In a certain European country in another time and space, New Year's Eve is five days away.
Zhao Xin came to this country again after coming here not long ago.
This stemmed from a phone call three nights ago.
After talking to Cheng Wei on the phone that night, Zhao Xin suddenly remembered Brother Bao on the other side of the ocean, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time.
Although the training was initially offered for a fee, Cheng Wen had lived in their home for so long, which caused a lot of trouble. I have to pay my respects before this year and express my gratitude.
After the call was connected, the two were polite for a while and exchanged greetings.
When Brother Bao mentioned Cheng Wei, he said it was a pity. My level improved rapidly and my grades were very good. It's a pity that I never got another chance after returning to China. I must have become rusty after such a long time.
Zhao Xin said it was okay. Anyway, he just wanted Cheng Wei to change the environment and adjust after the divorce, otherwise he would have nothing to do in the country. And he is just a cousin, just like a biological brother.
Brother Bao laughed and joked that rich people look at problems differently.
Zhao Xin immediately asked about the issue of bullet reloading. Brother Bao said that this is very easy. Many people on the other side of the ocean reassemble it at home. They only need to buy a press machine and different stamping molds. Basically, each set of stampers has four different molds, such as the one used to remove the primer, the one used to install the primer, the one used to install the gunpowder, and finally the one used to install the warhead.
In addition to these, of course, a primer adding device, a cartridge cleaning and polishing device, a precision balance, and a high-precision vernier caliper are also needed.
Brother Bao also mentioned that there are several types of press machines, some can load one at a time, and some can load five, and can load up to seven at a time. The prices are not expensive. The kind that can be reinstalled seven times at a time only costs 1,000 yuan.
However, if you want to load high-precision special ammunition, it is best to buy one at a time. Although it is slow, it can ensure accuracy.
Brother Bao spoke very carefully and continued for more than half an hour. After hearing this, Zhao Xin expressed his gratitude repeatedly and said that he must treat Brother Bao and his family to a meal next time he went there. The last time he left in a hurry was because he had something to do at home in China.
Suddenly, Brother Bao suddenly asked Zhao Xin: "Did you ask Li Wei to find someone last time?"
Zhao Xin's heart skipped a beat and he was speechless for a while.
After a while, Zhao Xin asked tentatively: "What's wrong?"
Brother Bao spoke in a relaxed tone and asked with a smile: "Some of them are goods that came from me. Do you think I can know?"
My mother! ! ! I'm sorry that this person is so secretive...
Brother Bao on the phone laughed a few times: "Brother, I have to say, your channels are really great. I have checked for a long time and I still can't figure out how you transported them. Do you have a chance to sit down and chat?"
Zhao Xin still didn't speak, and cold sweat began to break out from his forehead.
He wanted to throw away the phone immediately, rush out of the door, rush to the airport, get on the plane immediately, and then stay in the eighteenth century and never come back.
Brother Bao on the phone said in a very relaxed tone: "Brother, if you want to buy anything, just contact me directly. It's cheaper here and there are more varieties."
Zhao Xin plucked up the courage and thought, at worst, I will fly to the north early tomorrow morning and come back in a few years.
But then I thought about it, what if this was an opportunity?
What a contradiction...
After hesitating for more than ten seconds, he quickly muted the call and took several deep breaths. Then he turned off the mute and said tentatively: "Brother Bao, don't be surprised if you can't see Taishan."
"It's okay. I understand."
"You are right, let's find an opportunity to have an interview."
"OK. No problem. I'll wait for your call then." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
After putting down the phone, Zhao Xin suddenly sweated profusely. After that, I didn't sleep all night.
In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Xin sent Daniel an email. The email stated that he needed to meet in person for this transaction. Zhao Xin proposed that the two parties change the meeting to a European country. He never wanted to go to the other side of the ocean again.
After sending the email, I received a reply in less than a minute. Daniel readily agreed and provided the address of a beer hall in a certain city.
At six o'clock in the morning, Zhao Xin took a taxi and went directly to the airport and bought a ticket for the fastest flight.
