancheng.

In fact, Quancheng is not without food, but those unscrupulous merchants hoarded goods and took the opportunity to raise the price of grain. With the influx of hundreds of tons of millet in Chengdeshu, the grain merchants began to panic and had to lower the price.

The grain can be produced every year, and only the past few months can be speculated. Once new grain is on the market, the price will drop sharply.

Jiang Risheng is very happy to see such a thing.

However, when he received a call from Shinosuke Ando and asked him to go to the road alone, his heart skipped a beat.

As usual, Jiang Risheng first reported to Hideichi Wushan before going to Chiaki Mansion. As soon as he arrived at Shinosuke Ando's office, the other party asked with a cold face: "Jingsang, you are the Communist Party's work!"

Jiang Risheng said calmly: "Where does Ando start with this?"

Shinosuke Ando sneered and said, "You don't admit it yet?"
Chapter completed!