Xie Tian looked at the soldier and smiled: "I want to go home and be like them, hand over equipment here and receive severance pay there."
The soldier stood there motionless, looked at Xie Tian and said uneasily: "I met a fellow villager the day before yesterday. The fellow villager said that my father broke his leg. I want to go home and have a look, and come back after settling down at home."
Xie Tian's eyes widened: "Then what the hell are you doing? Just go back to your company commander and ask for leave. Tell your company commander that I am the one who will give you the leave."
The soldier grinned and glanced at the pile of money being distributed.
Xie Tian smiled: "You want to take money back to treat your father, right? Go back and sit tight for me, and I will give you the money later."
"Hey," the soldier responded happily, "Then what I just said doesn't count. I'll go back and sit down."
After that, the soldier turned and ran away.
Xie Tian smiled and scolded: "This bastard has no nerve in his head."
Pang Yuan chuckled and looked at Xie Tian and said, "Baoqing, things are different now. It's time to clean up the loose ends in your mouth."
Xie Tian smiled awkwardly: "Brother Pang is criticizing, I will pay attention to it in the future."
The process of handing over equipment, collecting severance pay and getting directions actually took nearly two hours. This was due to the large number of soldiers who wanted to go home and two more reception and distribution points were set up.
However, the atmosphere at the scene was always lively. With so many people gathered together, it was hard to imagine whether it would be lively or not.
But Chu Yunfei, who was sitting behind the conference table, began to feel embarrassed. In the Yaqian Square of Nuo University, several square formations of the People's Liberation Army were almost motionless. Only a dozen soldiers handed over their equipment for one reason or another. Although Chu Yunfei left in exchange for severance pay, the phalanx of Chu Yunfei's 358th regiment was missing a full third. The four infantry battalions and one artillery battalion he brought with him left more than one battalion of men.
He was pretty good, but Bai Jiaoren, who was sitting behind the conference table, was already restless.
The security brigade square formation has long become sparse, and there are only two to three hundred soldiers still sitting in place, which is the strength of two companies.
If he followed the rules set by Xie Tian for him, he wouldn't even be a battalion commander now. How could he have the nerve to sit behind this conference table?
After finally sending away the last soldier who wanted to go home, Xie Tian stood up, glanced at the venue, picked up the microphone and said loudly: "Very good, the brothers who stay now, you will be my brothers in life and death from Xie Baoqing. Let's work together Work hard, fight the Japanese, kill the traitors, and rebuild our homes."
"Fight the Japanese, kill the traitors, and rebuild our homes." The soldiers raised their arms and shouted slogans.
Xie Tian pressed his hand down, waited until the venue calmed down and said: "The chief of staff will organize to give you allowances later. Each person will be given 20,000 little devil's military coupons, squad leader 40,000, platoon leader 80,000, company commander 160,000, battalion commander 320,000, regiment commander 640,000, don’t be dissatisfied, this is how I work, if you have the ability, you can do something for me, you can also get so much money."
The venue was already in a state of excitement. Each soldier was given 20,000 yuan, and all the soldiers were now small landowners.
That's not to mention the 640,000 yuan from the leader, a rich man.
The soldiers screamed with excitement, but they couldn't suppress Xie Tian's shouts from the loudspeaker: "Don't be so busy shouting, just listen to what I have to say. This little devil's military tickets are now money. It will be a pile of waste paper soon. I will send it to you. You can spend it on your own. I don’t care. But on my territory, this thing is not worth a cent. My territory has stopped currency transactions now. Who can Money is not easy to use on my territory, our transactions are bartering, and we can exchange whatever we want to buy."
The excited soldiers were confused. What do you mean? This money is no longer money in our liberated areas?
Now the monetary policy in northwestern Shanxi and even in China is too chaotic. The Kuomintang-controlled areas use legal currency (gold yuan coupons), the Japanese war zone uses military coupons (gold coupons), and the Eighth Route Army base areas use their own border currency. There are many types of border currency alone, so many Different types of currencies do not circulate with each other, and private exchanges follow the market, and the price will be the same in a short time.
Relatively speaking, silver dollars and gold bars are the most stable. After all, these two currencies are made of precious metals and are hard currencies that can be used no matter where they go.
Antiques from the golden age of troubled times are applicable in any era.
And now Xie Tian is overthrowing all currencies in his liberated areas and implementing barter. This is the simplest and most effective way to solve the currency chaos.
The excited soldiers were poured cold water on their heads by Xie Tian, and the regiment leader's 640,000 yuan no longer tasted good.
Xie Tian laughed: "Brothers, are you very disappointed? I brought a pile of waste paper to fool you?"
"Yes", at least hundreds of soldiers responded to Xie Tian, but everyone's mentality was clear. Soldiers who had been with Xie Tian for a long time knew that Xie Tian must have something to say.
Xie Tian smiled and said: "Then why don't you hurry up and get your money and go run and spend it? You can buy something now while this pile of waste paper can still be bought. Whatever you buy, you will make money. I will give you a holiday from today on." , each group arranges a battalion to go out to buy every day, and the group arranges trucks to transport you to the Japanese-occupied area. You can do whatever you want, and I don’t care if you find a little Japanese flower girl, but there is one thing, you are all damned Remember this, first of all, don't harm the common people, and secondly, please pay attention to my safety. We are here to spend money as adults, not to fight with the little devils. If you encounter the little devils, you should hide away from me. I have to fucking hold it back, if you can’t hold it anymore, I’ll beat the fuck out of you.”
The soldiers laughed loudly and used their money to harm the little devils. This was so much more fun than killing them.
Xie Tian put down the microphone and looked at Wu Wenhua and said in a deep voice: "Wenhua, you arrange arrangements to pay the soldiers. Brother Pang, I will have a meeting first, and we will discuss your matters later."
Pang Yuan nodded: "You go and do your work. I will give the soldiers some advice. Although the money will soon turn into waste paper, it must be spent wisely."
Of course Pang Yuan knew that what Xie Tian said just now about finding a Japanese flower girl was a joke, but good steel must be used on the blade to exert its greatest effect.
Xie Tian smiled: "That's troublesome for Brother Pang."
Pang Yuan chuckled and said: "The more troubles like this, the better. We are troublesome, but the little devil is more troublesome than us."
Xie Tian and others laughed. The little devil was not more troublesome, but more troublesome.
Since Pang Yuan stabilized Qizhou, he has been non-stop arranging for people to go out with the Japanese military tickets to grab supplies. He has even sent people to big cities such as Peking, Tianjin and so on. It is estimated that it won't be long before the Japanese war zone will be in chaos, and the financial industry will be in chaos. The system completely collapsed.
