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- The cold winter of the end-apocalyptic rats came to Hexi in 795. Thirty years later, the good times didn't last long. The pair of dewy mandarin ducks were met by Zhang Ruke's godfather during a tryst. Who is Zhang Ruke's godfather? It must be a big shot in the government and also the big backer behind Sun Changzhong.
A high position requires a high spirit. How could he tolerate green hair on his head? He turned his face on the spot and threatened to arrest people for questioning. As a result, the pair of adulterers were also evil and courageous, and when they saw that the situation was not good, they actually wanted to kill people to silence them.
After a fight, the high-ranking official was shot dead on the spot with two fists and four hands. At this time, Zhang Ruke and the adulterer also calmed down, knowing that they had committed a heinous crime and had nowhere to escape, and both committed suicide in love.
If it is only spread among the people, not many people will take this kind of outrageous storyline seriously. But this time was an exception, because according to well-informed sources, a senior official at the level of the deputy minister of transportation was killed.
Moreover, in the ensuing in-depth investigation, it was found that this high-ranking official was very unclean, and was related to multiple cases of reselling alliance materials and using power for personal gain, and involved a bureau chief and several middle- and lower-level officials.
Now it is on the right track. As for how vigorously and meticulously the alliance government handled it, that is not what the refugees care about. It is more interesting to dig into the details of this matter.
As a result, various story versions spread like a plague, and after further improvement and artistic processing by many caring people, they soon became the most sensational topic at the beginning of the year. Almost every restaurant and teahouse in the safe zone In relish.
The storyteller described the bloody incident that happened at the Ohai Farm that night in a tone of yin and yang, coupled with vivid expressions, and even simulated the dialogue between Zhang Ruke, Chen Yaozu, and Zhang Fengwu. Forcibly turning a murder and planting case into a murder case of a deformed love triangle.
In the second district of the south of the city, there is a Huang's restaurant famous for its authentic Cantonese morning tea. Naturally, Mr. Storyteller will not let go of this kind of treasure land. People eat and drink below, and he is not idle on the side. The story is exactly the joke about the blood splashing on Ojai Farm.
"Oh the sky is going to change" At the door of the store, a middle-aged man in his fifties stood, and greeted all the customers who came in and out with smiles and enthusiasm. Mr.'s jokes are not as relished as others, but a little lonely.
His name is Huang Qingren. He is a Japanese Chinese with a native of Guangdong. He opened a restaurant when he was in Japan. After arriving here, he resumed his old business, starting from a street stall, specializing in Cantonese-style snacks. He is good at workmanship and hardworking. Within two years, he saved enough money to buy a house, and opened the Huang's Restaurant, which mainly serves Cantonese cuisine, under the name of the street.
The business was big, but his temper did not rise along with it. He still stood at the door of the store to greet customers early every day, regardless of his status, he would send a smiling face and warm greetings. This is because the smile is not so natural these days, as if he is a little preoccupied.
"Morning, Boss Huang!" At this time, a burly man came from the street. It was the end of March, and the temperature had begun to warm up, but he was still wearing a thick black cotton jacket. It was clean and looked a bit like a construction worker on a construction site.
"Oh, Boss Wei It's been a long time since I've seen you. Did you go out again? We prepared good tea in the private room, so go up and have a chat?" Seeing this person, Huang Qingren's eyes lit up, and a three-pointed smile appeared on his face. Speaks mandarin that is more blunt than foreigners, and enthusiastically reaches out to let the person come upstairs.
"Hey, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink your good tea for a while" The big man called Boss Wei shook his hand with a slightly embarrassing expression, indicating that he didn't want to go upstairs, and just on the first floor.
"Boss Wei, Boss Wei stay away! Did I, Huang Qingren, offend everyone in some way? These days, several regular customers have stopped showing up. Even if they come, they will not drink my good tea again. You today You can't leave, you have to drink tea, and you have to explain the truth to me"
Seeing that Boss Wei was about to leave, Huang Qingren was in a hurry. Regardless of the disadvantage of being a head shorter than others, he went up and grabbed the sleeve of the big man, and dragged him towards the stairs while talking.
