Cheng Jinyun didn't answer right away. Instead, she smiled and said, "That's right. If we want to buy explosives, we won't have to rely on shipments from outside anymore. It's just too dangerous that way."
Wang Yue understood that Cheng Jinyun was probably with Yan'an. He was puzzled—didn't Yan'an already have an arsenal? Why did they still need weapons? Even so, he was willing to sell to them.
So Wang Yue asked, "How much do you need? And how are you planning to pay? Don't tell me you're going to be like Ming Tai and still haven't paid me?"
Cheng Jinyun noticed that Wang Yue hadn't asked which side she was on and had gone straight to asking how much she wanted. She glanced at Ming Tai, suddenly unsure. The way things looked, this didn't seem reliable at all.
Ming Tai knew what Cheng Jinyun was worried about, so he smiled and said, "Just ask for what you need. Whether he can manage it is Boss Wang's problem. If he breaks the deal, he'll have to pay compensation anyway."
Cheng Jinyun thought that made sense and said seriously, "We need a hundred rifles and five thousand rounds of ammunition. We can pay with antibiotics. Can Mr. Wang provide them?"
Wang Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After all that, the antibiotics had ended up back in his hands. He smiled and said, "How about you sell the antibiotics to Ming Tai, then have him pay me in silver dollars?"
Ming Tai hadn't expected Cheng Jinyun to be able to provide antibiotics. Knowing they were in short supply, he agreed at once. "I'll pay you a high price. I won't let you lose out."
Cheng Jinyun didn't turn down Ming Tai's generous offer, and the three of them quickly