"The leaders have said that we revolutionary comrades come from all over the world, but we all come for the same faith, and we are all brothers and sisters in the big family of the revolution, so what's wrong with me calling your brother?" The girl with big braids refused to accept this softness, and twisted a pair of thick eyebrows and fought back angrily.

"Comrade Yingzi, this is an order." The big black face doesn't need a black face, the face is as black as ink.

Liu Lang wanted to cover his head. To tell the truth, the old man at this time, don't be too funny. There are those who order to charge, there are those who order to retreat, and there are even those who order people not to call their brothers.

"Okay, Comrade Liu Yaozu, do you still have a little discipline? When greeting guests, how can there be such a disheveled dress? The girl with big pigtails said with a blank face.

"Why am I disheveled?" The big black face was stunned for a moment, and looked at his body, the wind and discipline were fastened very tightly, and the leggings were perfectly tied, and there was nothing wrong with it at all.

"Humph! So where did the black ash on your face come from? You don't say you're singing in the office. The pigtailed girl snorted coldly.

"Oh! This one! Maybe I rubbed it when I was experimenting with black powder just now! The big black face hurriedly picked up his sleeve and wiped it on his face a few times, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "Look, isn't it clean now." ”

Several Red Army soldiers led by Chuanzi next to him were desperately holding back a smile. Come to think of it, this is not the first time such a drama has appeared.

It's not white, it's still so black, and after being wiped like this a few times, it's not as uniform as the black just now, and the clothes are very dirty. Liu Lang couldn't bear to look directly at the old man who was very puzzled at this time, and the atmosphere of the second pole was very strong.

"You too, black powder is so dangerous。。。。。。" The girl with big pigtails looked concerned and stopped talking. Maybe he thought of something, but he didn't say it after all, and sighed and said: "Hey, let me introduce you, this is Uncle Zhou's friend Liu Shang, he wants to come to do business with us, and specially said that he wants to come to you, you can talk to him!" I've already told Chuanzi about the rest, and I'll go to the chief to report the movements in Nanchang City during this time. ”

"Go, go, a few regiment leaders are not here, but Secretary Zhong is here, I'll talk to this friend first." Big Black Face waved his hand.

It wasn't until the figure of the pigtailed girl disappeared into the gate that the big black face turned his eyes to Liu Lang, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Friend, please inside." ”

"Please." Liu Lang walked away.

"Chuanzi, go and pour me a cup of tea for Mr. Liu, and you guys go back to the station!" If you're in a hurry, the cooking class should also have pumpkin soup and red rice. The big black face who followed behind ordered a few red warriors standing aside.

"Haha, okay!" A few red soldiers saluted the big black face and ran away with a smile on their faces.

Come to think of it, red rice with pumpkin soup is quite attractive to them.

Liu Lang felt a little bitter in his heart, and he was very mother-in-law with red rice and pumpkin soup, so he couldn't change it for something else?

Walking on the road of the Red Regime's territory, Liu Lang, a native of Sichuan, has hardly eaten rice, and even pasta is rare, basically based on red rice, plus pumpkin soup, and he is almost sick to his stomach when he eats it.

Although Liu Lang has received the most cruel training, as long as he can obtain enough energy, he has eaten even the most unpalatable ingredients, but no one will take the initiative to find abuse, right? If you can eat something good, try to satisfy your appetite!

Red rice sounds like a nice name, but the taste of this main crop of the Red Regime era, the rice is coarse, has a very poor taste, and is not even easy to digest, which definitely does not match its nice name.

As for the pumpkin soup, which can be sprinkled as soon as you soak in urine as the only dish, Liu Lang is even more loveless. I don't know what method the red soldiers use to preserve the pumpkins harvested in autumn until the next year, anyway, in Liu Lang's heart, pumpkin soup with red rice is the worst food in this era, almost no one. You know, even in wartime, the independent regiment can ensure that everyone can chew a few beef jerky with rice noodles to satisfy their stomachs.

Thinking that these ancestors had eaten this thing raw in this place for several years, Liu Lang really couldn't admire it.

The place to meet guests was arranged in the courtyard of the government, under a big tree in the courtyard, the two of them sat down on the long wooden bench across the wooden square table, and the big black face spoke first, "I heard that friend Liu is here, one is for public and the other is for private affairs, and my red party members are mainly on official affairs first, so let's talk about official affairs first." ”

"Before talking about business, I want to confirm whether you are Liu Yaozu Liu Section Chief, if not, don't talk about this business." Liu Lang looked at the big black face with some hope.

Although the old man never told him about his position in this period, he also mentioned that he had worked in the logistics department of the Xingguo County garrison, and Liu Lang was almost sure that as long as he was that Liu Yaozu, then he was the person he was looking for.

"Hehe, I'm a revolutionary, I have one thing to say and two things to say, I'm Liu Yaozu, the head of the logistics section of the Second Regiment of the *Legion* Division, you can't go wrong with me for what you want to do." Big Black Face grinned.

Dare to be affectionate, the habit of grinning is also genetic, Liu Lang was a little stunned.

"Okay, then let's talk about business first, I'm here for tungsten sand." Liu Lang resisted an indescribable impulse, tried to calm his emotions and went straight.

"Tungsten sand, we have it, but almost all of them have been wrapped up by Uncle Lang, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. Or I can give you a suggestion, go to Uncle Lang to buy it, just a little more Yinyang. The big black face shook his head.

"No, that's too little, I want more, how much can you provide for Lao Lang in a month?" Liu Lang also shook his head.

"If it weren't for the white dog's strict blockade, I could provide this number." The big black face stretched out a slap.

"I want ten times that." Liu Lang said.

"This is impossible, we don't have such a large tungsten mine in Shengli County, if you really need it, then you have to go to Ganzhou to find General Manager Mao, and the China Tungsten Mining Company of my central government may be able to meet your needs." The big black face was stunned by what Liu Lang said, and a faint disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he said helplessly.

He stretched out a palm and said fifty quintals, but Liu Lang asked for five hundred quintals, which was obviously impossible for the small tungsten mine under their regimental jurisdiction. (Note: During the Republic of China, one load was 100 catties.) ）

As for the China Tungsten Mining Company recommended by the young man, Liu Lang certainly knew that it was one of the earliest companies established by the Red Regime. In 1932, the Provisional Government of the Soviet Central Committee established the China Tungsten Mine Company in Tieshanyuan, Ganzhou, with jurisdiction over production units such as Tieshanyuan Tungsten Mine and Bai'e Sand Washing Plant. This was not an innovation of the Red Regime, and they even set up the Jiangkou Branch of the Foreign Trade Bureau in Ganxian County in later days to sell tungsten ore and pig iron until the Red Regime began the famous strategic shift.

Of course, if Liu Lang went to Ganzhou to find the China Tungsten Mining Company, there would be nothing to do in Shengli County, although all regiments would receive supplies from the central provisional government, but they also needed to generate their own income.

However, the current Liu Lang did not really want to contact the future high-level leaders of the republic first, because at this time, they had not yet fully walked on the right path, and Taizu had just stepped down from the position of chairman of the Central Executive Committee two years ago.

Taizu and his old man need to wait, and Liu Lang also needs to wait, waiting for the most suitable time.

"No, you have tungsten mines, which are much bigger than your current ones, in Shengli County." Liu Lang said confidently.