Chapter 8: Equipment Exchange

  The person going up the mountain was a middle-aged man. Li Shi Jing told Xia Jun that he was the butler of her family. The butler also brought more than a dozen people with him, and all of them were carrying Mauser 98B rifles, which showed that they were not ordinary people in terms of wealth.

  Like Western arsenals, they basically made whatever was profitable and sold them to China within a few months of production.

  Later, due to the US embargo, China could not buy advanced weapons, which made it very difficult to fight during the resistance period.

  Currently, a German-made Mauser 98 rifle can be sold for around 50 silver dollars per unit in China's retail market. Only wealthy individuals can afford to buy guns, and they generally do so for self-defense against bandits.

  In addition, there were also nine-shot guns used in the Russo-Japanese War and a cumbersome ten-shot gun, both of which were relatively backward rifles.

  The housekeeper of Li's family also brought more than a dozen large boxes.

  Soon, the steward of Li's family was invited to the mountain. When the steward went up the mountain, he felt something was wrong. Since when did this bandit lair become a logging site?

  Only thirty or so people were seen logging in the mountains, and no one was standing guard on the mountain. However, Li Shijin and a young man were soon seen walking down the mountain.

  "Who is he to you?" Xia Jun asked Li Shijin on the road.

  "My family's butler, I call him Wang Bo." Li Shijin replied, and Xia Jun nodded.

  "Uncle Wang." As she walked near, Li Shijin waved at her family's butler.

  "Miss, this is." The butler looked at Xia Jun and asked.

  "This is Jianzhou Security Corps Captain Xia Jun, thanks to him for saving me this time, otherwise I would have fallen into the bandits' lair." Li Shijin said.

  "Hello." Xia Jun habitually extended his hand.

  The housekeeper glanced over and pretended he hadn't seen anything, laughing as he clasped his fists together: "Thanks to Captain Xia's timely intervention, otherwise the consequences would have been unthinkable!"

  "It's just a small matter, don't worry about it." Xia Jun glanced at Wang the steward and the guards behind him, saying: "However, in the future, Steward Wang still needs to do a good job of guarding."

  "Naturally, this ten thousand silver dollars will be given to Captain Xia as a reward." The steward Wang said to Xia Jun, and without waiting for Xia Jun to say anything, he continued: "Captain Xia, if there's nothing else, we'll head back to the county town first. Master is worried sick."

  Xia Jun could see a condescending arrogance in the steward's eyes, but Xia Jun wasn't fragile or sensitive enough to have an outburst. He smiled and said, "It's just a small matter, since Steward Wang has taken an interest, I'll thank you for it."

  Li Shi Jing was about to get into the sedan chair when she suddenly thought of something and said to Xia Jun: "Xia classmate, I'll go back first and come to your place later. My family lives in Li's Mansion at the east gate of the county town, feel free to visit my home when you have time. Wang Bo, leave an invitation card for Xia classmate."

  "This is good." Wang Guan saw Li Shijie instructing him and had no choice but to take out an invitation card and hand it over to Xia Jun.

  In this feudal era, when some people with status go to visit others, unless they are relatives or have a very close relationship, they must leave a visiting card, otherwise, even if they shout out loud, the host will not receive them, because this makes people feel disrespected.

  Li Shijin sent an invitation card, apparently a sincere invitation for Xia Jun to visit her home.

  Xia Jun accepted the invitation and nodded at her.

  ……

  After Li Shiying left, Xia Jun immediately called for someone to help and had those silver dollars carried up the mountain. Zhang Si gou came over from the side and said: "Captain, that Miss Li is not simple. If you can climb this big tree, you will be prosperous."

  "What's her family background?" Xia Jun could tell that Li Shijin's family was quite wealthy, but he wasn't very clear on the specifics, so he asked Zhang Sidou.

  "His father, Li Xiao, is a well-known big merchant in Fujian, and he has a lot of influence in the province. Both the underworld and the officialdom give him face, and it's said that his family property is worth three or four million silver dollars." Zhang Si Dog said.

  Xia Jun sneered and said, "Even if you get the person, it's not necessarily that you can get their family property! Now is the era of packaged wedding banquets."

  "Haven't you gone to work yet?" Xia Jun waved his hand at Zhang Sidou, who smiled awkwardly and quickly ran away. Suddenly, Xia Jun called out to him: "Sidou, wait."

  "Is there anything else you'd like to instruct, Captain?"

  "You've studied in a private school for several years, you should know how to keep accounts, shouldn't you?" Xia Jun asked.

  "Okay."

  "You're now the accountant of our security team, and I'll give you 5 silver coins every month," Xia Jun said to himself, thinking that he still needed someone to take care of the finances and had to go find a few cultured people. However, for such an important position as accountant, he had to find someone trustworthy.

  Short-handed!

  Xia Jun then plunged into the major renovation of Shiniu Mountain, directing dozens of people to repair three large warehouses over two days, while also opening up ten acres of paddy fields at the foot of Shiniu Mountain.

  Then Xia Jun exchanged ten kilograms of first-class high-yielding rice seeds from the exchange platform.

  It's now late July. If they plant rice now, it will barely make the season. Xia Jun scattered the seeds and then started to organize the security team.

  At dawn, the sky was near breaking day, a thread of green light spread along the horizon.

  Under the Stone Ox Mountain, a burst of "bang bang bang" sounds and rumbling noises suddenly rang out, quickly waking up the security team members and the bandits who were being reformed.

  "Get everything ready for me, and move down the mountain." A loud voice came from below the mountain, and upon hearing it, the people in the stronghold immediately reacted, knowing it was the captain.

  A group of people hastily put on their clothes and ran down the mountain.

  On the mountain, I saw a large truck at the foot of the mountain, but many people didn't know what it was. This strange thing had never been seen before.

  Xia Jun jumped down from the driver's cab of the truck and closed the door. After getting on the car, he directed the team members who were going downhill to move things up the mountain.

  All I saw was a row of large wooden boxes sealed up at the back of the car.

  "Move these to warehouse number one." Xia Jun handed down the wooden boxes one by one, and the crowd took them and carried them up to the mountain stronghold.

  At this time, a team member didn't catch it tightly, and the wooden box fell directly to the ground.

  There was a loud crack, and the wooden board on top of the wooden box burst open, and a heap of things rolled out from inside.

  "Be careful with your hands." Xia Jun scolded, "Pack things up and move them to the warehouse."

  "Yes, yes, Captain."

  Xia Jun shone his flashlight on the ground, and everyone stared blankly at the ground.