I became the father of the young marshal
37 Store up food and grass, and slowly become king!

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In the end, most of the bandits were people who could not survive. There was also a portion who had been dragged in. It was not easy to get out after entering the mountain gate.

Once a bandit, always a bandit.

There were also those who had been bandits for generations.

A large number of troops were sent out just like that, and the consumption of money and food was naturally large.

Zhang Zhengzong knew the moral character of his army. Other than the teaching brigade provided by the system, if they were cut off from money and food, even gods and ghosts would not listen to their orders.

However, with sufficient money and food, he could wipe out all the bandits in the three eastern provinces in less than three months and return everyone to peace and prosperity.

For this, he had to work hard in internal affairs. After all, he was the head of the largest government in the three eastern provinces. He had to be responsible for the jobs of 30 million people because he was the first person responsible.

Zhang Zhengzong felt that he wouldn't have entered the pass to fight before 1914.

Didn't Principal Zhu say that he would accumulate food and slowly become king?

He had to keep a low profile and do things in a high profile.

Most importantly, Zhang Zhengzong wanted to turn the Feng Army into a modern army.

They would use their technological advantage to crush the army of the warlords inside the pass, sweep through the pass, and then unify the world.

Even if the position of Grand President was hard on his butt, he still had to sit for a while.

For this goal, the first five-year goal of the Feng lineage was announced.

The primary goals included regaining sovereignty, driving away the foreign troops, building heavy industries, exploiting large oil fields, and establishing a navy and air force.

He might have taken a big step, but it was always a good thing to have ambition.

Yang Guanghui came to the office. As the supervisor of the Munitions Factory, although this position had great power, it was also very troublesome.

As everyone knew, the Munitions Factory needed a complete industrial chain, and this complete industrial chain was not something that could be written in a few words.

Gunpowder factories, steel factories, copper factories, and so on were all troublesome matters.

The gunpowder factory could still be handled by the Feng Department. If they could not reload the ammunition, Zhang Zhengzong would not dare to let the soldiers practice their marksmanship. Each person would be given fifty bullets a month, which was a very generous amount.

How many warlords in the country had such a card?

Most people relied on imported weapons and ammunition. There were only a few factories in the country.

The three northeastern provinces did not lack resources. They had gold mines, iron mines, copper mines, tungsten mines, coal mines, and even oil fields, but they lacked industrial equipment.

Ever since the Japanese cut off the supply of technology and some equipment, there were no problems at first, but later on, problems appeared. Under the long-term flow of water, it was normal for problems to occur.

As for steel, it was still possible to buy domestic steel. The steel mill that he had built was very small and could barely recover scrap steel.

Everyone knew that steel was the backbone of industry, and oil was the lifeline of industry.

Without these strategic resources, it would be a joke for the Feng faction to grow stronger.

With the expansion of the army and the war, coupled with the investment in the industry, the capital chain of the Feng family was immediately broken.

How could Old Yang not be anxious? He always felt that the marshal's pace was too fast, and no one could keep up. It was good to have ideas, but one had to act according to their abilities. Otherwise, they would be courting death.

"The federation, could it be that they are here for the Japanese's technological blockade?”

In the past, the Feng clan's industries were basically half-sold and half-given by the Japanese. To the Japanese, selling to the Feng clan was equivalent to selling from their left hand to their right hand. In their eyes, the entire Northeast belonged to them.

"Marshal, please be wise. Also, Director Wang is crying about poverty. If we don't think of a way, we won't be able to make a living next month. The government is fine, but the people from the administrative department won't have any problems if they owe a little money.

That would be too bad. After all, we spent so much money. If it goes down the drain, sigh."

"Don't worry, I, Old Zhang, will not let my subordinates starve. There are so many administrative personnel and soldiers in the entire northeast, and everyone is suffering. How much money can they have?”

Yang Guanghui seemed to understand something and whispered," Commander, are you going to use your private property? This was definitely not a problem in the short term, but if it was a long time, the Marshal's Residence would not be able to take it. After all, the Tenth Aunt was about to marry into the family. They could not let her come in and drink the northwest wind!”