More than ten hours later, he had already walked into the beer hall Daniel mentioned.
After Zhao Xin entered, he went to the bar and ordered a glass of beer and a sandwich. Then he asked the bartender for the location of the bathroom.
After Zhao Xin came to the bathroom, he pretended to urinate and listened quietly for a while. After feeling that no one was here, he entered a partition, locked the door, raised his head and looked around.
A few minutes later, upon closer inspection, he decided there were no cameras. He took out a SIG P226 from the jade pendant, installed the silencer, and loaded the magazine.
He then placed the pistol on the toilet tank lid and took out a special holster. This holster is specifically designed for pistols equipped with a silencer. Zhao Xin tied the holster on the outer upper side of his thigh. He then put the pistol into a special holster. What he wore today was a large long winter down coat, which he bought specially at the airport store after getting off the plane. The purpose is to cover the area above the knees.
After everything was ready, Zhao Xin washed his hands and returned to his seat.
The beer was already served, and Zhao Xin took a sip and waited quietly for Daniel's arrival.
...
Zhao Xin was in a depressed mood, and Wang Yuanfang was also very depressed at this time.
He stood in a livestock trading market in a city in the Northeast, looking confused.
Originally, Wang Yuanfang thought that buying a draft horse would not be too simple, it would be very easy. But since he arrived in this market, his original view has been completely overturned.
There are many horses in the market. They are generally not expensive, ranging from 5,000 to 20,000, but there are no good draft horses. If you kill the meat-eating horses, they will be everywhere. When Wang Yuanfang saw so many meat horses, he immediately understood what was going on with the "roasted donkey meat" he had eaten in the morning...
But this meat horse cannot be used! Even if it looks very strong, it will take a while to train it before it can work after you buy it, and it may not be easy to use.
There were some three-month-old ponies that looked really good, but they were of no use. For a horse to be able to carry heavy loads and pull a cart, it must be raised to at least one year old.
What do you think we should do about this? Wang Yuanfang was full of confidence when he first took the task, but the reality made him feel cold.
As he walked, he noticed that there was a fence where several people were arguing about something. He walked over with the mentality of making a profit whether there was a net or not.
Two real northeast heavy draft horses were tied outside the fence. Wang Yuanfang's eyes lit up.
The coat is bright red, thick and heavy; the waist is wide and flat, the legs are thick and strong; the mane on the neck is neatly trimmed, and the tail is black and dense. A standard northeast heavy draft horse.
"Uncle, I've already given this number, and you've almost got it." A middle-aged man was negotiating the price with the horse owner on the side.
The old man leaning on the fence shook his head indifferently: "No way. Look at how pure the bloodline is. It took me a lot of effort to raise these two."
"You drop a little more." The middle-aged man took out a box of Chinese medicine from his pocket, took out one and handed it to the old man.
The old man took it unceremoniously, and the middle-aged man quickly took out a lighter and lit it for the other party.
"Good cigarettes~~ I said, you already smoke such expensive cigarettes, what's the only difference?" The old man said reluctantly.
"Uncle, can this be the same?" the middle-aged man smiled bitterly.
Wang Yuanfang stood aside and watched for a while, then asked someone next to him what was going on.
The man glanced at Wang Yuanfang and said immediately: "The old man wants one hundred thousand. The man wants to buy it for fifty thousand."
"One hundred thousand?!" Wang Yuanfang stared at the two draft horses in front of him with wide eyes.
After seeing so many horses and asking so many people, he had learned a little bit about it.
Wang Yuanfang estimated that the weight of the two horses was between 1,200 and 1,500 kilograms. According to a simple estimation of the pulling force, the pulling force of the two horses is about 400 to 600 kilograms; and if the sledge is pulled in the snow, it can pull more.
The middle-aged man bargained with the old man selling the horse for half the price, but the old man insisted not to lower the price.
Ten minutes later, the middle-aged man who bought the horse left in disappointment, and the onlookers slowly dispersed and went to join in the fun elsewhere.
