Sitting on the soft sofa, Kawamoto Taro looked around and looked at the large oil painting on the wall and stepped on the wool carpet under his feet. He was still like he was in a dream.

Qian Xiaobao stood barefoot in front of the window and looked at the Suzhou River outside the window, the Broadway Building and the Shanghai Bund in the distance, satisfied.

"Taro, what is life? This is life!" Qian Xiaobao said with emotion.

"I just saw you paying in the back. Staying here costs 200 yen for one night!" Kawamoto Taro said.

If they can't unload the ship in four days, they will have to stay here for at least four days, which means they will cost 800 yen! Kawamoto Taro can't make so much money in two years.

"It's just to make money hard to spend money hard!" Qian Xiaobao said to himself.

What he regrets now is that it is Kawamoto Taro who lives with him, not Kobayashi Kobayashi.

If he and Kobayashi are standing in front of the window and enjoying the scenery, then all the risks they took for money in the past will be worth it.

Of course, it's best to bring that big yellow dog with you as well.

"You can earn money slowly. We two are the heroes of the Kwantung Army's intelligence department! The medicinal materials I brought this time can be sold at a good price!" Qian Xiaobao said.

Kawamoto Taro's heart suddenly thumped. Qian Xiaobao wasn't he corruption, right?

Over the past year, Taro Kawamoto was very serious in handling the accounts and did not make any mistakes.

"This time we can earn back more than 200,000 yen for the Intelligence Department! Taro, how much money do you have in a month now?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

"Twenty-two pieces" Kawamoto Taro replied.

"Twenty-two yuan? The amount of rice you take in a month is several times the price of twenty-two yuan! If you don't take such good medicine, you are already lying in bed now, or you are already..." Qian Xiaobao didn't say anything more.

In the eyes of the great Japanese Empire, which had expanded its territory, the tuberculosis like Taro Kawamoto would die, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

Taro Kawamoto lowered his head in shame.

Yes, if it were corruption, he would have been corruption long ago. Every time he came to Shanghai, he would give him medicine. This is not corruption, or what is it.

The soldiers on the battlefield who deal with inflammation cannot use medicines like Bailang Duoxi, and he has been taking them on time for a year. Calculate the money for medicines to scare people.

"I, Cao Chang, have 75 yuan a month, which is much higher than you. But now the prices are soaring, what can this money do?" Qian Xiaobao said.

What Qian Xiaobao didn't say was that he had an additional 200 yen per month for receiving the medal of the Sixth-grade Gold Group.

So in fact, Qian Xiaobao's income is more than that of an Army Major.

"I still recommend this idea to the intelligence department to purchase medicinal materials and sell them to Shanghai. Only by eating well and living well can we make greater contributions to the Great Japanese Empire!" Qian Xiaobao continued.

Kawamoto Taro felt that Qian Xiaobao was right, but then he thought about it and felt something was wrong.

"When I first arrived in Harbin in 1937, the pork was only 50 cents, but now the pork is already three yuan! But the money we put in our pockets every month has not changed. How can we live this day? So I think the price of various medicinal materials this time will be increased by half! If Zhang Xinzhai doesn't want to, we will find someone else!" Qian Xiaobao said decisively.

The setting sun sets inlaid with a circle of shiny gold edges on Qian Xiaobao's body standing in front of the window.

Taro Kawamoto looked at Qian Xiaobao standing in front of the window and felt that his figure was extremely tall.

This person is so amazing that he has increased his income for the Kwantung Army Intelligence Department and has not treated himself badly!

"It's too troublesome to increase the price by 50%, so I'll double it! Then let the old guy named Zhang bargain. These people in the world do everything behind the scenes, but they all treat Guan Gong as loyal and righteous in front of them! Don't mess with me, I'll bring back the three people in Harbin. In this way, Zhang Xinzhai will poison the Qing Gang brothers in order to grab the territory!" Qian Xiaobao said.

"You go and take a shower first, I will wash after you finish the shower. Then we two go downstairs to have a good meal. Come back and have a good sleep. We can be at the beach from tomorrow!" Qian Xiaobao said at the end.

The next morning, Taro Kawamoto finally woke up Qian Xiaobao who was lying in a comfortable bed.

"I almost forgot, and I have to deliver food to the people on the boat!" Qian Xiaobao got up and said.

He wanted to tell Kawamoto Taro that he also had a set of such a comfortable large bed and bedding at home.

Qian Xiaobao and Kawamoto Taro ran to the store and bought hundreds of steamed buns and vegetables, hired a car to take it to Huangpu Pier.

Thousands of dock workers are still busy on the dock. After weapons and ammunition are unloaded on the dock, they are loaded on ships with smaller displacement, and ships are transported from the Yangtze River to Wuhan.

In order to speed up the progress, tens of thousands of dock workers took turns to work and unload goods day and night.

The people on the three training boats rowed three small boats to the shore.

Qian Xiaobao watched the steamed buns and vegetables loaded onto the boat and left with Kawamoto Taro.

"Let's go, let's talk to that old guy Zhang Xinzhai now!" Qian Xiaobao said to Kawamoto Taro.

Since the three boats of the Manchukuo Maritime Police Force did not dock, no one informed Zhang Xinzhai.

Zhang Xinzhai was surprised by Qian Xiaobao's sudden visit.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sending medicinal materials to you. Now it's time for you to get rich! Are you happy?" Qian Xiaobao asked with a smile.

"When we two brothers came, we passed by several traditional Chinese medicine shops. The people who bought medicines inside said that the price of traditional Chinese medicine has increased, and they were so angry that they cursed! There has been no way out these days." Qian Xiaobao said with emotion.

"You old man eat meat and let the Japanese drink soup! It would be awesome if this matter spreads!" Qian Xiaobao said with a stern face.

Qian Xiaobao's face changed into a pack of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness within a few seconds.

Taro Kawamoto sat next to him and looked at Qian Xiaobao with a respectful look on his face.

"The prices have soared in the past two years! I have no objection to the price of medicinal materials rising a little," said Zhang Xinzhai.

"Old Master Zhang is more wise than righteousness! Don't have to go too far, just double it!" Qian Xiaobao said while slapped the table.

Zhang Xinzhai shook his hand and poured tea on his knees.

If Qian Xiaobao is not wearing the weasel skin of a Japanese soldier now, Zhang Xinzhai has already asked someone to put Qian Xiaobao in the oil pan.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Brother Qian, isn't this price a little too much?"

"The old man sent someone to the dock to see. It will take a few days for our boat to unload the goods. During this period, people will have to feed at least eight thousand horses, right? I was so anxious that my brother Kawamoto and I didn't sleep all night at the Licha Hotel last night!" Qian Xiaobao said with a sad face.

Half an hour later, Qian Xiaobao and Kawamoto Taro walked out of Zhang Xinzhai's small foreign building.

Kawamoto Taro also held an envelope in his hand.

The price has been negotiated, and it has increased by 60%.

Taro Kawamoto wants to hand the envelope to Qian Xiaobao.

"You'd better take it. The food you bought for the people on the boat these days is paid from here, and the money we had for staying in a hotel. The rest is yours!" Qian Xiaobao said.
Chapter completed!