One had to know that Zhang Zhengzong was not a bachelor. There were more than a thousand people in his family. There were so many mouths, and all of them had to eat. He entered the marshal's manor to enjoy life, not to suffer. Although it was very realistic, if even the Northeastern King was not doing well, others would think that he had lowered his status.

"I only have a way. How can a living person suffocate to death? It'll be fine as long as they can hold on until the autumn tax. The road needs to be repaired, and the children need to go to school. These are all the main roads, these are the foundation of the country.”

Of course, Yang Guanghui knew that if he didn't expand the army, the finances would be much more abundant.

However, that was impossible. There were two thieves in the house. They were probably robbers, the kind with guns that could threaten the owner's life at any time.

If the master didn't have any martial strength, everything could be taken away at any time. The wars in the past were the best explanation.

"Alright, I understand."

Yang Guanghui left. Even if the sky fell, there would still be a tall man to hold it up. He still had the King of the Northeast above him. He didn't have to take care of everything. After all, he wasn't the boss. He was just a follower. To put it nicely, he was the team.

After work, Shun Zi suddenly said to Zhang Zhengzong," Marshal, Miss Qin Xiangju invites you to dinner.”

"This little girl. Alright, inform the people from the Department of Investigation Services.”

"I've already greeted him."

Shun Zi naturally knew how important the marshal's safety was. The most important person in the Feng lineage was Marshal Zhang. Although Zhang Zhengchen was the second-in-command, it was still very difficult to suppress the others. He could protect the Feng lineage from falling, but it was impossible to advance further.

Zhang Zhengchen was different from Zhang Zhengzong. He was much less ambitious. Such a person who did not have much ambition and was kind was not suitable to be the leader.

Xiangjuke was a big restaurant that was second to none in Fengtian. The shopkeeper's family came from the east of the country and made authentic Shandong cuisine. It was said that their ancestors were imperial chefs who weighed spoons.

Although it was second to none, the price was not high. The craftsmanship was authentic and cheap. One could imagine how good the business was!

There were countless guests every day, and even many big shots would come to take care of them. Even Zhang Zhengzong did not dare to say that his chef was more awesome than the chef of Fragrant Residence.

When Zhang Zhengzong's motorcade arrived at Fragrant Residence, the guests here were not allowed to enter. Although everyone had objections, they did not dare to complain.

As people of Old Fengtian, these people knew which family the guards at the door were from.

There were several commanders-in-chief's residences in Fengtian, but there was only one commander-in-chief's residence. Usually, when people mentioned the commanders-in-chief's residence, they knew that it was the commander-in-chief's residence of the old Zhang family.

The most awesome person in the entire Northeast, the Northeast King Zhang Zhengzong.

Which guard would carry a submachine gun with two pistols? The key was the workmanship and patterns of the new military uniform. The military uniform of Marshal Zhang's guards was really flashy.

After all, it was Zhang's family's card, so he had to dress more handsomely. It was said that the gold thread was imported from abroad and was usually only used to decorate the uniforms of officers above the rank of colonel. Zhang's family's guards all had one, which was equivalent to wearing military uniforms every day. After all, this was how they dressed in their daily clothes.

The only difference was that these guards were not a regiment of guards. Old Zhang's family did not have many guards, and every one of them was an expert. Ordinary people could not enter the guards, and they had to have a skill to do so.

The Guard Brigade was a field force that was usually used to protect Fengtian City. It was considered an elite existence. The old Guard Brigade was built into the 29th Division and used in Zhang Zhengzong's plan to mix sand with sand. It was very successful. The small mountain of the 29th Division could not cause any trouble.

In this aspect, Old Zhang was better off. Old Zhang was used to being poor, so he was much more thrifty. Ever since Zhang Zhengzong was replaced, he would not save money in this aspect.

As a modern man, Zhang Zhengzong had high standards for clothes. Although he couldn't take care of the poor for the time being, he could still take care of his own people.

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