"I said you two can't digest what you eat, so you should practice Kung Fu early in the morning!" Just as the two of them gave way to each other, another person came from outside the door. Compared with the big guy, this guy seems to be more aggressive, but his body is thinner, but he is dressed similarly, and he is also wearing a thick cotton jacket.
"Hey, Lao Liu, you came just in time, hurry up and persuade Boss Huang, he insists on letting me go to the second floor to drink tea, my pocket is empty, I have no face!" When the big man saw the person coming, it was like seeing a savior , I grabbed this man's sleeve, which means that if you don't help me, I'll pull you up too.
"Boss Huang, I haven't been here for a few days, when are you going to change the rules here! Come on.??, tell me about the new rules, and I will come in after you make it clear. "The man's mouth is obviously easier to use than the big man. Hearing the words, not only did he not take a step, but he deliberately took half a step back, standing outside the threshold, assuming a posture that he refused to enter.
"Boss Liu, don't listen to his nonsense. I, Huang Qingren, have always followed the rules when doing business. One is one, two is two. If you make a profit or lose it all depends on your ability, you won't break the rules You just came back from outside?"
Hearing this, Huang Qingren immediately stopped fighting with the strong man, and started to turn to the thin and tall man. His Mandarin was very incoherent, but he had to express his meaning clearly, and his face flushed anxiously.
"Oh, it's good that the rules haven't been changed, so let's go up and talk slowly?" The tall and thin man patted the front of the padded jacket and stepped into the threshold.
"you talk, you talk" Seeing the thin and tall man's posture, the strong man's face was not very good-looking, he greeted perfunctorily, and turned his head to go to the first floor.
"Ah Kuan, come here to greet the guests, keep your eyes bright!" Huang Qingren no longer cared about the big man, stretched out his hand, invited the tall and thin man upstairs, and at the same time shouted to the first floor, calling for a teenager The little fellow took his place.
To drink good tea, Huang Qingren personally invites you to the innermost private room on the second floor to drink good tea. In Huang's restaurant and the transportation industry, it is a code word. The intention is not to drink tea, but to look at the goods and bargain.
The goods are the old world supplies that the drivers found in the red zone when they ran long distances. After being brought in through various channels, they should not be blatantly sold in the market. That is likely to be confiscated by the security team under various names, and it is easy to be stolen by thieves. It's not safe for Xiao Mo to stare at him.
Huang Qingren, in addition to running a restaurant, is also a buyer who sits on the ground and collects stolen goods. He will collect the goods from the driver at a more suitable price, and then sell them through his own channels, so that he can avoid risks to the greatest extent and get a small price difference by the way.
And more than running a restaurant, his purpose is to be honest and make small profits but quick turnover. With a restaurant in charge, his credit is relatively good. He is a well-known big buyer in this industry. I dare not say that all the drivers, anyway, most of the drivers in the south of the city When the coachman has goods in hand, he will be remembered first.
However, the situation these days is a bit abnormal. Some coachmen who used to come and go suddenly stopped showing up for a long time, which made him a little puzzled. The big man surnamed Wei downstairs was one of them, that's why the scene just now happened.
The tall and thin man is also a coachman. He has a small convoy of four cars. It was originally affiliated with the Zhongyi Transportation Company, and it has been running for two years in the wind and rain. After the Spring Festival, seeing that a horse was too old to run, I wanted to change it, but I didn¡¯t have enough money.
Count the sufferings suffered in the past two years, and then think about the high shipping fees offered by the new transportation company when my friend mentioned it. I was so excited, I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes. This year, I will not pay for the concession license. Try another company. !
As the saying goes, if a tree is moved to death, and a person is moved to live, his bet is right if he returns this treasure. Since I joined the Ping An Transportation Company, not only has the shipping fee increased, but there has also been more work. As long as I want to do it, I can't finish it all day long.
Didn't he just come back from Jinmen Port, and found some supplies that could be exchanged for money on the way, so he hurried to Huang's Restaurant to inquire about the price. If the price is good, you can sell the goods and add the money you have saved these days to buy a four-wheeled carriage.
Regardless of whether it is still a horse-drawn carriage, the four-wheeled carriage made by Ping An Transportation Company is more than half the weight of the original two-wheeled carriage. Calculated in this way, even if there is one less horse, his freight volume will not decrease. After working for two months, it will not be too late to buy another horse!
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