Qian Xiaobao returned to Harbin three days later.

He took the initiative to make the food matter by himself, and although he brought back 50,000 yen Qian Xiaobao still had no idea.

He decided to go back to the Hilu Association School first to tell Yamamoto Heisaku about this matter and then ask him to go to the Kanto Military Intelligence Department to communicate with the chief.

Qian Xiaobao took a suitcase and wine to the Rilu Association School to meet Yamamoto Heizaki.

Seeing that Qian Xiaobao came back smoothly and before he could speak, Qian Xiaobao opened his suitcase and pushed it in front of him.

"So much money! Where did it come from?" Yamamoto Heizaki asked in surprise.

"This batch of grain was given to the 13th Army by the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department. But not only did they not appreciate it, they also asked me to transport 250 tons of grain to the dock. It would take a lot of money to hire dock workers, so where did I have it!" Qian Xiaobao said.

"Did you report?" Yamamoto Heizaki asked.

"I reported to the Intelligence Department using the telegram on the patrol boat. The Intelligence Department asked me to complete the task." Qian Xiaobao replied.

"Then how did you do it?" Yamamoto Heizaki asked.

"I just brought three people. How could four people transport 250 tons of grain to the dock? I can only find ways from other aspects." Qian Xiaobao said.

"I met with the Qing Gang brother who managed the dock workers at the dock. They secretly replaced part of the high-quality northeast japonica rice with the southern indica rice. The difference in the middle was offset by the wages, and the other part was here." Qian Xiaobao explained.

Yamamoto Heizaki looked at Qian Xiaobao for a moment and didn't know how to judge this matter.

"Teacher Yamamoto, we were two of us going to Wuchang to each of the development groups and asked them to hand over the grain to the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department. Don't you feel sorry for giving such good rice to them for free? But they are almost hungry and they are not grateful!" Qian Xiaobao said angrily.

"The next morning, the people at the Thirteenth Army Station had already been accepted at the dock, and there was no problem with everything. If there was a problem in the future, it would be their business and it had nothing to do with us!" Qian Xiaobao continued.

Yamamoto Heizaki looked at Qian Xiaobao and then looked at the 50,000 yen in the suitcase and said, "Okay, I'll take this money to the Intelligence Department to meet Chief Yamaoka."

Qian Xiaobao pushed forward the two bottles of wine he brought back.

"Give these two bottles of wine to Teacher Yamamoto and the other one to Chief Yamaoka," Qian Xiaobao said.

After Yamamoto Heizaki left with his things, Qian Xiaobao was waiting anxiously in the office.

More than an hour later, Yamamoto Heizaki came back with empty hands.

"You will go to the Kanto Army Intelligence Department immediately, and Chief Yamaoka will see you soon." Yamamoto Heizaki said.

Seeing Qian Xiaobao's hesitation, Yamamoto Heizaki comforted him: "Don't worry, Chief Yamaoka just wants to ask you about the situation in Shanghai."

Only then did Qian Xiaobao go to the headquarters building of the Intelligence Department with confidence.

When Yamaoka Daowu saw Qian Xiaobao coming in and saluted him, he nodded and smiled and said, "How is it, is Shanghai still so messy now?"

A year ago, Yamaoka Dobu took Ogasawara and Qian Xiaobao to Shanghai and encountered an assassination by an underground anti-Japanese organization.

"I only stayed in Shanghai for more than a day, and spent most of my time on the boat and didn't understand the situation. But I think it should be similar to a year ago." Qian Xiaobao replied.

Yamaoka Daobu nodded and changed the topic: "I heard that the food prices in southern China are very high now?"

"Many farmers have run away, and the price of food in the land is of course high. In addition, the legal currency is not valuable at all, and the price is the same every day." Qian Xiaobao replied.

"How much grain is there in the Sankeshu grain warehouse?" asked Yamaoka Daowu.

"There are only a few thousand kilograms of rice left, and more than 20,000 kilograms of soybeans left." Qian Xiaobao replied.

He is not the person in charge of the warehouse, so this question should be answered more accurately.

Yamaoka Daowu stood up and walked back and forth a few steps and said to Qian Xiaobao: "You are a local person and are familiar with the situation. Do you know the rice cultivation in Mudanjiang and other places in Harbin?"

"I know one thing. Most of the rice is planted by pioneer groups. Usually, the common people grow very few. They like to grow corn and sorghum." Qian Xiaobao replied.

Because rice and wheat are grown, they can only be grown but not eaten. Moreover, the purchase price of Japanese people is extremely low, and farmers’ money for selling rice and wheat is not enough to buy food, so they are unwilling to grow rice and wheat.

But Qian Xiaobao cannot tell Yamaoka Daowu Ming about this reason.

"It's December now, so it's too late to not collect food. You must fill the warehouse of Sanke Trees within a month! Can you do this if you were asked to do this?" asked Yamaoka Dowu.

"What should I do if I collect money from food?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"The only thing you paid is the 50,000 yen." Yamaoka Dotake replied.

Yamaoka Duobu felt it was appropriate to let Qian Xiaobao, a Manchu, do such a thing. How could those in the Intelligence Department who graduated from Japanese non-commissioned officer schools be willing to do such things?

Other Manchu people in the Intelligence Department may be willing to do it, but they are not trusted by the Intelligence Department.

"Now the German business representative in Manchuria is buying soybeans in a big way. You must act quickly!" Yamaoka Daobu reminded.

The Germans now purchase soybeans in Manchuria are like pouring them into bottomless pits, and they need as much as they have, even without caring about the price at all.

Japan, which is on the surface friendly relations with Germany, is difficult to stop. Soybeans need to be transported by Siberian railways, and the northern powers that cannot be spared will be left to the point.

"Okay, I will definitely complete the task!" Qian Xiaobao replied intently.

"But Chief Yamaoka, 50,000 yen is too little. It is necessary to turn it into 100,000 yen and 200,000 yen to do things." Qian Xiaobao said.

Yamaoka Dobu nodded: "Okay, go and do it. If you have any questions, come to me."

Since he was going out to buy grain, Qian Xiaobao had to bring Zhang Wenyou and Zhao Quanfu with him.

When he arrived at Sun Dajiao and Rolling Dragon's home, Sun Dajiao had already put on the high-heeled leather shoes that Zhao Quanfu bought for her in Shanghai.

Every time Sun Dajiao took a step in high-heeled leather shoes, the Rolling Dragon felt a sudden thrust in his heart, for fear that Sun Dajiao would step on the ground to make a pit!

"Sister, is it beautiful? The willow waist that sets off your slender waist looks particularly slim!" Zhao Quanfu and Zhao Laonian said loudly.

Sun Dajiao shook his waist, which was two circles thicker than a bucket, and said with a smile: "I also think walking with these shoes is full of wind! Thank you brother, you will buy me something!"

Zhang Wenyou, who bought a Hadmen cigarette for Sun Dajiao in Shanghai, now has a face like a bitter gourd.

Qian Xiaobao looked at Sun Da’s solemn foot and thought: Walking with wind? It’s the whole black bear monster in Journey to the West!
Chapter completed!