Mu Jiaqi certainly knows how to hoard.
The biggest problem now is transportation.
In the past, government troops and local armies prohibited the movement of people of all ethnic groups, but once caught, they would be sent to the mines as slaves. But because all the caravans are Chinese, there is no restriction.
But now the caravan is gone.
Even if Ma Wei can recruit the disciples of the cavalry stranded in northern Myanmar to reorganize the cavalry.
However, this special treatment is gone.
Therefore, crossing the Burma Highway is actually a very dangerous behavior.
The local army will not only confiscate goods, but also arrest people.
The slightest resistance will be massacred.
Therefore, what the Third Elder said is right, this batch of goods will definitely make huge profits.
However, the Mu family in the Golden Triangle urgently needs to stockpile some food to survive the unpredictable situation.
The third elder glanced at him with a smile: "The war will not last long. Even if old Sanji obtained sophisticated weapons, every bullet fired is money. The daily consumption of the Kachin Independence Army is a very large amount." Horrible numbers. This is true for the Kachin people, and the same is true for the government army and the Kachin Regional Army..."
Mu Jiaqi's heart moved: "What inside information did the third elder get?"
The third elder pretended to smile reservedly: "Now, this is just the last madness of the government forces."
Mu Jiaqi shook his head and smiled bitterly. He finally understood that the third elder who had always been his backer was really short-sighted.
But he couldn't criticize the third elder harshly.
Even among the Benglong clan, the third elder cannot interfere in the military affairs. Therefore, our views on the current situation come from unreliable gossip.
That's right, fighting a war means fighting for money.
In the end, the fight will be about who has the stronger financial resources.
But with the support of Teng Chong Yingjiang and Ruili, Lao Sangji, who owns the entire Pagan field area, will not be short of money at all.
However, the government army needs to open a public offering to raise military expenses.
But if the war does not cease, the public meeting cannot be held.
In the end, the big bosses of the government army will beg old Sanghi to sit at the negotiating table again.
The war in northern Myanmar will be suspended until old Sanchi gets what he wants.
But this is not good news for the Golden Triangle.
The government army did not take advantage of the Kachin people, and its butcher knife will eventually fall on the Wa, Karen or Kokang...
And the possibility of being bold is the greatest.
The war blocked the roads and the Kokang people could not get supplies, but the drug lords made the most money.
Accumulating money that cannot be spent not only attracts thieves but also robbers.
The government troops not only preached justice, but also received benefits.
Kokang is like leeks, you can cut them one crop after another. The more you dig out jadeite and gemstones, the fewer they will be. But poppies, as long as you plant them every year, they will grow...
The more Mu Jiaqi thought about it, the more worried he became. He looked at the third elder and said, "If there is another problem with the goods in these three warehouses, I will quit Mogok."
The third elder's smile suddenly solidified on his fat face.
Mu Jiaqi came to Mogok to do business and relied on the third elder.
But the money shared by the third elder also came from Mu Jiaqi's hand.
Mu Jiaqi could choose the Baldwin mining area as a distribution location for drugs. However, the third elder could not find Zhu Longmei to share the money.
Seeing that he understood what he meant, Mu Jiaqi smiled: "That's it, I'm leaving."
The elders of the second clan led a group of village leaders and walked into the room respectfully.
The third elder looked up, but remained silent.
Outside the building, it was raining lightly.
But it still couldn't stop people's enthusiasm. Outside Happy Valley, there was a lot of traffic and a constant stream of traffic.
Suddenly, from the distant streets, some young men came in small groups, walking slowly towards the colorful gate of Happy Valley.
At first, this group of people had not attracted the attention of the security personnel.
After all, they are in clusters, just like the vendors selling stones and gems on the streets. They occasionally stop the merchants walking out of Happy Valley to say a few words.
When they walked to the door, the number of people stood out. At a glance, they saw at least fifty or sixty people.
But the security personnel are still not vigilant enough.
After all, Happy Valley is the property of the Presbyterian Church. Anyone who dares to cause trouble here will be shot by the Wushou Brigade.
However, a few minutes later, the entire entrance to Happy Valley was blocked by this group of young people.
The security personnel then used the intercom and made a report to the security captain inside.
The security captain hurriedly walked out, glanced around the crowd, and suddenly shouted: "Alian, shouldn't you be in Nankan?"
A strong young man walked out from the crowd and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Captain Li. We have made meritorious service a few days ago, so the young commander gave us a holiday. You also know that place in Nankan, where even a beautiful woman can be found." Not even."
Captain Li felt relieved and said, "It seems that Commander Wu'an has given you a lot of rewards. You even dared to enter the Happy Valley. Since you are here, why don't you enter?"
A Liang chuckled and said: "Brother Li, you have promoted me. All the rewards from the young commander have been given to the family. Today is the young commander's treat."
Brother Li suddenly trembled in fright.
At this moment, a 213 stopped at the entrance of Happy Valley.
Wu An pushed open the car door, and an umbrella instantly appeared above his head.
Sixty or seventy young men standing at the door put their legs together and performed a military salute: "Brigade Commander."
Wu An nodded, stepped up the steps of Happy Valley, and his eyes fell on Brother Li: "Brother Li, long time no see."
"Young Commander, when did you return to Mogok?" Brother Li was very familiar with Wu An and quickly stepped forward to ask.
"some days ago."
Brother Li smiled and said: "Then I will arrange a few big houses first."
Wu An nodded with a smile and strode into Happy Valley with a group of soldiers: "By the way, where is the third elder?"
Brother Li's face trembled: "What does the young commander want to do with the third elder?"
Wu An's eyes turned slightly cold: "You dare to inquire about important military matters."
Brother Li's smile suddenly froze on his face.
He turned around and looked at the young man standing outside the door. He had a bulging waist, obviously he was carrying a guy.
He knew something was wrong, but he didn't dare to move.
Although Wu Dan and Wu An are brothers, their personalities are too different.
Wu An has always been a master who says the same thing and will destroy others if he says it again.
Wu An patted him on the shoulder: "Take me to see the third elder."
Qiu Hu stood on the window sill, looking at the chaotic crowd. He turned back and shouted to the second clan elder: "Uncle clan, come and take a look. There are many people outside."
The old man from the second clan stood up and walked over, standing on the window sill and looking down: "Now that soldiers have money, they dare to come to places like Happy Valley."
With a "bang", the door of the flower hall was pushed open, and a dozen soldiers broke in and quickly stood in two rows at the door.
Wu An walked in looking around as if he were going shopping.
