Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 8: Are military district tickets okay?
"Immediately send these medical kits to the hospitals behind and let them test them. If they are effective, they can be used on a large scale."

The brigade commander immediately sent guards to deliver the medical kits.

"How much did you change for this medical kit?"

Li Yunlong stretched out a finger.

"Ten? A little less..."

"No, it's one hundred! I have a few wounded soldiers, so I left a few bottles of sulfa painkiller. Hehehehe!"

Li Yunlong said with a smile.

"One hundred?! Well, well, you Li Yunlong, I, I'm going to shoot you! Such a cheap deal, why did you only exchange it for one hundred?

You are a prodigal! You are a fool! You are the only one who still wants to do business? You have put a lump of gold in your hands, but you treat it as a stone and throw it away! You... I can't beat you to death!"

The brigade commander wants the belt again!
"Commander, we have to be reasonable. Even if I want to change, I don't have the money. I have already spent all our family savings several times."

"You don't have it, you don't have it but I do! Why didn't you tell me?"

……

After a very angry conversation, the brigade commander finally gave Li Yunlong the final decision: go back to the New 1st Regiment to pack up your things, and then report to the clothing factory. Commander Li became Director Li of the factory, and the one holding the gun became an embroiderer.

Li Yunlong was unhappy: "Old Ding, I brought the New 1st Regiment out with great difficulty, and you took advantage of it.

Let’s not talk about weapons. Even though we are breaking out, our New 1st Regiment has no shortage of guns, let alone bullets.

Zhang Dabiao and Wang Chengzhu are good fighters. If I need them someday, you must send them to me."

"You speak, who dares to say no..."

The two chatted for a while, and Ding Wei even told Li Yunlong the information about the puppet army cavalry battalion. However, Li Yunlong still did not reveal who he bought the weapons from.

……

"What? No more cotton? If you don't have cotton, then you can find someone to buy it from, ask your fellow villagers to collect it, or ask the army for it. Why are you looking for me? Do I, Old Li, look like cotton?

Why don't you just hammer my weight of over 100 pounds and sew the quilt? I'm the factory director, not cotton. If you serve under me, I'll be the first to shoot you..."

Li Yunlong pointed at the person in charge of purchasing and scolded him, then threw his hat and sent him away.

After the purchaser left, Li Yunlong suddenly seemed to remember something and took out the ordering device from his neck: "Should I contact the God of Wealth? It's better to burn incense frequently than to cram at the last minute.

Hu Zi! Where has Hu Zi gone? Call back that guy, the purchasing agent, and ask him how big the cotton shortage is and how much money he has left for purchasing. Make a list for me and show it to me!
And how many needles and thread are missing? List them all out, don’t keep complaining like a new bride farting.”

"Yes! Captain!" Hu Zi saluted and ran away.

"Fuck you, I've told you so many times, but you still can't remember, call me the factory director!"

……

Wang Zhifei was shooting here. After entering the training camp, he took his AWM and hid in various places to shoot and change magazines...

There was no headlock, just pure training. After a few days of training, Wang Zhifei felt good about himself.

At least after a day, my shoulder won't be as swollen as last time, and I can guarantee to hit the target within two thousand meters. As for ensuring that every shot hits ten rings, I have to at least increase the distance to about six hundred meters.

No wonder they say good shooters are fed by bullets. Wang Zhifei now understands this completely.

According to the description of the sniper rifle skills in my mind, I calmed down, forgot about everything else, and slowed down my breathing...

Wang Zhifei gradually became addicted to this visible growth...

…“Ding ding ding…”

"Oh!"

The shot missed and the bullet flew away. Wang Zhifei frowned. What happened?

Looking closely, the person who took the order, Li Yunlong, was flashing there.

"Hey……"

"Hahahaha, brother Dana, I'm your Big Brother Li. I haven't seen you for such a long time. I miss you so much."

"Oh, Captain Li, are you going to take care of my business?" Wang Zhifei said with a smile.

"I'm not the head of the group anymore. I'm the head of the clothing factory now. I can be the head of the group anytime. There's no rush.

I'll make it short this time, Brother Dana, last time you said that as long as it's something, you can get it, is that right?"

Wang Zhifei quickly replied: "Yes! But you know the rules, so I won't tell you the rules. Gold, dollars, antiques, sabers, and epaulettes are all fine.

Last time we sold it for half the price and gave it away for free, but this time, Captain Li, you have to be prepared to bleed heavily."

Li Yunlong also knew that the penicillin in the medical kit last time was a powerful anti-inflammatory drug, more valuable than gold, and there was still no demand for it.

As for the pain-relieving sulfa drugs that were sold at a very low price, the hospitals in the rear were overjoyed and kept asking the brigade commander if he had any more.

"Hahaha, no problem! No problem! Brother Da Na, this time, Old Li doesn't want any guns or cannons. I want you, the powerful brother Da Na, to get some cotton for me.

It’s not much, just 200,000 kilograms will do! If there is a plate of medicine, give me some more. If there is nothing, sulfa painkiller will do."

Wang Zhifei looked at the points and energy points that needed to be exchanged.

"Twenty cotton balls and yellow croaker. As for the medicines, follow the ratio I told you last time. As long as you have a saber and a military rank, any amount of medicine is not a problem."

"Do you really have 200,000 kilograms of cotton?" Li Yunlong widened his eyes in surprise.

Li Yunlong originally only wanted 50,000 kilograms, but he wanted 200,000 kilograms first. Then Wang Zhifei couldn't come up with it, so Li Yunlong had the upper hand and he could slowly reduce the weight by then. Unexpectedly, the other party could really come up with 200,000 kilograms.

As for the price, it can be said to be very cheap!

You have to know that this is a blockade area, so it is not impossible that the amount of goods transported in is doubled.

One large yellow croaker can be exchanged for about 700 dollars, and one dollar can buy ten kilograms of cotton. It seems that one large yellow croaker can buy about 7,000 kilograms of cotton, right?

This price is outside the blockade area, and the price will be at least 20% higher if it is shipped in!
You know, this is war time, this cotton can not only be used to make clothes, but also used in medical treatment and to make nitrocellulose for bullets...

It's okay for a small amount, but for a large amount you basically can't buy it even if you want to. Even when you just make a purchase, the people checking you out are already on the way.

Not only did Wang Zhifei have cotton, but it was also so cheap, which made Li Yunlong a little dumbfounded.

"Can we use something else instead?" Li Yunlong came up with another idea.

"Sure! Antiques and jade are both fine!" Wang Zhifei said with a smile.

Wang Zhifei made a fortune from the jade last time. With the two snuff bottles and the painting, his savings exceeded eight figures.

If it were to happen again...

Li Yunlong smiled and said, "That's good, that's good, I can use something else, Brother Dana, you have helped me a lot, do you think the military district ticket will work?"

(End of this chapter)