All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 225, Financial War
On the way back out of the barracks.

Zhao Wu couldn't help asking the doubts in his heart: "Why did you save those Japanese soldiers? They are all executioners who killed our compatriots, so they should die."

He needs an explanation, an explanation that is convincing enough.

Regarding the difference in status in the morning, Chen Hao persuaded him, and the advantage of entering and leaving the Japanese military camp at will was realized not long ago.

Giving those damned Japanese soldiers medical treatment, Zhao Wu disagreed.

That more than 30 wounded Japanese soldiers was more than half the size of a squad.

In order to kill them, how much did the anti-Japanese troops pay?
The same scale is impossible, at least more than double.

Healing these Japanese soldiers means that the soldiers who sacrificed for it died in vain, and the soldiers who were injured and had no cure for it suffered in vain.

In Zhao Wu's view, it is indeed necessary to win the trust of the Japanese army, but it cannot be so bottomless that it is completely funding the enemy.

The young man had a serious face with Chinese characters, and his eyes were full of stubbornness when he raised his head.

Chen Hao looked at him, and couldn't help but think of Xu Sanduo, who was so similar, stubborn and simple and foolish.

How to explain it to him?
The medicine for the wounded in Japan is for the design of the genius doctor, and the current investment is for greater output in the future.

At that time, I will earn back ten times and a hundred times.

Zhao Wu might not understand it, and his straightforward nature might be difficult to understand. In order to achieve a certain purpose, he would do things against his will and win the trust of the enemy.

Chen Hao thought for a while, and a white lie came to his lips: "The batch of medicine I asked you to take has chronic toxins. The wounded Japanese soldiers will not die immediately after using this medicine, but they will not live long either."

Anyway, according to the plan, all the Japanese soldiers in the station barracks had to die.

They can't wait for his so-called chronic toxin attack, and they will all be dead anyway, so what he said is fine.

Those people can't get up and die twice!
"Ah, I'm sorry... the shopkeeper."

Zhao Wu's face flushed with embarrassment, he actually misunderstood his benefactor again.

Chen Hao was not embarrassed anyway, he said generously: "Needless to say I'm sorry, all your friends and colleagues died at the hands of the Japanese, it's normal to want them to die..."

"Shopkeeper, I added poison to the medicine I brought, and it will probably happen tomorrow morning."

The more Zhao Wu talked, the more guilty he felt. He knew that sooner or later he would confess. After all, if something happened, the benefactor would not be able to escape.

So say ahead, run ahead.

How could he have imagined that he was going too far and ruined the benefactor's plan, and now his intestines are full of regret.

Chen Hao's magnanimous smile froze, he didn't expect the slap in the face so quickly.

I really saved a talent!

I brought Zhao Wu with me to see that he is simple and educated, and it is a good helper to cultivate him.

How could Chen Hao have imagined that this inattentiveness directly caused him a basket.

There was something wrong with the Japanese soldier who took the medicine. Don't even think about it. Lieutenant Kitahara-san, who was so excited not long ago that he hugged his thigh and kowtowed, would lead his troops to arrest people immediately.

The medicine has already been used by the Japanese soldiers, and it is too late to say anything now.

Pharmacies and banks must be abandoned, and valuables must be moved quickly.

Just now he admitted to injecting chronic toxins into the Japanese soldiers, but Zhao Wu was just a little earlier, and Chen Hao couldn't speak even if he wanted to curse.

The hole I dug, I have to bury my tears.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Zhao Wu asked cautiously, "Boss, are you alright?"

"Tell me first, did you do other things without telling me?"

"No, it's this one."

Zhao Wu explained his thoughts: "I thought that if I had the opportunity to kill more than [-] devils and avenge the brothers who died, even if I died immediately, it would be worth it."

Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid of this idiot.

Now that something has happened, you have to think about how to remedy it.

Walking back with thoughts on his mind, when passing by the station square, Chen Hao saw a familiar face.

Zhang San, why is he here?

Zhang San is the protagonist in Erpao's hand, the long-term worker of the landlord's family, but he has won the love of the landlord's lady.

When a rich lady marries a poor scholar, she is a poor scholar who has no ambitions.

It is absolutely rare for a rich lady to marry a long-term worker in the family.Can the landlord allow it?

Of course not.

Zhang San went up the mountain and became a bandit.Because he was ranked ninth in the cottage, others gave him the nickname Thief Nine.

The cottage was encircled and suppressed by the Kwantung Army because of its opposition to the Japanese.

The one who carried it out was Ling Zhiyu's fiancé, Shao Zuo Sanada, and the two of them could be called blood feuds.

Zhang San was exiled in the pass due to various reasons. Because of his good marksmanship and talent, he was favored by the Eighth Route Army.

Now appearing at Beiyi Station, it means that the plot of making trouble at the station is about to unfold.

Chen Hao recalled the plot.

If it was before, he would definitely find a way to stop it, and not let Zhang San ruin his plan.

It doesn't matter now.

Let it all be destroyed.

"Shopkeeper, what are you looking at?"

