!--The beginning of the chapter-- Outside the customs, "Duzi" is a magical thing. It can roll, pull, protect, finish, deflate, pretend, and can even be paired with a tortoise.
This is a very revealing title. Once someone calls themselves a calf, you have to be careful. You don’t know what kind of person you will meet. Maybe he is cunning, maybe paranoid, maybe honest, maybe he is just a person. Violent maniac, or... or some of the above characters.
"Wonderful Bastard" is just a nickname. Outside the customs, it is nothing at all. Common curse words have become colloquial like "Ya Ting's" in the capital.
However, the bastard I met today was not an easy person because he was different from others. Others had been scolded as bastards and then had to be scolded and beaten back.
And he is the only one who will never be offended when others call him a bastard. Moreover, he also likes this nickname very much. When he meets people, he will say that I am a bastard. It sounds good and is easy to remember. This nickname is really good. From now on, you can call me bastard. , if you call me by your name, I will rush you!
Is this person a pervert? Maybe outsiders don't know what's going on, but no one in Qiqihar City dares to look down upon him.
The bastard's real name is Wang, and his only name is Du. According to his parents' wishes, they also hope that he will be honest, honest and dedicated to work. However, this kid has failed his parents' hard work. He was born in the Eight Banners and did not practice martial arts or learn the art of war. He is not willing to study and understand things, but he has a preference for doing business.
Generally speaking, doing business is not a serious sin. Although the imperial dynasty has long stipulated that bannermen are not allowed to do business, this rule has been broken for more than two hundred years. Many bannermen just find a Han partner as a cover, and then If you run your own business, even if the court sees it, it will turn a blind eye.
There is nothing we can do. Who makes life difficult for the imperial court? Banners cannot even provide 100% of their salaries. Banner people have a great cause and have to live!
There is nothing wrong with doing business, but the business scope of this bastard is a bit off! To put it bluntly, this guy is an unscrupulous broker who lies flat in black, white and gray. He dares to fish for money from oil pans and cesspits. His conscience has long been thrown into Java.
In the General's Mansion of Heilongjiang, he took up the idle position of deputy capital commander. In fact, he didn't even need to click on it at all. He just used this status to launch his business plan.
He didn't care about sharing the annual salary of deputy capital commander with his fellow officers. He just wanted someone who didn't have to do anything to wear the official hat for free, and finally used his official power to help him make more money.
Do you have money and want to sell yourself as an official? Come to the bastard, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand, ensuring that you are innocent.
Which landowner's daughter do you like but can't get your hands on? Come find that bastard. If you have enough money, you will definitely find a crime to ruin her family.
Are you interested in the ownerless forest? Come, come, come, the bastard will relieve your worries, and I will guarantee you legal official documents when the money is in place.
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One after another, no matter whether it is bad or good, whether it is illegal or criminal, as long as you have enough money, there is nothing that a bastard can do. Even if you want to buy a few American guns in a remote city like Qiqihar, you can do it. This guy also runs a huge underground smuggling network, and the border ports in Heilongjiang are the same as those he owns.
When Yi Shan was here, the son of a bitch had a good life. Later, when Te Puxin came to power, he was even more prosperous. Originally, such people did not have to do errands, but due to the fierce fighting in Vladivostok, all the Cossacks came from Central Asia, and the entire Heilongjiang Defense Zone immediately became busy.
Tepuxin moved the defense to Aihui City and took away not only more than 40,000 elites but also 80% of the officers capable of fighting. The entire Qiqihar elite officials were mobilized. But the city still had to be managed, so as a last resort, idle officials such as Wang Du were activated. No one was allowed to negotiate conditions and everyone had to work.
Who is that bastard? A man whose hands and eyes reach the sky! Even if he is forced to work, he can still choose the easiest and most lucrative job through connections. Where in Qiqihar is there a more lucrative job like guarding a city gate and being a tax collector?
The purple clay pot of Yixing is soaked in the Dahongpao of Wuyi Mountain, the white bear skin cape is wrapped with a ferret velvet scarf around the neck, and the bastard wearing cotton riding boots is standing at the south gate inspecting the passing vehicles with his general belly raised.
"Check! I've checked everything for Mr. Duzi. Every vehicle and every pole must be checked carefully!"
"Bah... the tea leaves with a pimple are fake, right? Why are there so many jokes... Give me some soju instead!"
"I'm not talking about you! I haven't run errands for so many years, and no one has taught you such a bunch of heartless things. Just look at the little work you do! It's really embarrassing..."
While pacing and cursing, the soldiers guarding the city gate were listening to Master Duzi's scolding just like the third grandson.
Not to mention, this bastard is really good at making money from the frying pan. Nothing can escape his eyes with his piercing eyes!
"Stop! Stop here... What's in the car?" He stretched out his hand to stop a large truck, and the driver quickly kowtowed. "Sir, we are from Nancheng Wangji Grocery Store. What's in the car?" A cart of bamboo poles for building a shed!”
"Oh! Bamboo pole..." Mr. Duzi looked left and right, even sniffed and smelled, and suddenly shouted, "Come on! Pull out this bamboo!"
The boy's face suddenly turned pale. "Uncle! What happened to the bamboo... What happened to the bamboo!"
"What's wrong with the bamboo?" The bastard's face changed. He took out the knife from the waist of the veteran beside him and cut it down in the middle of the bamboo pole. All he saw was that it was all white, and pure white salt flowed out from it.
"Hahaha! The grocery store also sells salt? That's awesome...you still want to put some sand in front of my eyes?"
The surrounding soldiers were making a noise, "Young Master Duzi is still awesome! I said that the price of salt in the city has dropped by 10% during this period. It turns out that someone is selling illegal salt! Come on, catch him and put him in jail!"
After saying that, a group of wolf-like soldiers rushed forward to arrest a few guys. At this moment, the bastard suddenly raised his hand, "Slow down! Why are you shouting and killing? Being friendly makes you rich..."
"Little brother! You should have heard the nickname of me, the Bastard. In Qiqihar City, I am called an innocent child when I am doing things! If you have any difficulties, you should go to the Bastard. This saying is not made by me..."
"Little brother! Send the youngest one to the city to report the news, and leave the rest here! Let your shopkeepers quickly raise money, and I'll do the math! One, two, three, four... a total of four lives, and I won't do the math either. If you want more, two thousand taels of silver, go ahead!"
The eccentric bastard smiled and said, "Don't be too much, I am a businessman! What matters is harmony and wealth. There are four officers on duty today, and there are fifty or sixty soldiers under them. Everyone needs to be moisturized, right? I'm a kid." I can leave only four hundred taels at most and that’s it. I’m not greedy! I’m really not greedy! Hahaha..."
The boy kowtows like a fool, "Your Majesty! Please be kind to Your Majesty, this truck of private salt is only worth fifty taels of silver... Wuwuwu... Even if you kill our shopkeeper, we can't raise that much." Money! Please show me your hand, please show me your hand!"
