The shopkeeper had an embarrassed expression on his face.

He marveled in his heart that Zhao Zhiguo's ability to achieve the position of commander at such a young age was really due to his outstanding ability, and it was definitely not luck in troubled times.

"Shopkeeper, I told you that the Eighth Route Army is very particular about fairness in sales. Tell the truth, how much does this bracelet cost?"

"Commander Zhao, who achieved his ambition at a young age, is just as rumored to be, and has abilities that ordinary people cannot do!"

The shopkeeper stood up and bowed to Zhao Zhiguo.

"If I were still in the Jinsui Army, I would take advantage of you, and I would even dare to pay fifty oceans for everything on your table," Zhao Zhiguo said.

Zhao Zhiguo is not a saint and a gentleman. Who can not be moved by the yellow gold and green jewelry placed in front of him?

"The Eighth Route Army has strict military discipline, no wonder it is popular with the people." said the shopkeeper.

"Stop flattering and bring me what I can afford. I don't want to waste time with you," Zhao Zhiguo said.

The shopkeeper once again ordered the waiter: "You still don't want to listen to Commander Zhao's arrangements?"

Fifty yuan, this is all the money Zhao Zhiguo accumulated before he joined the Eighth Route Army.

After joining the Eighth Route Army, his allowance was only three yuan as a captain from the beginning, five yuan as a regiment leader, and only increased to eight yuan after he became a military division commander.

Of course this is not the ocean!

During the war years, prices skyrocketed. If it were not for the army's food and housing control, three yuan would not be enough to feed a family.

Zhao Zhiguo chose a hairpin.

"Shopkeeper, if you dare to find someone who buys or sells by force, or if you see a soldier who buys or sells by force, come to me directly," Zhao Zhiguo said.

"Commander Zhao, you run the army strictly, how dare the soldiers violate military discipline?"

"Don't praise me. The higher you praise me, the worse I will fall. With so many people in the army, it is inevitable that some people will not be able to restrain their desires. It is better to ask everyone to supervise us together so that we can keep ourselves in good shape."

Zhao Zhiguo knows very well that everyone is in a different environment and receives a different education, so they have all kinds of strange personalities.

If you want to manage everyone well and rely solely on military discipline and law, it is inevitable that someone will try to touch the red line.

If it is supervised by the general public, even if a problem occurs, Zhao Zhiguo will be able to learn the news in time and make corrections.

The shopkeeper bowed to Zhao Zhiguo: "The Eighth Route Army in Pingcheng is really a blessing to the people. We are so lucky!"

"You businessmen, you don't have a word of truth in your mouth," Zhao Zhiguo shook his head helplessly, "Goodbye!"

People who do business receive guests from all over the world every day. They talk about people and ghosts.

Zhao Zhiguo and the others are soldiers, not politicians, so they are relatively straightforward in character.

Zhao Zhiguo also knew that when soldiers encounter such smooth-talking businessmen, they generally cannot get any advantage from their words.

If they hadn't had guns on them and power in their hands, these businessmen would have killed Zhao Zhiguo like a fat sheep.

"Commander, the shopkeeper is very polite and polite. He seems to be a good person!" said a guard.

"Don't just look at people by their appearance." Zhao Zhiguo said, "This shopkeeper has a sinister heart. He was ready to give us a blow as soon as he walked in."

"Ah? You can't, right? I think I'm quite polite to you."

"What do you know? Do you know what's in that box?" Zhao Zhiguo asked.

"I don't know! It must be a rare treasure!" the guard guessed.

"After years of war, this gold and silver jewelry store can still open. What does it mean?"

"Isn't there someone secretly sponsoring the incident?" a guard asked.

"Are they from the Jinsui Army or from the Japs?" Another guard was surprised.

"It's all about flattering people!" Zhao Zhiguo said, "The box contains indeed rare treasures, but their origins are definitely unknown."

According to the shopkeeper, the store was robbed three times, including by kidnappers.

Who is that little devil? Zhao Zhiguo knows better than anyone else that wherever they go, there are no bones left. How could they leave a treasure behind?

"Commander, could this thing be dug out of the earth?" The guard was startled by his own thoughts.

"We have no evidence, so we can't make lies. Besides, people are doing business openly and openly. We hold a sword of power in our hands, but this sword is for upholding justice, not for killing people."

Zhao Zhiguo speculated that the contents in the box must have been unearthed not long ago.

The shopkeeper originally wanted to use it to curry favor with Zhao Zhiguo, but he didn't expect that Zhao Zhiguo wouldn't accept this trick.

"Commander, do you want someone to keep an eye on them?"

"It's useless to stare. People like them have many channels and many people to deal with. They won't let you find evidence at all." Zhao Zhiguo said.

This kind of interest chain has too much concealment.

And there may be some businessmen involved behind the scenes. Even if you know that the things were dug out of the soil, there is no human witness, no physical evidence, and no oral confession, so you can't give them a final conclusion.

"Okay, don't care about them. Someone will naturally deal with them in the future for this kind of thing!" Zhao Zhiguo said, "Go to prison!"

When the country is stable and has a complete judicial system, these people will not be able to escape even if they want to.

Zhao Zhiguo put the things away and prepared to have someone take them to Sun Siying when someone went to Anyang Town.

Pingcheng Prison has gone through wars and been repaired many times. It is one of the few original buildings that still exists in the city.

The soldiers guarding the prison were from a platoon of the guard battalion. When they saw Zhao Zhiguo coming, they quickly saluted.

Looking at the familiar scene, Zhao Zhiguo felt sad. What happened in the past was still vivid in his mind just yesterday.

"Report to the commander, the commander of the second platoon of the first company of the guard battalion is reporting to you."

When the platoon leader heard that Zhao Zhiguo was coming, he quickly came out to greet him.

The second platoon leader's words interrupted Zhao Zhiguo's thoughts: "Second platoon leader, let me ask you, how many prisoners are being held here now?"

"There are two hundred and seven in total, more than half of them are petty thieves." the second platoon leader replied.

During the war years, even if peace returned to Pingcheng, many people were still hungry.

With no stable jobs and no source of food, many people took desperate risks and became thieves in order to survive.

If the livelihood problem is not solved, the number of thieves will remain high.

"Take me in and have a look!"

After entering prison, everything familiar appeared.

There are shadows of Lu Zheng, shadows of Sun Siying cooking, and the voices of a group of brothers roaring at the Japanese invaders echoing in the corridor...

It's a pity that many people never come back.

"Commander, are you okay?" a guard asked.

"It's okay, it's just that the past is a bit sad!" Zhao Zhiguo shook his head, "Second Platoon Commander, are there any serious crimes in this prison?"
Chapter completed!