"Uncle, do you want these two horses to cost 100,000?" Wang Yuanfang saw that everyone around him had dispersed, so he approached the old man and asked tentatively in a low voice.
The old man squinted at Wang Yuanfang and said slowly: "Young man, you are here. It's a horse worth one hundred thousand."
"What?!" Wang Yuanfang was shocked. Is this old man crazy?
The old man smiled contemptuously, picked up the riding crop in his hand and pointed it: "Tch~ you stay here, go from house to house, and see which one has exactly the same one. If you can find another one, I will sell you two for 100,000."
"I..." Wang Yuanfang was choked and speechless. You still have to go around the whole place. Even if I find another one, your one hundred thousand taels are still expensive enough.
Helpless, Wang Yuanfang only walked a few steps away, took out his phone and dialed Zhao Xin.
The call was quickly connected. As soon as Wang Yuanfang said "Hello", Zhao Xin smiled and said: "Brother Wang, are you at the racecourse? I heard the horse bray. Look at the horse went?"
"Yes. Zhao Xin, I've been here for two days, and there are a lot of meat horses. I only saw two heavy draft horses." Wang Yuanfang said with a sad face.
"Haha. It seems that the business of 'Donkey Meat on Fire' is booming. How about those two horses? Do you like them?" Zhao Xin teased on the phone.
"Don't mention it. The horse owner said one horse costs one hundred thousand, and two horses cost twenty."
"Let me kill you! The most expensive ones abroad are only 10,000 euros, and 3,000 euros are everywhere." Zhao Xin on the phone was also shocked. What kind of market is this in China?
"Now that they are all mechanized, who still needs heavy lifting? There is no one to support them anymore." Wang Yuanfang explained.
"Okay, don't look at it. I'll call you tomorrow. We still have to buy things in the north. I have something else to do, so I won't talk to you anymore. Bye." After saying that, Zhao Xin hung up the phone.
Wang Yuanfang reluctantly put away the phone and prepared to leave.
"Young man, why do you want to buy a new car?" The old man behind him, who had been eavesdropping with his eyes squinted, suddenly shouted to Wang Yuanfang.
"Farming and pulling carts." Wang Yuanfang turned around and explained to the old man.
"You guys are so funny. Who would use this thing to farm now?" The old man chuckled. He thought Wang Yuanfang was talking nonsense.
"North, outside the country. There is no road to that place yet."
"Oh. Then you can't negotiate with me. Where are you going to buy it? I heard on your phone that there are some in the north?" The old man clasped his hands behind his back and slowly walked up to Wang Yuanfang and asked in a low voice.
Hey~~! This old man has really bad ears. Wang Yuanfang secretly cursed in his heart.
"Yes. My friend said that the heavy pulls in the north are just like your two horses. At most, they are..." Wang Yuanfang took out his mobile phone to check the exchange rate, and then calculated it with a calculator before saying: "Less than four Ten thousand. The best Dingtian'er doesn't exceed eighty thousand."
"Hey, I have to find a chance to see it tomorrow." After the old man finished speaking, he took out an old-fashioned mobile phone from his pocket. "Leave a phone number. If you change your mind tomorrow, call me."
Wang Yuanfang had no choice but to give his mobile phone number. The old man dialed immediately. After the call was connected, the old man hung up and asked: "Young man, what is your surname?"
"Oops, I'm sorry, sir, but my surname is Wang."
"Oh. Xiao Wang." The old man typed awkwardly on his mobile phone.
"Uncle, what is your surname?"
"My surname is Sun."
"Then...Uncle Sun, see you later."
"See you later~~" Uncle Sun said in a long voice, with a hint of helplessness in his tone. He looked at Wang Yuanfang's retreating figure, turned around and walked to his two horses, hands behind his back.
"Da Mao, Er Mao, let's go home." Uncle Sun said as he untied the reins from the iron fence pole.
The old man put his hands behind his back, holding the horse's reins. The two horses seemed to understand what their master meant, and followed slowly and slowly.
One person and two horses strolled outside the horse market.
