When Qian Xiaobao first delivered food to Shanghai, he had a dispute with the people from the 13th Army of the Chinese Expeditionary Army about who should unload food from the ship.

In the end, Qian Xiaobao had to bow his head and find a dock worker to transport the grain to the dock himself.

However, he also secretly colluded with his elder brother Zhang Xinzhai on the beach to replace the northeast japonica rice with the southern indica rice, which made the Thirteenth Army suffer a loss.

The situation is different now. The Chinese dispatched troops from the 11th Army have been waiting for more than ten days from Wuhan to Shanghai, just waiting for this batch of food.

There was no need to discuss with Qian Xiaobao, and the people from the Eleventh Army took the initiative to start transporting food from the ship.

The reason is that they are waiting for this batch of food to rescue them, otherwise the 200,000 Japanese troops would go hungry.

In the words of Northeastern people, I have been waiting for the wolf.

When transporting the grain to the wharf, it will be reloaded onto the small steamer and transported it against the Yangtze River to Wuhan or even Yichang.

Now Qian Xiaobao is standing next to him and has nothing to do. At this moment, Zhang Xinzhai, the eldest brother of Shanghai, sent someone to invite Qian Xiaobao over.

It is August now not the time to purchase medicinal materials, so Qian Xiaobao did not ship medicinal materials on the same boat this time.

Zhang Xinzhai invited Qian Xiaobao to come over and should have a polite treat.

Qian Xiaobao, based on the belief that he would not eat for nothing, and that he would not eat for nothing, and that he would not eat for nothing, and that he would not eat for nothing, and that he would not eat for nothing, and he would not eat for nothing, and he would follow the people to walk out of the dock.

More than 2,000 tons or more than 20,000 bags of grain can be moved until they come back tomorrow morning.

But Qian Xiaobao stopped without taking a few steps.

Dozens of burly men wearing black jackets and black wide-leg pants suddenly appeared in front of them!

"What is this for? Are you Mr. Zhang going to invite me to the Hongmen Banquet?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

The man who came to invite Qian Xiaobao hurriedly explained with a smile on his face: "If it were the day before yesterday, it wouldn't be like this! Now the wind is on the beach, and I have to do this for safety!"

"What's wrong? What happened in Shanghai these two days?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"Yesterday, Zhang Xiaolin, the eldest brother of the Shanghai Green Gang, was shot to death! Now these elder brothers of the Green Gang are hiding at home and not daring to go out easily!" the man explained.

Qian Xiaobao sent grain to Shanghai several times and didn't stay in Shanghai for a long time, so he didn't know much about Shanghai.

But even if he doesn’t know Shanghai, he knows Zhang Xiaolin!

Zhang Xiaolin is the number one brother in the underworld after the Japanese occupied Shanghai. In recent years, he has done many things for the Japanese that the Japanese want to do but cannot do.

Because of this, he has been a guest of honor for the Japanese in the past two years and has taken the opportunity to make a fortune in the national crisis.

Unexpectedly, this Qing Gang brother with thousands of disciples was suddenly shot to death.

Zhang Xiaolin was dead. Brothers from the Qing Gang who were smaller than Zhang Xiaolin's and smaller power were naturally scared and afraid to go out.

"Since that's the case, I won't go, and tell Mr. Zhang not to go out. If you go back and tell Mr. Zhang, I will appreciate his feelings." Qian Xiaobao said.

The first two times Zhang Xinzhai was inviting Qian Xiaobao at the most luxurious hotel in Shanghai. It was really inappropriate to let Zhang Xinzhai treat himself to a meal in the hotel at this time.

The man smiled and said to Qian Xiaobao: "Thank you, Mr. Qian, for understanding our Mr. Zhang! This time Mr. Zhang invited two of them at home. He invited the best chefs in Shanghai to make this helper!"

"Since this is the case, it's hard to be kind, but we both go there." Qian Xiaobao said.

Dozens of big men tied Qian Xiaobao and Kawamoto Taro in the middle and walked out of the dock.

Qian Xiaobao came to Zhang Xinzhai's home in the French Concession. It was not until he walked into the gate of Zhang Xinzhai that he walked out of the door of the western-style building to greet him.

But what surprised Qian Xiaobao was that Zhang Xinzhai did not have a look of panic and fear, but a happy smile on his face.

"Old Master Zhang is calm and composed, he is really handsome!" Qian Xiaobaoyan exclaimed insincerely.

"It's true that fear is true, and it's true that happiness is true!" Zhang Xinzhai said with a smile.

Zhang Xinzhai said he was afraid of Qian Xiaobao's understanding. Who in this world is not afraid of death?

But Zhang Xinzhai said he was happy that Qian Xiaobao didn't understand.

He and Taro Kawamoto walked into the small building and sat down in the large living room.

As soon as he arrived at the door of Zhang's house and went to the living room, Qian Xiaobao saw a total of hundreds of Qing Gang disciples protecting Zhang Xinzhai in the living room outside the gate.

"Tell me, you can cook." Zhang Xinzhai ordered.

"Old Master Zhang, what do you mean by happiness?" Qian Xiaobao asked in confusion.

"Zhang Xiaolin occupies the largest territory of Shanghai. Now that he is dead, the Shanghai beach should be in chaos again." Zhang Xinzhai replied with a smile.

Zhang Xiaolin is dead. In order to compete for the territory he has vacant, these brothers of the Qing Gang should fight again.

"Zhang Xiaolin has the most disciples in Shanghai. He has many business in Huangpu Wharf. He does whatever business he makes. He does whatever business he makes. There are at least dozens of houses under his name." Zhang Xinzhai said.

Qian Xiaobao turned his head and looked at the beautiful small western-style building in Zhang Xinzhai.

"Old Mr. Zhang's small foreign house cost a lot of money, right?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"Not many, there are only forty or fifty big yellow croakers." Zhang Xinzhai replied relaxedly.

Qian Xiaobao is now very concerned about gold. Ten taels of gold bars are called big yellow croaker. Forty or fifty big yellow croaker is four or five hundred taels of gold. This price is much more expensive than the price of a small foreign house in Harbin.

The prices of small foreign buildings in Harbin are getting lower and lower now. The reason is that the rich people in Harbin are now fleeing Harbin, and no one takes over them at all.

Qian Xiaobao feels good about living in a small foreign house. Now when he hears that the small foreign house in Shanghai is worth forty or fifty gold bars, he feels bad immediately.

"So expensive? There are so many foreign buildings in Shanghai than in Harbin. Where can so many rich people buy them?" Qian Xiaobao asked in surprise.

"Now wars are everywhere, and almost all rich people in China have gone to Shanghai to take refuge. Holding the bills in their hands can only watch them turn into waste paper. If they are stored in the bank, they will not maintain their value, so everyone has bought property speculation to maintain their value." Zhang Xinzhai replied.

Qian Xiaoyan nodded. Not only Chinese, but also Russian and Jews in Harbin are running to Shanghai. More and more people are, and houses are naturally becoming more and more expensive.

This time, Qian Xiaobao came to Shanghai to bring a small bag of gold that Xiao Lin Xun gave him at any time.

Before leaving, the two people secretly weighed them roughly for more than seven kilograms.

When Qian Xiaobao came to Shanghai with his pocket, he felt like a rich man. But now he seemed that he couldn't afford a small foreign house.
Chapter completed!