Zhao Wu was a little anxious, their time was running out, and the Japanese would find out that something was wrong as soon as tomorrow morning.

Chen Hao came back to his senses: "It's nothing, you do as I told you."

Zhao Wu understood buying two carriages to take away the things in the warehouse, and he was even going to suggest it.

But pull two boxes of Japanese yen and make deals with the Japanese.

Zhao Wu couldn't figure it out again, it's a life-and-death situation, why give money to the enemy?

Chen Hao took him back to the bank, pointed to the boxes full of banknotes in the warehouse and asked, "What is money?"

"Money is bills, dollars and yen."

Knowing Chen Hao's temper, Zhao Wu thought for a while before saying.

His eyes were full of curiosity, and he really wanted to know if his answer was right.

Chen Hao said lightly: "Money is made of special paper, color-changing ink, and processed by printing machines."

He remembers the printing of US dollars by the counterfeit banknote group, the first three: printing machines, acid-free paper and color-changing ink, and of course the most important banknote template.

Counterfeit banknotes in the 21st century are not so easy to print and require a professional team.

But for counterfeit banknotes in the [-]th century, the most top-secret information can be decrypted after hundreds of years.

As long as you can afford it, it's too simple to come up with a set of production machines.

Chen Hao told Zhao Wu that he could print counterfeit yen notes: "So these are paper, a little special paper."

"what!"

Zhao Wu's mouth was wide open, and his eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

It never occurred to him that the money was actually fake.They look decidedly more real than real money.

Every day so many people take loans from banks and take away countless banknotes.

No one actually saw through.

"You're stunned!" Chen Hao said with a smile, "Let me ask you again, what is the function of money?"

Zhao Wu came back to his senses and said without hesitation: "Of course it's shopping, food and drink, everything can be bought with money."

"Then let me ask you, can the money be used for food?"

"Of course not, how can I eat money!"

Finally leading to the main topic, Chen Hao said proudly: "This is not clear, we can print money with paper, but this money cannot be used as food or drink.

We have to find ways to spend it and replace it with what we need.Food, cloth, medicinal materials, gold and silver.

Do you still think that we lose money in doing business with the Japanese? "

Zhao Wu shook his head: "It's not a loss, it's too profitable."

Take a pile of printed paper, and you can easily exchange it for something that can be used, so how can you still lose money?

If you can lose money, you won't be able to make money.

At the same time, Zhao Wu understood why, Chen Hao was extraordinarily generous, often buying large sums of supplies and transporting them away.

I thought it was a trade before, but now it seems that I am using counterfeit banknotes to plunder supplies.

But the previous question was solved, and a new question appeared.

It is understandable to use counterfeit Japanese yen to buy things with the Japanese, and also to do business with businessmen in their own countries, and there are some ordinary people who hold gold and silver jewelry as collateral.

Isn't this cheating them?

Chen Hao said that there is no need to worry. The counterfeit banknotes they make are well printed and the Japanese cannot find them.

A large amount of yen will not only circulate here, but also flow back to Japan and even the international market.

This is equivalent to collecting seigniorage instead of Japan, and it will also disrupt the economies of other countries.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

It is very painful to do a very meaningful thing and not be able to tell the outside world, just like a night walk in brocade clothes without returning home after wealth.

Chen Hao is willing to spend some time talking about his plan to the only listener at the moment.

"The great war madman, the French Emperor Napoleon, said: War is money first, money second, and money third.

Only when you have money can you recruit soldiers and horses, you can buy good weapons if you have money, and you can buy food to fill the stomachs of soldiers if you have money.

Even if you have money, you can pay the military salary to inspire the morale of the soldiers to fight bravely.

Do you say money is important? "

Zhao Wu nodded ignorantly, the amount of information was too much, he needed a time to digest it.

Chen Hao only needs an audience to listen to his greatness.

The plan worked out well.

Within a month of coming here, counterfeit banknotes were circulated on the market through the newly established bank, and customers' collaterals were transformed into various materials.

There are more than a dozen warehouses hoarded just for the necessities of life such as food and cloth.

Gold ginseng, gems and jade and other treasures have also been made into several large boxes, and the cost of carrying out this mission has been earned back.

Now that something like this has happened, the days of stability will come to an end, and the plan will also be terminated.

But Chen Hao didn't care.

At the small North Post Station, it is only used to test the feasibility of the plan.

The printed counterfeit yen bills can be misleading, and the next step can be distributed to larger places.

At present, the currencies of various countries are directly linked to gold.

For example, $35 can be exchanged for one ounce of gold, and about two yen can be exchanged for one dollar at this time.

It is exciting to think about printing counterfeit banknotes directly to buy gold.

Chen Hao hid the follow-up plan in his heart, and patted Zhao Wu on the shoulder, letting him recover from the recollection of his own brilliance.

"Quickly go and collect the things the Japanese sent to your door, and send them on the pole, don't want them for nothing."

He decided that it was impossible to give up the last cash.

Even if the Japanese die, they have to let him make money first.

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(End of this chapter)